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  • Daddy to Twink – Gay Love saga

    Hi everyone, I would like to take this platform to thank ISS for supporting the content writers and entertaining many users across the globe. I read a lot of content through ISS. Today, I wanted to pen down my experiences.

    My name is Sandy, a bisexual. I turned bisexual when I was 19  years old in junior college. I enjoy sex. It might be with women or men. All I look for is connection and how excited we are in bed.

    To describe myself, I am a 45-year-old male, 6’0 feet with a broad chest and a masculine look. Ping me if you want to share your experiences and more at [email protected].

    I’m into exporting business. Due to this, I had to travel a lot and stay in other countries for months to handle logistics. I have good friends and business partners in a lot of countries. As I travel a lot, I explore all the places and cuisines which I’m fond of.

    I was travelling to Sydney for business. I had to stay there for a longer period than expected due to a blockage in our business delivery. As I was alone and free, I was visiting my friend Viswa’s place over the weekend. He is an Indian origin and settled down in Australia 25 years ago.

    He has a beautiful wife and one son. Since we met after a long time, we had a really good conversation and a wonderful time. We went back to the olden days. After the weekend, I came back to my workplace and stayed in a hotel.

    One day, Viswa called me and asked if I could stay over at his place if I didn’t mind. He was going to India on a personal emergency trip with his wife and son. I said okay. I could stay home and relax to have sex at his pool if I found someone instead of staying in a Hotel.

    I shifted to his house the next day. I dropped them at the airport and came back home. I was feeling bored and lonely went to a bar to chill out and mostly to hit on some nice guys. That evening, I was feeling to have a cute guy twink.

    I went to a bar and sat down at a bar top. I was welcomed by an Indian-origin guy who was around 22-22 years old. He had very smooth and curly hair, which turned me on immediately. He quickly introduced himself as Sunny.

    Since we are Indians and from the same region, we immediately could make a conversation. He told me that he was a student who was doing his bachelor’s here and working part-time. He was assisting me on that day over the table. He was serving me, and we were having a good laugh and having a wonderful time.

    I asked him if he could join me for a drink. He said he was finishing his shift in the next 30 minutes. We could join together and have drinks at another bar. We left the place, went to another bar and started drinking. I was making our conversation funnier.

    Then he said he was having the best time and he was drunk. So when I asked him his address, he was unable to say. As he was drunk, I took him to my house and put him on my bed. I went to change my clothes. He started puking, so I had no choice rather than to remove his clothes and make him all nude.

    I put him under the shower and started cleaning him. I also got wet, so I had to remove my clothes as well to wash him. OMG, this guy has a super girly body with a cute ass and smooth. He had a very small cock which made him much sexier.

    Since he was drunk, I didn’t want to take any advantage of Sunny. I wanted to have sex with his consent. While we were sleeping in the middle of the night, he came on me. Hugged me and put his head on my chest. I was feeling something wet on my chest.

    When I woke up, he was sucking my hardy broad chest and giving me love bites. Later I could feel his hard cock, and he was taking my hands and putting on his ass. I was super hard by then.

    I whispered in his ears, “Do you want to have Daddy tonight?” He replied, “Yes, let’s make this memorable. I am a straight guy, but I can’t resist today. I want to break my ass virginly with you and only to you.”

    I slowly then kissed his lips and neck and started sucking his neck while he was sucking my hairy chest. Then, slowly, we started kissing. I would feel his lips are so tender, and he has a smooth tongue. I made it faster by smooching him.

    Then I started sucking his body and hugged him tightly in my strong arms and sucking him. We were enjoying it to the core, and I slowly lifted him on top of me. I put my cock in his smooth asshole and started pounding his ass harder and faster.

    He was shouting in pain and pleasure. So I removed my cock and put it in his mouth, and he started sucking it like candy. After some time, I took a lube and applied it to my cock and slowly penetrating his ass. It feels much better for him now.

    I slowly started fucking sunny while our lips were tasting each other. I told him he was super hot. He said, “When I saw your big 7-inch cock in the washroom, I was awestruck and wanted to taste it. Even though I was drunk, I saw your cock becoming hard while we were in the shower.”

    With his words, I became much hornier and pounded his ass much harder. I was about to cum. Then I quickly took my cock on his face and unloaded my huge cum on his face and mouth. I was still hard for the next 5 minutes. So I laid him down, lifted his legs, inserted my cock in his ass, and fucking him so hard.

    While I was fucking him, I took my hand and started jerking his cock parallelly. He is in the next heaven. He closed his eyes and moaned in pain and pleasure. After we climaxed on each other, bodies sucked our bodies and kissed so much.

    We were so attracted and attached to each other that he became my fuck wife. For the next 15 days, he used to wait for me to get back from work and get fucked by me.

    Then, one day, I got a call from Viswa stating that he was going to extend his trip for the next 2 months due to some family issues. “I felt so happy in my heart.” Then he said his son Rutwik is coming back in the next 2 days since he is missing his classes.

    After two days, I went and picked him up, and Sunny went back to his room. We were missing each other. Then, one day, when I was talking to Rutwik.

    To be continued.

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  • The love of a sister – Part 5

    My inquisitive kid brother was thoroughly enjoying what went on in my mind about seeing him fuck another girl and erupt a huge load on her face.

    “Tor taja fyada dekhe amar kemon laglo?” (How did I feel when I saw your fresh cum all over that slut’s face and hair?) I pondered for a moment to recollect the exact feelings.

    “It was a mixed bag, bro. I was immensely impressed that you came voluminously. I literally felt those spurts were hitting my face. She should have taken all in her mouth and swallowed all that potent protein. That’s what I would do.”

    “What did you do after that? How did we remain unaware of your presence?”

    “My knees were shaking and felt wobbly. I somehow rushed to my room and locked it to avoid discovery. I clutched on the bed, playing the scenes in my mind. It made me horny as hell. You guys left after fifteen minutes as I heard the front door being shut and locked.”

    I took a breath and continued. “ I entered your room, got naked and laid on the same spot as the slut. I parted my legs, inserted fingers in my drenched pussy and stroked away, imagining you fucking me hard. Your jaws will drop if I tell you the utter filthy words I uttered.”

    “Ees eto heat kheyechili je gude ungli shuru kore?!” (Damn, you started masturbating?!)

    “When a woman gets genuinely horny, it gets out of her control.”

    “Hay hay, ami pashe thakteo toke ungli korte holo! Amake much khule bolle ki ami r mana kotam?” (Alas, you had to finger yourself in spite of me near you! If you had asked, I wouldn’t have refused.)

    “Ki boltam bhai tor didike chod? Ami ki ar jantam tui amake chodar jonnie ha pittesh korchis?” (Asked you what? So how did you manage the tent?)

    “Till then, I hadn’t jerked off to you. That day, the sizzling view of your cleavage and clear contours gave me the hardest erection in my life. I finished the pakodas and went to my room. I locked the door and stroked off to you.”

    A wide smile appeared on my face. “My cleavage made you lose control. What exactly did you fantasise about as you beat your meat?”

    “Tui amar thatan dhonta dui dodor majhe chepe amake mai chodon dichchish. Dupure Avantika ke chude prochur fyada jhoriyechilam, tao du minute er mathayagneyogirir lavar moton fyada godgodiye chitke berulo.”

    (I visualised that you were giving me a boob job. I had cum a lot in the afternoon on Avantika. Yet I erupted like lava from a volcano within two minutes.)

    “Hay hay, ekidine du du bar amar ei priyo fyada amar hatchara holo? Keno tui amake chepe dhorish ni sedin?” (Alas, I was denied my favourite cum twice in a day. Why hadn’t you grabbed me that day?)

    “Jeno chepe dhorlei tui amake chudte diti?” (As if you wold have fucked me?)

    “Ekdom ditam. Amar hath, mukh, gud shob jeno hashpash korchilo tor oi hotka dhoner jonnie. Eeesh shedini kina amay chude lat kortish!” (More than gladly. My hands, mouth and pussy were clamouring for your cock. Damn, you could have fucked the living daylights out of me that very day.)

    “Eh he he, je fyada tor gud ba mukhe jhorte parto, ta kina shukno hawate urlo! Ne Didi se diner khamtiaj ekbar tor bra fatano dodor malish diye puro kor dekhi.”

    (What a regret that the cum that should have landed in your mouth or pussy flew in the dry air. Now amends for that day by massaging my cock with your bra-bursting boobs.)

    I took off my short top in the bat of an eye and threw it into some obscure corner of the room. Even though he has seen, touched, pressed and sucked my boobs innumerable times. His eyes always lit up whenever he saw my naked boobs, and he never missed complimenting them.

    “Wow, your boobs are heavenly. They always look so fresh and alluring whenever I see them.”

    “Will only looking suffice, or do you want to do other things with them?”

    “Of course, I feel like squeezing and sucking them a lot.”

    “Then do the needful.”

    I leaned over him and offered my boobs. His hungry mouth gobbled them alternatively and administered delicious circular tongue strokes on my areola and nipples. He also kneaded them with passion and energy, making me utter guttural words.

    “Ah, bhai re, pran khle tor didir mai chotke sukh ne shala. Chosh shala banchod bonta gulo aro chosh. Ufff tor theke bhalo kore keu amar mai khay ni re. Aah tor jonmoi hoyechilo amar dodo khawar jonnye. Ki dodokhor bhai amar. Kha kha achashe pishe pishe kha, ei dodo sudhu tor r karo noy.”

    (Oh, bro, squeeze my boobs and take full pleasure. Suck my nipples hard, you sister fucker. You were born to do this only. What a boob-addicted brother I got. Eat and squeeze my boobs, these are for you only.)

    He replied between his throaty, deep moans and incessant slurpy sounds. “ Thik bolechish Didi, amar jonmoi hyecjhe tor dodo chotkate ar khete.erokom kismiser moton bota mukhe diye jibon sarthok hoy. Ah hhah ha ha ki tolbole othocho thasha dodo tor, angulgulo jeno malaier sagore dube jachche.ore Didi r parchi nare, taratari amar fatano dhonta tor dodor sagore dubiye ne.”

    (Yes, I was born to squeeze and eat your boobs. Life feels worth it when those raisin nipples fill my mouth. Your boobs are so fluid yet firm. The fingers feel like they are sinking into an ocean of cream. I can’t take it anymore. Let my cock dive into this ocean.)

    I got up, took a comfortable position over his raging turgidity and wrapped my ample orbs around it. I locked my fingers firmly on the front so that his hot sausage remained imprisoned between my boobs. I started moving my chest up and down, pressing my boobs firmly over the entire length of his sizzling meat.

    Ah, the heat of a throbbing man’s meat radiating on the breasts is a sensation that can only be understood by a woman. His deep, loud moans were evidence of the sheer bliss he was experiencing from my manoeuvres. I decided to make it more enjoyable for him.

    Generating a generous amount of saliva in my mouth, I let it drool over his heavy dickhead and slide down the length of his shaft. The movement of his cock became smoother and sloppier. I increased the speed.

    The slithery hot sensations of his cock made my pussy churn with the anticipation of it being inside. But I wanted him to reach a point where he would ask for it. Then I applied a new technique which I had never done before. I started moving my boobs up and down in an alternate manner.

    I don’t know where I got the idea from. It did have more effect on him. He literally shrieked in unbearable ecstasy.
    “Ore Didi re, eki notun keramoti shuru korli re, eki marattok sukh pacchi re. Of ki jat khankir moton dodor malish dichchish re. ore amar sexydidi re, tor dodor ei notun malishe je amar chokh ulte jacche. Of Didi ebar ay amar barata tor gud e dhoka ar amake achchase chod dekhi.”

    (Oh, sis, the way you’re massaging with this new technique like a true blue slut, my eyes are rolling back in sheer ecstasy. Come, sis, take my cock in your pussy and fuck me real good.)

    His words made me jump up in joy. I got rid of my hot pants and kicked them away. I stood right over his cock and spread my legs wide to give him a delightful view of my watering cut.

    “Aha, ki bhagyoban amar ei dui noyon je tor ei bonedi gud er dorshon pay.” (How blessed are my eyes that it gets to watch your aristocratic pussy.) He showered genuine compliments with pure lust smeared over his face. His eyes focused on my moist labia.

    He exclaimed. “Eki re Didi tor gud tato bejay lyatlyate hoye bara dhokanor jonnye akupaku korche, ar ami kina sarthoprer moton Sekai aram niye jachchilam.”

    (Damn, Didi, your pussy is watering badly and yearning for a cock. I have been rather selfish in seeking all the pleasure for myself.)

    I consoled him, “Are na na toke tosukh diye bhalo kore tantachchilam. Janish to tot bara kochlate amar bhishon bhalo lage. Tor hontka barata niye ettokhkhon ghataghati korlam, gud lyatlyate hobe na to ki?”

    (I enjoyed making you hot. You know how much I love playing with your cock. I have been toying with it for so long it’s only natural for my pussy to get leaky.)

    I kept lowering myself. I spoke and stopped as his enormous dickhead touched my pussy lips, making us both sigh deeply. I lowered myself further. My kid brother’s cock twitched violently as my lubricated pussy lips wrapped around his massive dickhead. His entire body shivered.

    He clenched his teeth and hissed out, “Uff, Didi ki jompesh gud tai na peyechish. Ei je dhokanor age tor guder thontjora amar mudotake emon chyaka dey ja r keu dite pare ni, ar keu parbeo na.”

    (Damn, Didi, what an exquisite pussy you got. The way your pussy lips make my cock sizzle is unique. No one has ever given me this sensation, nor anyone else will.)
    I replied honestly, “Bishash kor bhai, tor age to onek bara gude niyechi. Kintu dhokanor thik age tor barar moton odbut katukutu bbhab ar karo bara dey ni.” (Believe me, bro, I’ve taken a few cocks in my pussy before you, but none tingled me the way you do before entry.)

    He proclaimed with philosophical depth, “Ashole tor guer jonnyei amar bara tairi hiyechilo.”(Actually, my cock was made for your pussy only.)

    “And my pussy for your cock only.” I agreed with equal sobriety.

    “De Didi de dekhi tor mokhkhom tolthape ei dhontake porpor kore amul genthe ne tor chopchope chorbiwala gud er modhdhye.” (Now give that trademark down thrust and immerse my entire cock in your oily, fatty pussy.) He implored me.

    I was waiting for him to speak in our mother tongue, Bengali. Usually perceived as profane and obscene, vulgar and filthy words during sex as passionate as ours act as aphrodisiac. My first boyfriend taught me about the necessity of dirty communication during sex.

    When Hrik heard me uttering such words for the first time, his jaws almost dropped off. However, it excited him more than it shocked and since then, we have been thoroughly into it.

    “Ne tahole dekh tor khanki Didi ki vabe nijer apon bhaier thatan dhonta nijer rosh topkano toitombur gud e dhokay.” (Then watch your slut sister take her own brother’s cock in her juice, dripping ripe pussy.) I uttered in the most brazen manner possible as I heaved down.

    In one swift, effortless motion, his thick, throbbing dick rushed through my pussy canal with the ease of a hot knife through butter. The tremendous stiffness, wholesome male heat and the way I filled me up made me gasp and moan overwhelmingly.

    “Aah, bhai re tor bara gud e dhokanor theke boro sukh ar kichu nei re!”(Oh, brother, there is no greater pleasure than shoving your cock in my pussy.)

    He reciprocated equivocally, “Uff, Didi bara dhokanor shomoy tor mukhchokher obostha ki kamatur hoye jay, dekhe mon bhore jay. Didi tor gud e bara dhokanor theke boro sukh amio ar kichute pai na. Ebar tor marattok tolthape amar bara chude chal chariye de.”

    (The sheer lusty look on your face when you take my cock is a sight to cherish. Now ride me damn hard as if to skin my cock.)

    I lifted my waist so as to release the cock to the base of the enormous dickhead and lowered myself gently. Within a few gentle strokes, his cock shone with my pussy juices. A sweet, musical, rhythmic, chuckling sound started emitting from my pussy at every down thrust.

    Within a minute, I gained a decent speed and felt his dick swell further inside my churning pussy. It was a double delight for him to watch my boobs bounce in tandem with my strokes. The expression of sheer lust on my face added to is excitement. His expressions, gasps and moans added to mine.

    “Oh, Didi, shala ki chopchope chorbiwal gud mairi tor. Ore shala re tor guder chrbiwala dewal gulo je jata bhave amar barata kochlachche. Ufff ei sukh ar kono gud amake dite pare ni re. Koto jonmyer punnyo kamala tobe ei swargiyo gud e bara dhokano jay.”

    (Oh, elder sister, your pussy is so damn lardy and leaking. Oh god, the fatty walls of your pussy are moving like a whirlpool around my cock. Damn, nobody has given me this much pleasure. It must be the good karma of many lives that my cock is in your pussy.)

    I vociferously reciprocated my appreciation of the pleasure his cock was providing me. “ Ore gud er dewal ki ar emni khabi khachche? Tor barata jeno ek jadur dondo. Ei je ami upore utchi tor oi goda mudor khanj jeno guder dewale langol chalachche. Ore bhai re amio onek kopal korechi je tor bara gud e dhokachchi. onnyokono bara amake eto sukh dite pareni. Ohh mone hoy saradin rat tor bara gud e bhore thaki.”

    (The walls of my pussy are churning due to your magic wand. The rides at the base of your dickhead are literally ploughing my pussy walls when I move up.  Oh, it’s my lucky stars that I have your cock in my pussy. No other dick gave me this level of pleasure. I feel like having my cunt stuffed with your cock all day and night.)

    “Tai thakish re Didi tai thakish. Sudhu bhore thakbi keno?jebhave bolbi, jokhon bolbi tokhoni chudbo. Uff Didi tin mash pore tor gud er chodon khachchi, ki marattok sukh hochche.”

    (Why only stuff? Just tell me how to fuck you whenever, wherever. You can ride me or adopt any pose you like. Ah, sis, I’m having your pussy after three months, I just can’t describe how good it feels.)

    “Ei tin masher khamti ajkei puro korbo. Ar kalke aro tin masher chodon khabo. Oh ah ah ore tor barar guntoy ami sukher sagore dube jachchi re.”

    (I’ll make up for the three-month gap today itself. Tomorrow, you are going to fuck me another three months’ worth. Oh God, your dick is making me drown in an ocean of pleasure.)

    “Chod Didi chod., tor bhai er thatanobaray gud guntiye gud er jol khosha. Jol khosle tor gudta aro lyatlyate hoye jay ar aro koshe chudte ichcha kore. Ah, ami bodhoy duniyar sobcheye bhagyoban banchod je tor moto Didi peyechi.”

    (Fuck harder, grind your pussy on your brother’s swollen dick and spray out your pussy juice. When you cum, your pussy becomes more oily. Then I feel like fucking you harder. Ah, I must be the luckiest sister fucker on this planet to have a sister like you.)

    I replied between my uncountable gasps and shrieks of intense pleasure. “ Amio tahole duniyar sobcheye bhagyoboti bhaichod je tor moton gabda barawala bhai peyechi. Uuuuh babbago, tor barar opor gud chaliye je ami eekebare swargosukh pai. Ne shala ne tor didir chopchope gud erg unto kha.Thapate thapate emon jolkhoshabo je toke tate chan koriye debo. Uff shala banchod, tor barata to ekebare jarayur mukhe giye gontachche re. Bhai re tor bararsukhe je ami thor thor kore kanpchi.”

    (Then I’m also the luckiest brother fucker in the world to have a brother who is well equipped. Oh god, I literally feel heaven when I grind hard on your cock. I’ll cum so hard riding you that you’ll get a pussy juice bath. Take some more of your sister’s oily pussy. Damn, your huge dick is nudging at my very womb. Oh, brother, your dick is making me shake all over.)

    I was riding his cock with a maniac speed grinding over his crotch with more force than ever before. Obscene squelchy, sloshy sounds of my watering pussy and slapping sounds of my pussy grinding on him spiced up the lust-filled ambience.

    Like me, he was also approaching an explosive climax.  I could feel his heavy balls tightening up. His dickhead swelled up prominently. His bestial shouts and shrieks affirmed my assumptions.

    “Ore amar barakor Didi re ki jata bhabe guder gunto hakachchish re.ah ah ah amar bichi pet kemo jenokorche. Erokom lyatlyate chorbiwala gud er thap je ar samlate parchi na. Oh didire emon chudchish tor age amar na beriye jay. Tuithamish na, amio jat chodonkhor, tor gud er jol na khoshiye ami jharbo na. Tui prankhule thapiye ja.”

    (My cock addicted sister, you’re pounding me real hard. My balls and abdomen feel weird. The lighting-fast riding of your oily lardy pussy is unbearable. The way you’re riding me, I’m getting close. Carry on. I’ll ensure you cum first. That’s the promise of a seasoned fucker. Ride harder.)

    I was shrieking and squealing uncontrollably and spewing out the foulest words I knew. “ Ne tahole achcha se tolthap kha. Tor joto keramoti oi uthti khankider sathe. Ebar tui paka chuddokor gud er pallay porechish. Tui jotoi shokto lok hosh na keno amar guder thape gongate gongate fyada jharbi. Ne shala tor didir mokhmoli guder thape ugre de tor dhoner payesh.”

    (Then have it. You have only fucked wannabe sluts. Now handle a skilled pussy. You might be a tough guy, but my pussy will make you scream and cum. Bloody sister fucker shoot your cream in your sister’s silky pussy.)

    My abdomen trembled uncontrollably, and the pussy walls churned like a berserk whirlpool. Simultaneously the pussy canal whooped and gasped in a vertical motion like a fish out of water. The circular and vertical juggling of my pussy created unbearable pleasure on my brother’s throbbing cock.

    Brother and sister were howling in unison. I uttered between those animalistic howls. “Tor hotka barar guntoy tor Didi soshorire swarge jachche re. banchod bhaier barar sukhe amar shob gelo re. Ahh aaahhh dhor dhor dhor tor didir guder jole ebar dube mor banchod.”

    (Your huge cock pounding is making your sister visit heaven to live. My sister fucker brother is making me lose everything. Ah, take my pussy juices and get drowned in it.)

    The moment I finished the sentence, interspersed with animal howls of prehistoric nature. My pussy convulsed uncontrollably in all directions. I started spraying out jets of cun juices with my entire body shaking like a frail tee caught in a hurricane.

    The moment the first jet of hot, dense pussy juice thrashed his fervently throbbing cock, my kid brother yelled out like never before. “Oh, didire tor banchod bhaier bichchi gole shob berochche re.” (Oh, Didi, your sister fucker brother’s balls are melting out.”)

    His cock twitched violently and started spurting outbursts of hot, thick. Fierce volleys of man juice hitting the deepest interior of my pussy. This intensified my pleasure a thousand folds making me eject fountains of cum juice with greater volume and ferocity.

    Brother and sister were in ecstasy, ejecting volumes of sexual fluids, drenching each other with wanton glee. He kept hitting the deepest interiors of my pussy with his hot, thick cum volleys. Dollops of pussy juice mixed with his spunk spewed from my convulsing cavity.

    Each ejection made my body shudder unprecedently, draining out every ounce of strength and energy. Though I was not in a state to count, he splattered my insides with at least fifteen volleys of cum cannon. Every hot splash made me spray a fresh bucket of pussy juice.

    Eventually, we were into the last trickles. I fell on his strong, heaving chest like a fallen tree, and he engulfed me tightly in his arms. This was unique that we climaxed together for the first time as I rode him. Ah, the confines of a man’s strong chest and arms after an orgasm is heaven.

    The incessant twitching of a cuming cock inside one’s juice-drenched pussy is immensely gratifying for a woman. My breasts were crushed over his hairy chest. We could hear our hearts beat loudly as our breasts heaved frantically. We were born to fuck each other’s brains out.

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  • Behen ki Mall mein Nangi photoshoot

    Ye lockdown ke waqt ki baat hai. Jab sare mall, cinema, park, sab public place ko band kar diya gaya tha. Main news reporting karta tha iss liye mujhe kahin bhi jaana allowed tha.

    Meri behen Pankhuri ki bohut si fantasy mein se Mall mein nange hokar raat bitane ki thi. Thik lockdown se pehle ek din woh nangi hokar sirf burkhe mein Shopping mall gayi thi. Subah 11 baje se raat 9 baje tak woh waise hi nangi sirf burkhe mein shopping mall mein ghumti rahi.

    Ye mall hamare ghar ke pass hi tha. woh bhi highway par. kaafi bada mall tha. Hamne wahan lingerie ki shopping bhi ki. Wahan 3-4 brand ki lingerie ki dukane thi. Maine apni behen ke liye bohut si lingerie select ki. Maine jaan bhujkar ek se ek sexy lingerie select kar raha tha.

    Dukan par khadi ladkiyon ko maine pehle hi bata diya tha ki woh meri behen hai. Fir humdono jab woh sexy lingerie check kar rahe the toh dukan par sabhi log hamen dekh hass rahe the. Main behen ko chidhakar kehta hun.

    Main: Main apni behen ke liye lingerie le raha hun ye dekh kaar saab kaise hass rahe hai.

    Pankhuri: Toh hasne do. mujhe toh aur maza aa raha hai inhe jalane mein. Ye Bra kaisi hai. ek photo utharo toh zara.

    Woh apne boobs par aise upar hi upar bohut si bra try karti hai. aur main uski photo click karta rehta hun. kya mazza aa raha tha sabko aise chidhane mein. Hum saab brand ki dukan par gaye. aur kuch 2-3 bra aur 1 babydolls wali lingerie kharidi.

    Behen ka toh maan aur bohut se lingerie kharidne ka tha. Aur main unhe bass un sexy lingeries ko apne haantoh se usse pehna chahta tha. Uski in sexy bra panties mein photo utharne ka bohut maan tha.

    Aur ye mauka hamen lockdown ne de diya. Malls sare band ho gaye the. 3 mahino se aise hi sab band tha. Mall par tala lagaya diya gaya tha. Mere ghar ke pass wale mall mein guard koi aur nahi mera dost Ravi tha. Maine pehle hi usse call karke bata diya tha ki Pankhuri ko lekar aunga.

    Electricity bill bachane ke liye mall mein light on nahi rehti thi. Bass main gate par hi CCTV aur light hoti thi. Guard bass check karne ke liye light on karte the. Maine pehle Ravi ko raat mein aane ki baat kahi. Toh usne din mein hi Pankhuri ko lekar aane ki baat kahi.

    Raat mein light on karne par shak ho sakta tha. Main Ravi ki baat maan gaya.

    Main: Pankhuri, Ravi ne kaha hai din mein mall aane ko. Kya bolti ho challen kya?

    Pankhuri: Waah bhai. Meri toh kab se fantasy hai mall mein nude hokar ghumne ka. Kitna maza ayega na.

    Pankhuri to ab din mein bina kapdo ke Mall mein ghumane ke baare sun kar hi khushi se jhoom uthi. Ravi bhi behen ko dubra nanga dekne ke liye tadap raha tha. Resort mein behen ke saath usne jo masti ki thi uske baad woh Pankhuri se nahi mila tha.

    Main subah subah hi Pankhuri ko mall mein lekar aa gaya. Kuch subah ke 7:00 baje ka waqt tha. Pankhuri ne ab bhi sirf burkha hi pehna huya tha. Ravi ne jaise hi hamen dekha usne hameen piche service door se aane ko kaha. Usne pehle hi usse khol rakha.

    Main jaldi se bike gali mein chupakar park kardi. Pankhuri ke piche ke darwaze se mall ke ander le aaya. Maine service door under se band kar di taki koi idhar se na aa sake. Mall mein pura sanata tha. bina logon ke woh pura sunsaan sa lag raha tha. hamaren chalne ki bhi awaz aa rahi thi.

    Pankhuri khushi se daudti hui mall mein ghumne lagi. Mall mein 4 floor the. Usse toh pehle bachi hui lingerie try karni thi.

    Pankhuri: Chalo na Bhaiya. Us din jo lingerie bach gayi thi unhe apne haaton se mujhe pehnaoge na. Main aaj apki lingerie model ban kar photoshoot karwayungi.

    Lingerie ki woh dukane 3rd floor par thi. Hum sidiyon se hote huye 3rd floor par pahunch gaye. Woh jaise hi dukan ki aur janne lagi. Maine usse piche se rok liya.

    Main: Pankhuri ruko toh zara.

    Aur piche se uske burkhe ko ek jhatke mein uske badan se utar kar sidiyon se niche ground floor par phek diya. Behen puri tarah nangi hokar mall mein khadi thi.

    Main: Ab in kapdo ka kya kaam. aaj mall mein tumhe aise hi nangi hokar ghumna hai.

    Pankhuri sharmane ke jagah aur khush ho jaati hai. Khushi se nangi hi nachti hui lingerie ki dukan par janne lagti hai. Maine pehle hi camera set kar diya tha. taki uski video record kar sakun

    Ravi ne master key bhi mujhe de diya tha. Hum subase pehle Zivame ki shop par jaate hai. Maine jabse Zivame ki site par sexy lingerie pehne models ko dekha tha, tab se Pankhuri ko unhi ki tarah lingerie mein photoshoot karne ka soch liya tha. Aaj jakar woh kwahish puri hone wali thi.

    Maine sabse pehle usse Marsmallow wali Pink bra aur panty apne haantoh se pahnaya. Pankhuri ke gore badan par woh bra panty kya lag rahi thi. Maine usse model ki tarah lingerie mein hi catwalk karte huye sidiyon tak aane ko kaha.

    Aur uski video banane laga. Pankhuri fir wahin let kar pose dene lagi. Maine alag pose mein kabhi diwar ke sahare toh kabhi zameen per Pankhuri ki photoshoot kiya. Aise bohut sare lingerie ke set maine behen ko pehnakar uski photoshoot kiya.

    Fir usse body shapewear pehnaya. Woh itni tight thi ki usse behen ki badan ne jaise nochkar nikalna pada. Behen ko bohut mazza aa raha tha aise photoshoot karwane mein.

    Aisa karte huye hum Jockey aur Shyaway ki dukan par bhi gaye. Wahan ki bhi bohut si sexy bra aur panty main behen ko pehnayi.

    Fir hum bagal mein Clovia ki dukan par gaye. Wahan bohut si sexy babydoll wali lingerie display mein rakhi thi. Main usme se ek sexy si transparent wali babydoll choose ki.

    Main: Dekho na Pankhuri ye kaisi hai.

    Pankhuri: Bhai, isme toh saab kuch bahar dikhega.

    Main: Ye ek honeymoon wali babydoll lingerie hai. Aao na tumhe apne haaton se pehnayun isse.

    Fir kya tha Pankhuri bilkul model ki tarah lag rahi thi. Us babydoll mein behen puri doll ki tarah hi lag rahi thi. usne jo transparent panty pehni thi usse uski choot saaf dikh rahi thi. Aur uski boobs aur dono nipple bhi.

    Kya lag rahi thi Pankhuri. Maine Pankhuri ki bohut si tanver uthai aur Pankhuri ko dikhaya.

    Pankhuri: Bhai kya mast dikh rahi main isme. Kitni sexy lag rahi hun na. Models isse kaise pehnkar photoshoot karwati hongi. Photographers ko toh sab kuch dikh jata hoga.

    Main usse ab wohi lingerie pehne sidiyon se utarne ko kehne laga. Kya mast video bani thi uski. Pankhuri usi transparent si lingeie mein 2nd floor tak ajati hai. Main uski babydoll wali dress mein kuch photo Ravi ko bhej deta hun.

    Ravi turat Video call karta hai aur Pankhuri ko dekhne lagta hai. Pankhuri Ravi ko dekh kar khuss ho jati hai. Pankhuri ab usse bhi mall ke andar aane ko invite karti hai. Par bechara 1:00 baje se pehle andar nahi aa sakta tha. Usse sirf do bar inspection karne ke liye gate kholna allowed tha.

    Fir Pankhuri ki nazar wahan par ek Gold jwellery ki dukan par padti hai. Fir kya tha woh turant apni ligerie utar kar phek deti hai. Main usse wapas se pack kar dukan mein rakh kar aa jata hun.

    Jaise mein wapas aata hun. toh kya dekta hun. behen ne apne nange jism par sirf Gold ki jwellery lapet rakhi hai. Apne kamar par ek kamarband. jo ki uski choot tak latak raha tha. Aur uski dono nipples par ek ek jwellery se bra jaise bana liya tha.

    Behen ki iss madmast andaz mein photoshoot karta hun. Fir kya tha kuch deer aise hi alag alag dukan par jakar kuch chizen try karte hai. Behen ab mere kapde bhi utar deti hai aur mere kapde lekar bhagne lagti hai.

    Main bhi uske piche bhagta hun. behen nangi hokar mall mein daud rahi hoti hai. Behen ki woh uchalti hui chuchiyan. Uska woh nanga badan mujhe pagal kar raha tha. Main kisi tarah usse pakad leta hun.

    Jis dukan par woh rukti hai woh ek footwear ki dukan thi. Behen ab ek footwear ki dukan par jaati hai aur ek pencil hill wali sandel pehen leti hai. Behen ke badan par kuch nahi tha bas woh sandel mein catwalk karti hai.

    Aise hi alag alag chizen try karte karte dophar ho jaati hai. Main dekta hun niche gate kholkar Ravi andar aa rah hota hai. Main Pankuri ko Ravi ke pass janne ko kehta hun.

    Ravi sidiyon ke pass pahuncta hai. Pankhuri puri nangi hokar bas woh sandel pehne sidiyon ke upar se niche utarti hui Ravi ki aur aati hai. Ravi bas uske badan ko ektak dekhta rehta.

    Pankhuri Ravi ke pass jaati hai. “Thanks, Ravi,” bolkar usse gale laga leti hai. Behen nangi hi uske badan se lipat jaati hai. Fir agle hi pal Ravi ke bhi saare kapde Pankhuri utar phekti hai.

    Main: Ravi, yaar chalo na bohut bhook lagi hai kuch khakar atte hai pehle.

    Pankhuri: Main hun na. Mujhe nahi khaoge kya. Main tum dono ki bhuk mita dungi.

    Ye sun humdono ko aur josh chad jaata hai. Hum dono ka lund khada ho jaata hai. Ab toh Pankhuri ki chudai ka waqt aa chuka tha.

    Ravi: Haan Pankhuri aaj toh tumhe iss mall mein aise hi nanga ghumma ghummar khaiyenge.

    Aur aisa kehte huye woh behen ko goad mein utha leta hai. Meri nangi behen Ravi ke goad mein machal rahi thi. Woh sidiyon se chalte huye 4th floor par behen ko le jata hai. Jahan par dinning area thi.

    Woh pankhuri ko ek table par leta deta hai. kya nazra tha woh behen itne bade mall mein nangi table par aise khulle mein leti hui thi. Pankhuri abhi bhi woh sandel pehne huye thi.

    Main ab recording karne laga aur Ravi Pankhuri ke nange jism par toot pada. Woh dono haaton se uski chuchiyon ko daba daba kar chus raha tha.

    Behen siskiyan leti hui moan karne lagi. Ravi dheere dheere uske navel ko kiss karta hui. Pankhuri ki gori chikni choot par kiss karne laga. Behen ke badan mein jaise aag si lag jaati hai.

    Pankhuri: Aah! Ravi, chaat khao na meri choot. Uff dekho na kitni pyassi hai ye. Iski ye pyass bhuja do na.

    Fir kya tha. woh paglon ki tarah behen ki choot ko chatne laga. Kabhi usse dantoh se katta toh kabhi apne jeeb se usse undar tak chaat jaata. Behen ab jor jor se chilati hui moan kar rahi thi. uski awaz mall mein gunj rahi thi.

    Mujhe apne behen ki aise chudai dekh bohut maza aa raha tha. Uff Pankhuri kaise chilla rahi thi. Agle hi pal Ravi ne apna mota lund behen ki choot mein daal diya aur jor jor se uski thokai karne laga.

    Behen ab buri tarah machal rahi thi. Uski moan aur tez ho gayi. woh chilla chilkar Ravi se chudwa rahi thi. Behen ko aise chudte dekh mujhse bhi raha nahi gaya.

    Main: Ravi, mujhe bhi apni behen ki chudai karne ka mauka do. Aao na Pankhuri tumhe bhi apne lund ki sawari karwata hun.

    Fir kya tha. Meri behen mere lund par madmast ho uchal uchal ka chud rahi thi. Woh jitna chillati usse chodne mein utna mazza atta.

    Ravi: Chaalo ne usse aise goad mein chodte huye mall mein ghumate hai.

    Main aisa hi karta hun. Usse goad mein utha leta hun. woh ab bhi mere lund par uchal kar chudwa rahi thi. Usse aise hi main sidiyon par le jata hun. Fir usse wahin Sidiyon par humdono chodte hai. Uski chudai ki video record ho rahi thi.

    Main: Ravi isse gate ke pass le jar kar chodne ka bohut maan hai. wahan CCTV to nahi hai na.

    Ravi: Toh le challo na kuch nahi hai. Abhi lunch time hai CCTV sab band kar diya hai. Isse toh gate ke bahar hi le chalte hai.

    Main: Bolo na meri pyari kutiya chalogi na road par chudwane?

    Pankhuri: Haan le chalo na bahar. main aap dono ki kutiya hi hun. Jo kahoge saab manungi.

    Fir kya tha humdono usse kutiya ki tarah gate tak le jatee hai.

    Ravi: Chal meri kutiya bahar chaal. Dekh aaj kaise tujhe road par chodte hai.

    Pankhuri apne ghutno ke bal puri nangi ho gate ke bahar jaane lagti hai. Kya nazara tha woh. Hum teeno ab nange hokar mall ke bahar the. Mall ke bahar gate par hi behen ki chudai challu hoti hai.

    Hum usse piche se kutiya ki tarah chodne lagte hai. Ek haath se uke ballon ko pakadte hai. aur ek haath uski kamar par thi. Kya thukai ho rahi thi uski.

    Woh resort par chudai ki yaad aa gayi. Hum baari baari se usse usse waise hi chodte hai. Fir Pankhuri ki nazar bahar banane phavare par padti hai. Phavara band tha par wahan pani tha.

    Pankhuri ko ab kahan hosh tha ki woh mall ke bahar hai. fir kya tha Pankhuri phavare ke pani mein jakar lotpot honne lagti hai. Hum bhi usse piche piche Pani mein aa jaate hai. Fir ussi gande paani mein Pankhuri ki chudai karte hai.

    Ravi: Saali puri kutiya hi hai teri behen, Rajeev. Dekho na kaise iss gande pani mein chudwa rahi hai.

    Aisi baate sun Pankhuri aur madmast ho jaati hai. Fir achanak hamein ek gaadi ki awaz aati hai. Hum daar jaate hai. aur jaldi se Pankhuri ko ander le jaate hai.

    Ravi gate band kar deta hai. Hamare badan par ab bhi woh ganda pani aur kechad laga tha. Pankhuri ab bhi mere goad mein thi. woh buri tarah machal rahi thi.

    Main: Dekho na Pankhuri tumare badan par mail lag gaya hai. Challo na isse saaf kar dete hai.

    Pankhuri: Haan bhai le chalo na apni nangi behen ko washroom mein. Main kabse boys washroom mein nahana chahti thi.

    Ravi: Le chalo Rajeev. Aaj isse Boys washroom mein nehlate hai. Aaj iski Wasshroom mein hi jaam kar chudai karente hai.

    Hum ab usse Boys washroom mein le jatte hai.

    Wahan par Pankhuri ko bicho bich khada kar dete hai. Aur dono ek ek pani ki pipe lekar uss par paani dalne lagte hai. Woh aur madhosh ho uthti hai. Aaj uski ek aur khwaish puri ho rahi thi. Fir Pankhuri pipe lekar hampar paani dalne lagti hai.

    Main: Waah kaavi socha nahi tha ki aise kabhi holi khelenge hum. Kyun Pankhuri kaisa lag raha hai aise holi khelne mein.

    Pankhuri: Kass kabhi road par aise holi khel paati. Meri ye kwaish kab puri hogi.

    Ravi: Baap re kaisi khatarnak fantasy hai yaar Pankhuri tumhari.

    Kuch deer aise nahane ke baath Ravi hammen towel deta hai. aur hum saab ek dusre ko saaf kardete hai. Ab lunch time khatam hone wala tha. Ravi daud kar jaata hai aur apni dress pehen kar bahar gate par khada ho jata hai.

    Pankhuri ab bhi nangi thi. ab woh apna burkha khojene lagti hai.

    Pankhuri: Bhai mere kapde kahan hai?

    Main: Kyun kya karogi kapdo ka? Challo na aise hi bike par tumhe le chalta hun.

    Pankhuri: Le chalo fir, mera toh kab se maan hai.

    Main: Waah Pakka. le challon?

    Pankhuri: Mazzak maat karo. Meri woh burkha la do na niche se.

    Main: Tumhi jakar laao na maan thak gaya hun.

    Aur aisa kehkar main apni dress pehene leta hun. Pankhuri ab waise hi nangi hokar niche jaati hai aur apna burkha khojti hai. Par woh usse nahi milta.

    Pankhuri: Hey bhagwan main kya karungi ab? Hum ghar kaise jayenge?

    Main: Dekho bhagwan bhi yahi chahte hai ki tum aise hi nangi hokar ghar challo.

    Uska woh burkha maine hi chupa diya tha. Main apne haaton se usse woh burkha pehnata hun. Aur fir piche ke darwaze se bahar nikaal atte hai.

    Pankhuri Ravi ko call kar thanks bolti hai. Aur fir hum bike par beth kar chale jate hun. Raste mein woh mujhse kehti hai.

    Pankhuri: Bhai, burkha nahi milta toh kya sach mein mujhe nangi bike par betha kar laate kya? kaise lagega na aise road par nangi hokar bike mein ghumne me.

    Main: Haan tum kaho toh abhi le chalta hun.

    Main usse park ke raste lekar jaane lagta hun. Park bhi pura sunsaan pada tha lockdown ki wajah se. Pankhuri mujhe dekhti hai aur main usse par koi kuch nahi kehta. Main samaj gaya tha ki age Pankhuri kya soch rahi thi.

    Toh iss tarah Pankhuri ki mall mein nangi photoshoot karwane ki fantasy puri hui. Par mujhe pata tha ki aisi bohut si public place hai jahan par woh apni nangi photoshoot karwana chahti hai.

    Pankhuri ki ye fantasy apko kaisi lagi comment mein jarrur batayen. Next story main padhiye Pankhuri ki agli fantasy ke bare mein.

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  • Bewafa biwi ne cuckold banaya – Part 1

    Hi, main Debashish odisha se hu. 46 years ka hu, aur bank mein job karta hu. Bahut shant swabhav ka malik hu, apne kaam se kaam rakhne wala. Ghar mein mere meri wife Devika 41 years, bahut sundar figure aur cute face ki malkin hai.

    Bilkul South actress ki tarah baal lambe hai. Body thodi moti hai, par zyada nahi. Bhare hue badan wali hai. Badi gaand aur bade boobs hai. Ghar mein hamare 5 members hai. Mere papa jo ki 71 years ke hai, aksar baahar rehte hai. Mera beta Arun 19 saal ka hai, aur college mein padhta hai.

    Sabse pyari meri Rosni beti, jo ki hostel mein padhti hai, 18 years ki hai. Chutti mein kabhi-kabhaar ghar aati hai. Main subha 9 baje ghar se nikal jaata hu, aur shaam ko 7 baje aata hu. Hamara ghar do manzila hai. Ground floor pe 4 kamre, aur first floor pe 3 kamre bane hue hai.

    Hum dono ka kamra ground floor pe hai. Side mein drawing room hai, jahan pe tv laga hua hai. Kitchen aur pooja ghar doosri side mein hai. Beech mein seediya jo ki upar ke kamre ki taraf jaane ke liye hai. Upar Arun aur uske dada ji ka kamra hai. Side mein ek room hai, jo guest logon ke liye hai.

    Baat tab ki hai, jab mera beta football team mein select ho gaya state level pe. Jab wo 12 din ke liye tour par tha. Devika apne bete ko bahut pyar karti hai. Dono maa bete bahut hi close hai dost ki tarah. Bhale hi Arun mujhse apni baatein share nahi karta, aur apni maa se kehta hai. Lekin jab tour ki baat aayi, to Devika dukhi ho gayi apne bete se door hote hue.

    Arun ne Devika ko mana liya. Shaam ko apni behan ko bhi phone karke bata diya, ki main select ho gaya hu, aur 2 din ke baad tour pe jaunga. Raat ko hamne dinner kiya aur papa ke liye upar kamre mein khaana de kar Devika chali aayi.

    Main drawing room mein baith kar tv dekh raha tha. Devika bartan dho kar aayi, aur mere paas baith gayi. Thodi udaas si thi wo.

    Maine poocha: Kya hua baby, itni udas kyun ho?

    Devika: Tum kya jaano bete ki judai. Agar ek din bhi bete ko naa dekhu, to mujhe chain nahi milta.

    Maine bola: 12 din ki hi baat hai, fir chala aayega.

    Fir maine use manane ke liye baahon mein liya, aur kiss karne laga. Devika bhi mera sath dene lagi. Fir hum dono bedroom mein aa gaye, aur zabardast chudai ki. Meri sex life bahut achi thi. Hafte mein 2 ya 3 baar chudai karte the hum. Devika ko normal sex hi pasand tha. Wo zyada pooja-path karne wali normal biwi thi. Mujhe kabhi aisa nahi laga ki meri biwi kabhi mujhe dhokha degi.

    Fir wo din bhi aa gaya jab mera beta subha hi jaane ke liye nikla tour pe. Uski college ki gaadi aa gayi. Devika ne aarti ki, aur uske baad Arun chala gaya. Mujhe bhi bura laga par bete ki khwaish thi ki footballer bane. Jaise-taise 12 din beet gaye pata nahi chala. Last din ke match mein Arun select ho gaya. Humko bahut khushi hui.

    Phone pe wo apni maa ko bata raha tha kis tarah game khela. Main paas mein baitha sun raha tha.

    Fir Devika ne poocha: Kab aa rahe ho?

    Arun ne bola: Raat ke 11 baj jayenge.

    Dono maa-bete phone pe baat karte rahe.

    Maine bola: Baat karti rahogi ya khaana bhi lagaogi? Bhookh lagi hai.

    Devika fir call cut karke kitchen mein chali gayi, aur mere liye khaana serve karne lagi. Main khaane laga. Devika papa ko bhi khaana deke chali aayi. Jab papa ko khaana khila kar aayi, to main khaana khatam kar chuka tha. Fir wo khaana khaane lagi. Khaane ke baad wo bete ka intezaar karne lagi.

    Theek 11:15 ko hamare ghar ke saamne ek gaadi ruki. Devika jaldi-jaldi door kholne chali gayi thi, ki bell baji. Door khola to Arun aa gaya tha. Devika ne Arun ko baahon mein bhar liya, aur rone lagi.

    Arun ne bola: Maa tumhe to khush hona chahiye main select ho gaya.

    Jab hath pakad ke andar laane lagi, to Arun bola: Ruko maa mere do dost bhi aaye hai, Karan aur Rocky. Wo dono bhi select hue hai. Hum teeno ek hi team mein hai. 7 din ke baad hamari city mein sab matches hai. Ye dono door gaon se hai, to hamare yaha rahenge.

    Maine bola: Ye toone acha kiya. Ye bechare kaha rehte jaa-jaa ke. Unko bula la andar.

    Fir Arun baahar chala gaya, aur dono ko bula laaya andar. Jab maine dono ko dekha, to dono bahut kaale the. Gathila badan, bilkul nigro ki tarah. Dono Devika ko aankhen phaad ke dekh rahe the. Un dono ka dekhne ka nazariya theek nahi laga tha mujhe. Ye sab dekh ke ajeeb laga. Jab meri nazar aur un dono ki nazre mili, to dono ne sar jhuka liya.

    Devika ne poocha khaane ke baare mein, to Arun ne bola: Hum baahar se khaa ke aaye hai. Hum sone jaa rahe hai, bahut thakawat hai.

    Deb: Ok beta, jao apne kamre mein, aur dono ko guestroom ki chaabi de dena.

    Arun: Ok papa, goodnight.

    Ye bol ke Arun upar chala gaya. Peeche-peeche Karan aur Rocky bhi chale gaye. Hum apne kamre mein aa gaye. Jab bed pe lete hue the, to Devika boli-

    Devika: Suniye ji, mujhe kuch acha nahi laga uske doston ko dekh kar. Kaise mujhe ghoor rahe the.

    Deb: Dekho Devika, wo dono gaon ke hai. Kabhi itni sundar aurat dekhi nahi hogi. Isliye dekh rahe the.

    Devika: Aap mujhe sone ke jhaad pe mat chadhao. Main jaanti hu kitni sundar hu.

    Deb: Tum to abhi bhi mast ho, sexy ho.

    Devika: Mujhe pata hai main kitni sexy hu.

    Deb: Ek baat poochu dear?

    Devika: Poocho.

    Deb: Main tumhe khush to rakh paata hu na? Mera matlab sex se hai. Jo khushi tumko chahiye, de paata hu ya nahi?

    Devika: Ye kaisa sawaal pooch rahe ho? Maine kabhi aap se shikayat ki in 22 saalon mein? Jaise bhi hai, aap mere liye hai. Ab 12 baj gaye hai, subha bahut kaam hai, so jaiye.

    Deb: Ok dear, good night.

    Subha jab meri aankh khuli to dekha Devika kitchen mein thi, aur naashta bana rahi thi. Main bathroom mein ghus gaya. Fir fresh hoke dining table pe baitha. Devika naashta parosne lagi.

    Maine poocha: Un teeno ne naashta kar liya?

    Devika:  Nahi, subha uthte hi teeno maidan mein khelne gaye hai. Practice ke liye.

    Deb: Oh, to main chalta hu. Office mein late ho jaunga. Ok dear.

    Fir bye bol ke main chala gaya. Shaam ko 7 baje jab main ghar wapas aaya to dekha drawing room mein teeno tv dekh rahe the. Main apne kamre mein gaya, aur dress change karne laga.

    Devika aayi aur boli: Suniye ji, Arun ke doston ko chicken bahut pasand hai. Kal aate wakt chicken le aana.

    Deb: Theek hai, kal le aaunga.

    Ye bol ke main bathroom mein ghus gaya. Fir fesh ho kar baahar nikla, aur Devika se chai maangi. Fir main chai peene laga. Devika dinner ki taiyaari kar rahi thi. Main apne kamre mein computer pe kaam karne laga. Fir 9 baje sab khaana khaane baith gaye table pe.

    Devika pehle papa ko khaana dene chali gayi. Fir humko khaana parosne lagi. Jab Devika khaana paros rahi thi, pallu thoda gir gaya, aur Rocky ki nazar seedhe Devika ke blouse pe gayi.

    Ek tak aankh phaade dekh raha tha wo. Jab maine dekha to nazar neeche kar li. Sab khaana khaa kar apne-apne kamre mein chale gaye. Main intezaar karne laga ki Devika sab kaam khatam karke room mein aaye. Aadhe ghante baad Devika aayi. Main aaj bahut mood mein tha kyunki Rocky ka dekhne ka nazariya mujhe kuch alag maza laga. Bedroom mein aate hi main Devika par toot pada.

    Devika: Arre mujhe thoda saans lene to do. Itne utaawle kyun ho?

    Main bola: Ek baat bolu dear? Ye Rocky tumhe aankh phaad ke dekhta rehta hai.

    Devika: Main jaanti hu, isiliye main bol rahi thi ki mujhe acha nahi laga. Ab chhodho, bas 4 din ki baat hai.

    Deb: Jaldi se meri baahon mein aa jao darling.

    Ye bol ke main kiss karne laga, aur jaisa hamara normal sex hota hai chudai karke sone lage. Mujhe jaldi hi neend aane lagi, aur main so gaya. Subha 7 baje jab utha, to wo teeno chale gaye the practice karne ke liye. Main fresh ho kar jab Devika ke paas kitchen mein gaya, to wo thoda upset thi.

    Maine poocha: Kya hua dear? Kyun udas ho?

    Devika: Kuch nahi ji.

    Ye bol ke wo apna kaam karne lagi. Pehli baar mujhe kuch aisi feeling aayi ki Devika mujhse kuch chhupa rahi thi. Ho naa ho kuch to hua tha. Aur mujhe pata karna tha, ki Devika kya chhupa rahi thi. Naashta karke main office chala gaya.

    Office mein aaj mann nahi lag raha tha. Main yahi sab soch raha tha, ki kya kar rahi hogi Devika. Kyun udaas thi. Aaj raat baat karunga. Jab 7 baje, to main office se nikla. Raaste mein maine chicken khareed liya, aur ghar aa gaya. Devika ne khaana banaya, aur sab ko bulane lagi dinner ke liye. Arun tv dekh raha tha.

    Main bola: Jaa beta apne doston ko bula ke laa, khaana ready ho gaya hai.

    Main fir hath muh dho kar baith gaya. Wo teeno neeche aaye, aur baith gaye. Devika khaana parosne lagi. Aaj khamoshi se sab khaana khaane lage. Mujhe kuch ajeeb laga ki Arun apni maa se bahut baat karta tha, aur wo bhi silently khaa raha tha.

    Koi baat to hui thi. Ya sirf main hi nahi jaanta tha, aur baaki sab jaante the. Teeno jaldi-jaldi khaana khaa kar upar chale gaye. Unke jaane ke baad main bola-

    Deb: Kya hua Devika? Kuch baat hui kya tumhare aur Arun ke beech mein? Dono baat nahi kar rahe ho.

    Devika: Aisa kuch nahi hai.

    Deb: Sach bolo dear, mujhse kuch chhupa rahi ho?

    Devika: Agar gussa nahi karoge to bataungi.

    Deb: Maine kabhi tumhe kuch kaha hai kya?

    Devika: Mujhe darr lag raha hai. Agar aap gussa karenge to.

    Deb: Nahi karunga baba, ab bolo.

    Devika: Jab tum office mein the, to main chai leke upar gayi thi. Ye teeno baith kar smoke aur drinks kar rahe the. Main ye sab dekh kar bahut gussa hui, aur Arun ko bhi gaaliyan di. Us time se Arun ne baat nahi ki. Bas itna hi.

    Deb: Dekho dear, ab hamara beta jawan ho raha hai. Use bhi mann karta hoga enjoy karne ka apni life. Arun khud samajhdaar hai. Acha bura jaanta hai. Tum khaa-m-kha pareshan ho rahi ho.

    Devika: Aap theek keh rahe hai.

    Dev: Ab tum jaldi se khaana khaa ke aa jao. Hum maze karenge.

    Ye keh kar main apne kamre mein chala gaya. Aadhe ghante baad Devika aayi, aur bed pe baithi. Wo kuch soch rahi thi.

    Deb: Kya hua hai Devika? Kya soch rahi ho?

    Devika: Kuch nahi ji, aaj bahut thak gayi hu isliye.

    Deb: Ok kal maze karenge.

    Ye bol ke main sone laga. Par aisa lag raha tha jaise ki Devika kuch pareshan si thi, aur mujhe theek se bata nahi rahi thi. Kya hua hoga? Agar drinks ki baat hoti to itna zyada pareshan nahi hoti. Mujhse kuch chhupa to nahi rahi thi?

    Yahi sab soch ke main kab so gaya pata nahi chala. Fir main raat ko pyaas lagi to paani peene ke liye utha. Maine dekha time 2 baj gaye the. Side mein ek chhote table pe paani ka jug dhoondha to mil gaya. Fir paani piya, aur jab sone laga to left side Devika so rahi thi.

    Maine jab apna hath badhaya uske maathe ko choone ke liye, to dekha ki side mein koi nahi tha. Mujhe laga shayad bathroom gayi hogi Devika. Ye soch kar main sone laga. Par jab 10 minutes ho gaye, aur Devika nahi aayi, to main utha, aur bathroom mein check karne gaya.

    Bathroom khaali tha. Fir main sochne laga kaha gayi thi wo. Aur wo bhi raat ke 2 baje. Kabhi aisa nahi hua tha meri life mein. Mere dimag mein ek khayaal aaya, ki kahi papa ke paas to nahi gayi. Papa ki tabiyat kharaab thi isliye gayi hogi. Maine socha main dekh ke aata hu papa kaise hai.

    Yahi sochte hue main upar jaa raha tha. Jab main papa ke kamre mein pahuncha, aur door khola, to papa gehri neend mein so rahe the. Jab door band karke peeche muda, to Arun ke kamre ki taraf guestroom se kuch awaaze aane lagi Khilkhila kar hasne ki. Fir mera dimag chakra gaya, ki guestroom mein kya kar rahi thi Devika.

    Jaise-jaise mere kadam us kamre ki taraf badh rahe the, awaaz utni hi nazdeek aa rahi thi. Jab kamre ke paas pahuncha to door andar se band tha. Awaaz usi mein se aa rahi thi. Main andar dekhne ka koi raasta dhoondhne laga. Shayad koi aisi jagah mil jaye ki main kuch dekh saku.

    Meri kismat kharaab thi, ki koi raasta nahi mila. Tanki ki side pe ek skylight tha, jo upar tha. Main sochne laga kaise main andar dekh saku. Mera dil dhadak raha tha, ki kya kar rahe the ye andar. Balcony mein dekha to ek chhoti chair thi.

    Fir main dheere se chair utha kar laaya, aur tanki ke upar chadh gaya. Waha main chair daal kar baith gaya, aur andar jhaankne laga. Andar ka scene dekh kar socha, ye kya ho raha hai mere ghar mein raat ke 2 baje. Devika aur Arun ek taraf, aur Rocky aur Karan doosri taraf carrom khel rahe the. Sab hassi mazaak kar rahe the.

    Wo neeche baithe hue the, aur jo carrom board Arun ke kamre mein tha, use laa kar khel rahe the. Par jab mera dhyan bed pe gaya, to dekha ki jo guestroom ke bed pe bedsheets thi, wo bahut hi kharaab hui thi. Silwate bahut padi hui thi. Side mein kapde bhi pade hue the.

    Lag raha tha jaise un dono ne kapde yaha-waha fenk diye ho. Teeno boxer pehne hue the. Devika nighty pehne hue thi. Main aadhe ghante tak dekhta raha. Jab un logon ka game khatam hone laga to main neeche utar gaya, aur apne kamre mein chala aaya. Main aake sone ki acting karne laga. 7 minute baad Devika aayi, aur bed pe let gayi.

    Meri aankhon mein se neend gayab ho gayi thi. Main soch raha tha ki Devika kuch to chhupa rahi thi. Achanak yaad aaya ki main jab Devika ko sex ke liye bola to wo thak gayi hu boli thi. Us time to wo saree mein thi. Ye nighty kab change ki? Kahi Devika mujhe dhokha to nahi de rahi thi?

    Mujhe pata karna hoga. Mere mann mein ajeeb-ajeeb khayaal aane lage. Game ka bahana le kar wo dono kuch kar to nahi rahe Devika ke sath jisse Arun nahi jaanta ho. Mujhe pata karna hoga aakhir ye maajra kya tha.

    Next part mein bataunga ki aage kya hota hai. Kya Devika ka sex  ka chakkar tha,bya mere aankhon ka dhokha.

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  • My hot, innocent mother Laila – Part 1

    What a sweet morning at the Sharma residence. The birds were squeaking, people were off to work and the light touch of sunshine slowly called Laila to rise from her sleep.

    Laila Sharma is a mother like no other. She is married for almost 20 years and has a naughty son of the same age. She’s mesmerizing and is sweeter than pure honey itself. Her long hair falls to her waist and her eyes show innocence. She is always playful as she uses her thick juicy lips to pout, giggle, and smile. Like a traditional Indian mom, she wears sarees and salwar suits. It’s because of her notorious son, she was convinced to wear clothes that fit her too tightly. Hence, her sarees fall to the waistline showing her deep navel to the world, and her blouse clings to her huge milky boobs.

    Laila’s boobs have never stopped growing which is why she makes every woman around her jealous. Her milk production has also never ceased in 20 years as even today she lets her adult son Adit secretly enjoy her breastmilk whenever he pleases!

    Her family’s happiness is everything to her, so she succumbs to all their wishes and sometimes, to the wishes of raunchy people as well. She looks at him with her pleasing motherly eyes as he sucks her heavy round breasts and drinks her delicious overflowing milk. She thinks maybe she should stop wearing bras to give her son easy access to her tits also making it easier to cover up in case his father walks in unannounced. This proves that her astonishingly naive nature, especially towards men, tends to get out of control sometimes.

    Like the other day, Laila was doing her normal household chores and drying her skimpy panties on the outside rack. Suddenly, her black underwear slipped and flew down to the neighbor’s balcony. The neighbor was her dearest friend Kamini who was married to a bald, fat, and arrogant businessman.

    Mr. Chaubey was suspicious and had a huge crush on Laila. She immediately rushed to their house to fetch it and apologize. Then she rang the doorbell and the door opened to reveal Chaubey in his dirty boxers and banyan. She tried to explain the panty situation and saw him hold her underwear between his fingers. He refused to return it as he claimed he had two doubts that proved this panty didn’t belong to her.

    Laila pleaded and joined her hands saying she owned the underwear and would do anything to get it back. After much convincing, he said firstly, that panty’s size was extra large and he didn’t believe Laila’s ass to be that big.

    Then the innocent Laila lifted her salwar and lowered her tight kameez down to her feet! She stood at her cunning neighbor’s doorstep in her lavender-colored thong. Laila twirled toward Chaubey, revealing her two perfectly heart-shaped ass cheeks.

    A thin line of lavender underwear hid her delicate pussy but the shower was hot tight, smooth, and appealing her huge ass was. Chaubey was dying of pleasure as he began sniffing the black pair of panties in his hands and sinking in the aroma of his hot neighbor’s juices.

    She asked if the neighbour was convinced, but received no answer. Laila faced the fat bastard again, crossing her arms and making her milk tankers pop up as he shamelessly took a last sniff of her delicate panty.

    Then Chaubey said: You have convinced me of the size. But the ultimate test is to see if the smell of both these underwear matches.

    Laila sighed a relief and was smart enough to know what Chaubey was asking for. She shyly removed the lavender thong she was currently wearing and gave it to the pervy neighbor.

    Oh, the sight was phenomenal! A decent gullible mother in her tight salwar standing naked from her waist down at her best friend’s doorstep. She never once questioned her act and was oblivious to the fact that her heavenly pussy was naked to anyone who could have strolled by.

    “Ahhh” exclaimed the dirty neighbor licking the last remaining juices off the lavender thong. Laila was curious and asked –

    Laila: Wow Chaubey ji, I didn’t know you liked the taste of chut this much.

    Chaubey had lost himself and without saying a word, he took his finger and rubbed against the innocent mom’s wet pussy. Laila was hit with a train of pleasure but she controlled herself by pushing her neighbour’s fingers away. The fat baldy showed her how wet she was before swallowing a fresh sample of Laila’s cum.

    He threw the black panty toward her and disappeared in an instant. Laila quickly hurried back home and sat calmly for a second. Her breathing was non-stop and her pussy was dripping as if a whole dam of cum had burst inside her. Her gullible nature did not make her feel ashamed. But she was confused with the fact that why was such an encounter so arousing?

    Laila stood up thinking the entire situation was normal and ended up liking Chaubey Ji more.

    Coming back to the present, our sweet mommy awoke from her dreams. She doesn’t like sleeping with clothes on, but on the demands of her husband, she was forced to wear a traditional nightie. She turned to look at her snoring husband and started thinking about their dry marriage.

    Kishore Sharma was a useless corporate worker. He never failed to realize how lucky he truly was to land a bodacious desi wife like Laila. But instead of satisfying her, he worked like a slave at an IT firm, spending hours with his bullying coworkers. Laila’s innocent nature scared Kishore but he was helpless to do anything.

    Laila loved Kishore dearly and made sure she does her duties as a traditional Indian wife should.

    The sound of the alarm clock snapped the desi mother out of her daze and she curled out of bed to start her fun-filled morning!

    ***

    I hope you like this much of story. Stay tuned for the next part. Please send your feedback about the story and suggestions are also welcome. Thanks for reading the story.

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  • Roshini – An affair to remember

    Hello, ISS readers. My name is Bilal. This story is about the complicated relationship I had with my ex-girlfriend Roshini.

    This happened 4 years back when I was 25, and Roshini was 23. We met at an IT company. It was Roshini’s first job after college, and she had moved interstate to work here.

    She had joined this company a month before me. She was assigned to help me with my joining formalities, and that’s how we got to know each other. She was from Tamil Nadu, and I was from Karnataka. Since we didn’t speak each other’s native languages, English was our common medium of communication.

    It had been a month, and there was a natural tension between us. Long story short – we had a company outing, and by the end, we became a couple.

    To give you a brief of Roshini, she was 5.7 and lean. She likes to dance and keeps her shape well. She had long hair and a sharp face. She was a pretty girl but not like the models. She had the face of a next-door girl. But carried herself very well.

    While we were in a relationship, we shared details of our past. I was a little narrow-minded at first. I had trouble accepting that she was not a virgin. She had two boyfriends in college and had had sex with both. I had a girlfriend at my college, which ended up in a bad breakup.

    I have been to second base quite often but was still a virgin. I shared this with Roshini as well. Though I was a virgin, I badly wanted to have sex with Roshini. She was staying alone in a small one-bedroom apartment, and I stayed close by in a hostel.

    Eventually, I moved in with her. But I still had my room at the hostel, where I had most of my stuff. After a couple of months into the relationship, I was staying 2-3 nights at her place and the remaining time at my room.

    We used to work night shifts, and we slept during the day. So her landlord didn’t bother me staying there with her as it was mostly mornings.

    The first time I had sex with Roshini is still memorable to me. She had been to her home that weekend and was returning. She asked me to pick her up at the bus stop and take her to her flat. It was pouring rain that night. But I still picked her up on my bike.

    I was about to leave when she offered me to stay at her place that night. I knew this was my night. She wanted to have a shower and asked me if I could order food. I ordered the food and was watching a movie on her laptop.

    Until that night, we had never stayed a night together. But every chance we got, we used to kiss our hearts out. While she was having her shower, the power went off. She asked me to save the laptop charge so we could watch the movie together during dinner.

    I did so and patiently waited. She had taken her change of clothes, and she came out wearing a black T-shirt and a long skirt. She still had a towel over her head. Seeing her in the light of the laptop, I was in love. The food guy called us to say he will not be able to deliver tonight because of the rain.

    This didn’t matter because she already had her dinner, and I was not that hungry. She dried her hair and came sat next to me on the bed and asked which movie to watch. I didn’t have a choice as it was her laptop, and she had her collection of movies. So we picked a random one and started watching.

    It didn’t take long for me to start getting distracted. Every chance I got, I leaned towards her and slid my hands over her legs, playfully lifting her skirt. Then suddenly, she paused the movie and turned towards me. I knew from that look that we would not be watching the movie that night.

    She leaned over me, and we started kissing. The kiss lasted longer than we had kissed anytime before. As we kissed, she had her left hand over my hair. I had my right hand on her back. The kiss was getting more and more wet. Our tongues we playing with each other.

    I had already oozed my precum, and she would have definitely felt my boner.
    Her thighs were running over my boner, and I put into words the ecstasy I was feeling. I pulled her closer to me in an embrace and held both my hands behind her. My left hand was feeling her upper back.

    I moved my right hand to the bottom of her skirt and pulled the up to her knees. And at that moment, she stopped her kissing and lay face down on the bed.
    I asked her if she was alright, and she only gave me a smile through her wet hair. I knew this wasn’t a no.

    I lay on my side and told her she had worn the most dangerous attire on a rainy night and in a power cut. She shook her head more. I slowly got back to her skirt bottom and started sliding them over to her knees. As she was lying face down, her skin glistened over the laptop light.

    His legs felt a little cold as she had taken a shower just then. I didn’t want to spoil the whole surprise right away for me. So I didn’t raise the skirt further up but slid my hands deeper into her thighs. I spread her thighs just enough to have my fingers between them.

    I was reaching the G-spot, and she turned towards me and started kissing again. This time, the kiss was more passionate. I took my hand from between her thighs and slid towards her ass. I could hear her breathing had gone louder. I moved my hand towards her panty and could feel her ass over it.

    I knew I wanted more than that, and I knew she wanted more. I slid my fingers through her panty’s side and reached straight to the centre of her bums. She didn’t expect this, nor had I planned. But things took an immediate turn. She pushed me over and made me lie face up, and she got on top of me.

    I was wearing track pants and a T-shirt. She sat on my hips and reached out to kiss me more. This kiss was vigorous. As she kissed me, she led my hands to her legs. I took the signal and slid her skirt up. My hands were all over her thighs, but I still didn’t get to touch her pussy.

    I pulled her closer to me, reached back again, and slid my fingers through the sides of her panty. I wasn’t planning on this. But in the heat of the moment, I spread her ass cheeks and again touched her ass hole with my middle finger. Her loud breathing turned to a soft moan.

    She was sitting upright until now. But when I touched her, she leaned over to my head and arched backwards, exposing and spreading more of her ass. I took the sign and gently rubbed my fingers over her tight hole up and down. Her moans were getting louder and in rhythm to my finger.

    I stopped sliding my finger and pressed and little at the entrance, and her eyes widened. She gave me a wicked smile and pushed my hands aside. I was a little disappointed, but not for long. Now, it was my turn. She moved down to my knees and slid down my tracks while keeping contact with my eyes.

    The bulge in my briefs was very much visible. She first felt my bulge with both her hands over my briefs. And then, with that same wicked smile, she raised her skirt to her hips and placed her ass right on my bulge. She didn’t take my briefs off, nor did she remove her panty.

    She didn’t put all her weight on me. She adjusted her weight with her knees and touched the tip of her ass in my bulge. I slowly rubbed her ass all the way to her pussy. I was expecting skin contact, but this was wild. The nerves in my dick were twitching.

    I raised my hips to have a stronger feel. But she kept her rhythm, and slowly I faded to that. As she moved like a pendulum, the silence of the night was disturbed again with her loud breaths. And as the breaths went louder, the movements were beginning to pick pace.

    I knew my orgasm was not far away, and I hadn’t even seen her breasts yet. I tried to delay my orgasm to the best I could. But she was too good. I could feel crackers exploding in my brain. I was having feelings I never knew I had. Her loud breaths turned to moans.

    I didn’t know much about female orgasms, but I knew she was also getting close. And for the first time that night, I put my hand over her t-shirt and cupped her breasts. It was like she had been starving for that. She put both her hands over mine and squeezed her breast. She had gone crazy, and so have I.

    I squeezed them hard as she wanted me to. She was panting and jumping on my dick. I knew she was at the edge, and I moved along with her. She squeezed my hands more, and then suddenly, she gasped for air and held my arms and stared, sweating profusely.

    I knew she had her orgasm. But she didn’t stop and gave me a wicked smile again. She kept her motion. She was the director, and all I did was act as she guided me. My briefs were sticky with precum. I wanted a release very badly, but I also loved the feel.

    I knew I was not far from my climax and squeezed her breasts more over her t-shirt. This is when she bent forward and whispered, “Pinch me.” My brain could process, but my hands understood. I stopped squeezing and, with two fingers, pinched her breasts over her t-shirt and bra. It wasn’t enough.

    She took over and guided my fingers right over her nipples. She made me pinch them. She gave me that wicked smile again. She took her hands off mine and let me pinch now. And she slid her hands over her hair and arched backwards. I could now slowly map out her nipples and gave them a really hard pinch.

    She let out a moan, and my climax was reached. I squirted inside my briefs and gasped for air. I felt my life drain along with my climax. I had my best night ever. She knew I had also finished, and she melted to my side and lay there. She slowly took her hand and came over to my brief and felt the wetness of my cum.

    She rubbed her fingers together and felt sticky. She then looked at me and gave a gentle squeeze to my dick. The night was done, and we lay there all sweaty.

    To be continued.

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  • Incest saga – Part 20 (Facing my Sons fury)

    Hello everyone, this is Haritha again. I am 40 years old with stats of 36-30-36. A mom for two horny children. Thank you for reading my series of sexual adventures that I had with my son and neighbour. Also, for the love you showed reading my daughter’s experiences.

    Just wanted to give you a teaser about my daughter. She is studying her second year of engineering and had the stats of 34-28-32. You read how she lost her virginity to her bf Abhay. He introduced her to the pleasure of gangbang by fucking her with his village friends. I read these all from her diary.

    Two days back, I searched for her diary to see if she had any new adventures and found that she had two more in her account, one with her junior and the other with someone from the college. I didn’t get the time to read them. But once I read them, I will be writing them down for you, my loving reader.

    Coming back to where I ended in the previous part. So we were at Akash’s place for a family function, and he licked me and made me give him a blowjob. After all these years, when he fingered me, I recalled when he didn’t know what to do at all.

    I was the one who sat on his face, asking him to pull his tongue out and lick me. I also remembered how his young dick entered my young warm pussy for the first time. The way he moaned when I rode him and hit him while riding. He tried very hard not to cum so soon.

    He did hold till I came on his pussy. Only then he either flooded my pussy or my mouth. I was recalling all of those while my son was fucking my pussy. Those memories made me hot, and my pussy was ready for action. I asked my son to stop and made him lie down.

    I sucked his dick clean from all my pussy juices. I sucked it till it was all sloppy with my saliva and then mounted it in reverse cowgirl. I had never tried this before. But I kept on moaning as I sat on his dick. I supported myself with my hands on the bed and asked my son to pound my wet pussy hard.

    My son placed his hands on my boobs and started to fuck me while I was moving my ass down. My son started to press my boobs and asked me, “What’s going on between you and Akash, bitch? From when it started?” I was moving on his dick, still moaning.

    I responded to him, “It was long back. When you were born, he was the one who quenched my pussy itch while your dad was away.” Listening to his mom’s sex adventure turned him so hot.

    He began to fuck with high speed and said, “So bitch tell me, did me and my sis were born to our father or someone else seeds?” I got very angry as he didn’t trust me. I pulled his dick out and got down from the bed.

    I pointed my finger at my son and said, “Mind your words, Shyam. I was loyal to your dad until I saw you fucking your sister. Only then I longed for your dick. Regarding Akash, it was a one-time thing when I was all alone with you for just a few months, baby. Since I spread my legs for you, you think I am a whore.”

    Shyam got up from the bed and came to me. He placed his hand on the chin and said, “Sorry, Mom, I didn’t mean it that way. I just got lost in my thoughts. I am really sorry, and now, can I continue what I am doing?” I said no and started to move towards the bathroom.

    Shyam pushed me into the bathroom and pinned me against the wall. He spanked my ass and said, “You loved getting fucked rough and hard right slut? That’s why you are making me come after you. I will give you what you want.” He spread my ass cheeks and tried to push his dick into my ass hole.

    I stopped him and tried to move away. He caught my hands, pulled them back, and made me bend forward. I was screaming, “No, use some soap at least. I am so dry there?” He smiled and suddenly became furious.

    He caught my hair and pulled it back, and said, “Did you care when my friends stuck their dry dicks into your shit hole?” He took the jet spray and used it to make my ass hole wet. As the chill water went into my ass hole with that speed, I did nothing but moan. And then he entered my ass hole.

    He held me by my hands at the back and raised me a little, and fucked my ass hole hard and fast. I was screaming and moaning, “ Ah, yes, god, please fuck slowly, you bastard.”

    Hearing my moans, he bit my neck and replied, “Yes, bitch let me show how the bastards fuck the whore.” He pulled out his dick and pushed me down on my knees. Once I was on my knees since he was behind me, he caught my hair and bent my neck front, making my ass raise.

    He entered again in my ass hole and fucked me with my neck pinned down to the washroom floor. I was enjoying his wildness and moaning like a slut as my son continued to destroy my ass hole. He hit my ass hard while fucking making me scream.

    After a long time, I asked him to finish it fast. Then he asked me to beg him to finish. I started to beg him, “Please finish fucking this slutty whore of yours and fill my dirty little shit hole with your thick warm juices.”

    Listening to my words, he started to fuck me faster and filled my ass hole with his seeds. Once down, he gave me a good bath, carried me back to the bed and left me on the bed nude to sleep. I was so tired of all the orgasms that I got in the last two hours. I dozed off to sleep and woke up with a knock on the door.

    It was Akash’s wife, and she came with me. We discussed things like family and children. She was so happy that she had an amazing husband. I thought she had no idea how he was going to have me tonight. I smiled at her, and please wait till I write how we had an amazing session on the terrace with Akash.

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  • Indian housewife mom and cuckold son – Part 1

    My name is Annand and I am from West Bengal, India. I live in the district of South 14 Parganas. Currently, I am 19 years old and studying in 1st year with science as my stream.

    I live with my parents, my father Bikas (50) is a government employee and my mother is a housewife. My father is a very hardworking person who is always busy with his office job during the day and too tired during the night. He is from a big joint family in the town of Diamond Harbor.

    When I was a teen, my grandfather (his father) passed away, and soon there was a feud between brothers for property. My father was forced to move out with a small amount of property. But father was not much worried as he works at a somewhat middle post in his office.

    My mother Sonali (40) on the other hand is a middle-aged religious Indian housewife. She is educated but compared to my father, she did not have a certificate to back up her claim. The reason behind this is that when she was in her second year of biology, her father (my maternal grandfather) passed away. With his passing my mother’s studies were put on a halt. Then the relatives and neighbors pressured my grandmother to find a groom for my mother. And thus ,she was married at the age of 20 while my father was 30. Initially, she refused to marry a guy older than her age, but my father had a government job so nobody listened to her.

    After my mother’s marriage, her studies came to a full stop as her father-in-law did not allow her to go outside much, instead, he insisted that her mother take up religion as a passion and become a devotee of lord shiva. And so she became one. Offering puja to the God became her weekly activity.

    Currently, my mother is 40 years old, but she has maintained her body very well. The genes she comes from are very good and healthy. Let me describe her to you. She is 5’7″ tall, she has a very voluptuous figure of 38-30-34 (I came to know this later). She is slightly brown in color, and her face is very cute. But the most enchanting part of her body is her boobs.

    They were the hopes and dreams of any man she met. And the second most beautiful portion of her body was her two giant buttocks. Her ass was just amazing. They used to swing from left to right whenever she used to walk.

    Kali Babu (1)

    When we were kicked out of our ancestral home by my big uncle, the three of us started living in the town of Sangrampur. My father had to look for a place on short notice. But luckily, one of my father’s colleagues offered to rent his house in Sangrampur. His name was Monty. He lived in Kolkata.

    My mother also wanted to live in Kolkata. But my father insisted that Kolkata was not a safe place as people didn’t care about each other, and besides that, the environment of Kolkata was very unhealthy. But in Sangrampur which was mainly a village with a small town surrounding the railway station, it was very calm and quiet.

    The house was a big one. It had two floors and a relatively big open space in the front. It also had a pond by its side and there were coconut trees surrounding it. The environment was really good. The entire property was surrounded by a big wall which gave it a sense of security. My father still used to travel to Kolkata for office.

    Meanwhile, I was forced to travel by train to get to my college. My college being in Diamond Harbour used to take me 1 hour 20 minutes to travel to every day. Although my father had accepted our fate, I still used to miss my play buddies. And being in a new area, it was very hard for me to make new friends. Also, the passing of my grandfather affected my personality. I used to love my grandfather.

    My father had gotten accustomed to his daily life, my mother was trying her best to adapt herself and I was heartbroken. Our house was 15 minutes away from the railway station in a secluded part of the village. There were not many houses near us.

    Soon after we moved in, one day our neighbor Kali Babu came to meet us. He was a man in his mid-40s, tall, fat, and dark, and he had a huge tummy. He came on a Sunday and greeted my father.

    Kali Babu: So, how did you all end up here?

    Father: Family feud! (chuckles)

    Kali Babu: Ahh! Well, this place is not bad. It is very calm and quiet, nothing much happens here. So, rest assured there will be no feud going on here. There is nothing here worth fighting for. Hehe. So, when will you introduce me to your family?

    Father: Oh right, now! Son, come here and call your mother on the way.

    I was in my room upstairs, studying. Once I heard my father’s call, I hurried downstairs, went to the kitchen, and saw my mother preparing to cook. It was a hot summer day and our house didn’t have any AC. So, all the work had made my mother sweat.

    I called my mother and went to the living room where I saw the man sitting up straight. My father signaled me to touch his feet to show respect. As soon as I did that, he greeted me with a big smile and said that he also had a son who was just 1 year older than me, and I should become friends with him immediately so I would not feel any loneliness.

    Our neighbout also said that his son was also an introvert type like me, he never used to leave the room. He was about to say some more. But at that time, my mother entered the room and as soon as Kali Babu noticed her, he was speechless. Seeing him stop, me and my father also turned around and saw my mother.

    She was in a light yellow saree. But due to her sweat, it was now almost transparent. The pallu was fully transparent and the cloth was glued with her massive cleavage. The massive cleavage was clearly visible. The saree was also stuck with her skin near her belly region and even there were droplets of sweat around her navel.

    Her hair and face were also flustered due to the heat. She almost looked like a sex bomb, like a sex goddess. I had learned about porn from my college friends and they used to describe women like this only exists in fantasy. But here she was my mother in all her glory. Then my father broke the silence by introducing my mother to the man.

    Father: Kali Babu, this is my wife Sonali. Sonali, this is Kali Babu, our neighbor and also a member of the panchayat. He is an important man. Listen, I want you to bring something to eat right now.

    My mother nodded and went inside the house. Kali Babu was still star-stalked. I noticed his eyes. They were the eyes of a hunter who had spotted its new prey. It was the eyes of a hungry wolf who had just now spotted a rabbit.

    After a moment, he came back to his senses and said that she was very pretty and that my father had good taste in women. My father laughed and asked about his family. To this question, Kali Babu became a little quiet. Once the mother came back with some sweets and a glass of sherbet, Kali Babu started.

    Kali Babu: I had a wife but she suddenly passed away 3 years ago. Since then, my son has shut himself from the world. I myself am not doing so well. After my wife’s demise, I became lonely. It’s only me, my son, and our maid Mati. Mati takes care of all the house chores while I do my panchayat duties.

    Mother: This is very sad. It must be so tough for you and your son. I know the pain of losing someone. Well, no fear from today, you and your son are also a part of our family.

    Kali Babu laughed and said: Yes, my son will be glad to have his mother back at least to have someone’s mother figure in his life.

    Mother: I was wondering what I shall do around her. But now that I know you well, I will not be bored anymore. Well Kali Babu, do you guys have any Shiva temples nearby?

    Kali Babu: Yes we do have one. But it is a little far away. It is opposite to the direction to the train station, about 1.5 km from here. There is a big field and the temple resides just at the side of the field. The priest lives nearby. I will let them know of your visit, madam.

    Mother: Thank you! And don’t call me ‘madam’. Call me ‘Sonali’ instead.

    Kali Babu: Well, then how about this, Sonali? Why don’t you all come to our house tonight for dinner? We will get to know each other very well and your son will also make a new friend.

    Mother: Sure then. 7:30 then?

    Kali Babu: Fine by me, well then good day Mr. Bikas and Annand, see you tonight.

    After Kali Babu left, my father congratulated my mother on her behavior.

    He said: He is a member of the panchayat. So, if we keep him happy, we will also be respected around here. That means nobody will try to mess with us. Good going, Sonali.

    Then he turned to me and said: I want you to be a friend of his son as well. If you are with him, then you will also have an easy time here and you will end up with a lot of friends in no time.

    At around 7:30, we went to our neighbor’s house. My father and I were dressed in formals whereas my mother was dressed in a blue saree, with a blue blouse and sandals. The saree was very pretty and it really complemented her figure. We went and knocked on their door. After a few seconds, the door was opened by whom I presume was Mati.

    Mati was also a beauty in her own right. She was 5’6″ tall with a figure of 32-27-32. But she had dark skin. Her boobs were also big like my mom’s, but her ass was inferior to mom’s. Mati was wearing a red saree. She greeted us and took us to the living room. She told us to sit. Very soon, Kali Babu came and joined us. He was wearing a white panjabi.

    Kali Babu: Good evening and welcome to my house. Make yourselves comfortable.

    Kali Babu’s house from the outside was not very spectacular. But from the inside, it clearly showed that he was not a middle-class man. He belonged to the upper middle class. I guess the saying that all politicians are corrupt still holds. My father was amazed by the house and so was my mom. They both complimented various things in the room.

    While they were doing that, I noticed that Kali Babu was only looking at my mother, as if my father was not even there. After a few more talks, Mati bought beverages from the kitchen and said –

    Mati: Well Mr. Bikas, let me give you a house tour. As for you Annand, you should go upstairs and meet my son, maybe you can bring him out of his room.

    Soon, I saw my parents follow Mr. Bikas to the inside and I took the stairs upwards.

    Alok (1)

    Once upstairs, I knocked on the only door which was closed from the inside. As I waited, I heard some noise coming from the inside. It sounded like someone tussling. A moment later, the door opened and a 22-year-old girl came out of the room. She was wearing a green salwar. Her hair was all fuzzy and her breathing was heavy. She bowed to me in respect and went downstairs. Although it was for a few seconds, I managed to get a glimpse of her face. She was not exactly pretty and fair. But she had a good facial structure which was similar to Mati. I also noticed that there was a short curly hair dangling from her lips. As soon as she left, a voice came from inside, “Come in.”

    Once I entered the room, I saw a young guy of my age standing in the middle of the room. He greeted me and said, “My name is Alok. Father told me about you.”

    I also introduced myself.

    Me: My name is Annand. Nice to meet you.

    Alok: Nice to meet you. I heard from my father that you and your family were driven away from your home.

    Me: Yes. It was unbelievable at first, but now I am starting to accept the fact that our relatives didn’t love us in the first place. The love they showed was superficial in reality they were only after our property.

    Alok: Yes, that is the nature of the world these days. You should learn how to adapt and take whatever you want. Otherwise, you will also be left behind.

    At this point, I noticed Alok’s room. It was a little bigger than my room. But most importantly, there was a computer and a big music system, and a big LED TV. It had almost everything. But the bed was a bit messy and there was an awkward smell that bothered me.

    All the windows of the room were also shut. So, it was also hot inside. Alok sensed that and opened the windows and then invited me to check out his computer.

    Alok: Wanna check out some games? I have my computer full of it.

    Me: Sure.

    For the next 15 minutes, we just browsed through his Steam and Epic game store libraries. This mesmerized me. There were games worth a lot of rupees. I also noticed that Alok even had a PS-3 and Xbox 360. His computer was also an expensive one.

    Me: Your computer and games are impressive. I wish I had such things.

    Alok: Consider that it is yours. My father has told me to befriend you, make you comfortable, and treat you like my own little brother.

    Me: I am jealous of you Alok, you have all this luxury as well as a very understanding dad.

    Alok: You are right about the first one. But the second one you got it wrong. My father only befriends people if he sees that they are of any use to him. He is a politician.

    Me: What do you mean? He seems like a nice guy.

    Alok: Don’t they all? Besides, I am more jealous of you, you still have a caring mother. Mine died 3 years ago.

    Me: I am sorry for your loss. But yes, my mother is very caring, and I love her very much.

    Alok’s room was overseeing their backyard. At this point, Kali Babu and my parents came out in the backyard, and they were talking. I noticed Kali Babu was standing very close to my mother. Alok saw that and said, “Indeed she is a good one, worth the effort”.

    Me: I am sorry?

    Alok: Your mom, she is very pretty with a very good body. I haven’t seen anyone like her. You are one lucky guy you get to see her all the time.

    Me: What do you mean?!

    Alok looked at me and said, “Are you kidding me? Bro, she is hot as fuck! Don’t tell me that you haven’t noticed it yet?”

    I was a little shocked by his comment and said, “Well, don’t know about that.”

    Alok: Bro, please! Do you not know about sex? Or have you not watched porn?

    Me: I know about sex and I have seen some porn. But my own mother?!

    Alok: Why not? Everyone knows that a mother is the first love of a guy. Besides, she is very attractive, so she will attract a lot of unwanted attention.

    Me: Anyway, who was the woman who left when I entered your room?

    Alok: That was Damri, Mati’s eldest daughter. She also works here like her mother. She is especially here to look after me and my needs.

    Me: You even have a personal maid assigned to you?

    Alok: She is not just a maid. She is more than that.

    At this point, suddenly the door was knocked. I turned around and saw Damri standing. She was head bent looking at the floor. She in a very soft voice said that dinner was ready to be served and whether Alok wanted to have his dinner in his room. Alok said no and told me to go to the dining room.

    Once I reached the dining hall, I was mesmerized by the amount of food on the table. The table was full of food starting from sukto to mutton. My parents along with Kali Babu also entered the room and now even they were shocked.

    Dad: Kali babu, what have you done?! This is too much!

    Kali Babu: This is nothing. It was on short notice, so I couldn’t arrange anything special.

    Here I must mention that because of our financial condition, we have not had a feast in quite a while. Mother particularly was fond of fests. She again thanked Kali Babu for all this and we started eating.

    Soon after, we were joined by Alok. Seeing him, Kali Babu was very happy. He congratulated me for saving his son and said –

    Kali Babu: Now that you two are friends, you should spend more time together.

    We all were having small talks and Mati and Damri were serving the food to us. Damri also introduced herself as one of the maids and Mati’s daughter to us. While eating, I noticed Kali Babu was looking at my mother from the corner of his eye. I also noticed that mom’s pallu had slightly moved to one side and because of that her cleavage line was slightly visible.

    Looking at Alok, I was also shocked. Alok was sitting beside me and opposite mom. He was also looking at mom and with his left hand was gently rubbing his crotch. I noticed that there was a huge bulge in his pants. After a few moments, he stopped and rushed his food. Then he said that he was finished and went to wash his hands. The maid Damri also followed him.

    Kali Babu: Please ignore my son’s manners. He still feels awkward near strangers.

    My parents said: No problem.

    My mother added that she felt sorry for him. After almost 10 minutes, he returned. We were about to get up. He came back and apologized and said –

    Alok: I had a great time and am looking forward to hanging out with Annand.

    And then he went upstairs. Right then, Damri also entered the room and noticed that her condition was similar to the first time I met her. After dinner, we chatted for a few more minutes. Then my father declared that we must leave now. My mother said that she wanted to talk to Alok for once. So I accompanied her to Alok’s room.

    Alok opened the door, saw my mom, and immediately gave her access to his room. My mother went in and asked him how he was doing and all. I got bored, got out of the room, and came to the passageway. There I saw another room with the door unlocked. It was locked previously.

    The light was coming from that room. Curious, I went toward it and slightly peeked through the gap. It was also a bedroom, but instead of a bed, there was just a mattress on the ground. The walls of that room also were cushioned. I also noticed some buckets on the floor. I thought that it was a store room and came back to Alok’s room. As I was about to enter it, I heard parts of conversation between my mother and Alok.

    Mother: I know that you miss your mother and I can sympathize with you. When I lost my father, I was heartbroken and then I was also married the next year. But after marriage, I met my father-in-law. And basically, he became my father figure.

    Alok: That is good, aunty. But who will become my mother figure? One will say Mati, but Mati is more of a maid. Whatever she does, she does out of duty, not out of love.

    Mother: Well, then I can become your mother figure. I can do things out of love for you. Tell you what you can come to our house at any time. Or if you need anything from me, just ask, and I will do it for you. But you have to promise me to be more communicative and meet more people. Otherwise, you will stay an introvert forever which is not good for you.

    Alok: Ok aunty, I will do that. So, as a first request, can I call you ‘mom’? You look a lot like my mother.

    Mom: Sure, you can call me ‘mom’. But not in public as it can cause confusion and gossip. But when we are alone you can call me anytime.

    Alok: Then mom, can you hug me? It’s been a while since I have hugged my mother.

    Mom: Sure, come here.

    Hearing this, I carefully peeked into the room and saw Alok was sitting on the bed and mom was standing. He hugged mom by wrapping his arms around her waist. His face was buried in her belly and on her navel. Suddenly, I saw his hands moving downward to my mom’s ass. Mom also felt something and she gently pushed him away.

    Alok was flustered, his face was all red.

    Mom: Well then, I shall be going. See you soon.

    Alok: Wait! Will you not give me a good night kiss?

    Mom: A good night kiss?

    Alok: Yes, my mother always used to kiss me to bed. Will you do this for me?

    Mom: Ok a kiss, I can do that.

    Then she bent down and kissed his forehead. I noticed in that brief time Alok’s hand pressed against her boobs. After the kiss, my mother turned around and came out of the room. I pretended that I had not seen or heard anything.

    Mom came out and said, “Let’s go”.

    I noticed her belly was shining which means it was covered in saliva. We came downstairs. Dad was waiting for us near the door with Kali Babu.

    Kali Babu: Now that we are a family, boudi, you must visit us often. I want to get to know you better. And if you need any help with your household chores, just ask for Mati.

    Mom: Thank you, but we can’t hire Mati or any house help for that matter.

    Kali Babu: Who said about hiring? Mati will work for free. There is no money involved in a real family, isn’t it?

    My parents protested a little bit.  But Kali Babu didn’t listen and called Mati and said to help mom with any chores whenever she asked.

    We said our goodbyes and as we left. I looked behind and saw Kali Babu had his hand around Mati’s waist and she was standing very close to him and her face was also a little flustered.

    To be continued.

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  • Bahu ne ki sasur ki sewa

    Mera naam Vikas hai, aur main Sasaram, Bihar se hu. Main filhaal Noida mein rehta hu, aur ek badi company mein supervisor ki job pe hu. Meri umar 34 saal hai, aur mera lund 6 inch ka hai. Main aaj jo kahani aapke saamne rakh raha hu, wo ek sacchi kahani hai, jo maine apne ghar mein dekha hai, jab meri biwi, jiska naam Poornima hai, usne mere pita ji ke sath sambandh banaye.

    Poornima 28 saal ki hai, aur uske nain-naksh bhi aise hai ki kisi ka bhi dil uspe aa jaye. Wo lagbhag 5 feet 7 inch ki hai, aur uske boobs 36 inch ke gol aur sudol hai.

    Kahani aaj se do saal pehle ki hai, jab meri mata ji ka dehaant ho gaya tha. Mere pita ji ek-dum hataash, maayus aur akele se ho gaye the. Mere pita ji ki umar 62 saal ki hai aur wo is umar mein bhi kaafi kaam karte hai aur active rehte hai. Wo pehle Army mein kaam kar chuke the, aur isi wajah se unka shareer kaafi healthy hai.

    Unko akela dekh ke mujhe kaafi takleef hoti thi, to maine unhe Noida mein hi hamare sath rehne ke liye kaha tha. Aur isi wajah se unhe laane ke liye maine office se do-teen din ki chhuti li aur unhe laane ke liye gaon chala gaya. Kuch din waha reh ke main pita ji ko apne sath Noida le aaya.

    Raat ka waqt tha, aur mata ji ke dehant ki wajah se mere aur Poornima ke beech sex nahi hone ke kaaran hum dono hi ek-doosre se door ho rahe the. Us raat Poornima ne transparent si ek nighty pehni thi. Kaafi samay ke baad aaj wo sex karne ke mood mein thi. Par main safar ki wajah se itna thaka hua tha ki mera mann nahi kar raha tha.

    Gusse mein aake wo kamre se baahar chali gayi. Kuch samay ke baad aayi to use mere pita ji ke kamre se kisi ladki ki zor-zor se moan karne ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Usne halke se darwaze ki daraar se jo dekha, wo dekh ke uski aankhen khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Usne dekha ki mere pita ji poore nange the, aur muth maar rahe the.

    Saamne se Facebook messenger pe koi ladki thi, jo 24-25 saal ki rahi hogi. Aur wo bhi poori nangi thi. Poornima ne pehli baar mere pita ji ka 7 inch ka mota lund dekha tha, aur dekhte hi uski chut wahi geeli hone lagi. Fir wo fatafat hamare kamre mein aa gayi.

    Maine poocha: Kya hua?

    To usne kaha: Kuch nahi, aaj mera chudwane ka bahut mann hai. Tum karo ya naa karo, mujhe tumse abhi ke abhi chudwana hi hai.

    Itna bol ke usne mera pajama khol diya, aur mere 6 inch ke lund ko muh mein rakh ke choosne lagi. Usne mere lund ka topa baahar nikala aur uspe thook ke aise choosne lagi, jaise kayi janam se use us lund ki zaroorat thi. Ab mujhe bhi bahut hi tagda arousal ho gaya tha. Fir maine uske hontho ko choosna shuru kar diya.

    Usne gaali deke kaha: Honth kya choos raha hai behanchod, tu let, aaj mujhe chodne de.

    Ye keh ke usne mujhe dhakka diya, aur main bed pe firse let gaya. Usne apni nighty utari, aur poori nangi hoke apni chut ko mere lund pe tika diya. Uski chut itni geeli ho chuki thi, ki lund bina dhakka lagaye hue andar asaani se ghus gaya.

    Fir wo mere lund pe upar-neeche karke chudwaane lagi. Josh mein aake maine bhi uth ke uske boobs dabaye, aur jee bhar ke choose. Itna choose, itna choose ki wo neeche se jhadne lagi aur zor se bol padi-

    Poornima: Ohhhhh.

    Itne mein maine uske muh pe hath rakh diya. Main neeche se usko uthaya and apni god mein bitha ke firse chodne laga. Chudwate-chudwate uske boobs mein se halka sa doodh bhi nikalne laga, jo mujhe beswad sa laga. Ab maine usko missionary position mein litaya, aur firse chodne laga. Chodte-chodte mera maal nikalne hi wala tha, ki usne mujhe kaha-

    Poornima: Andar hi nikaal do.

    Aur fir maine apna maal jaise hi andar nikala, itne mein wo bhi chhoot gayi, aur uski chut se jaise paani ka fawara nikla ho. Ye koi aadhe paune ghanta tak hamare chodne ka program hua, aur fir hum thak ke sone lage the. Poornima ne apni normal nighty pehni aur washroom gayi apni chut mein daale hue maal ko saaf karne ke liye.

    Lekin tabhi usko mere pita ji ne dekh liya. Unhone Poornima se poocha-

    Pita ji: Koi sar dard ki dawayi hai kya?

    Poornima ne kaha: Ji hai.

    Aur usne hamare kamre ke drawer se dawayi nikaal ke pita ji ko de diya. Subha-subha main office ke liye ready hua, aur chala gaya. Idhar mere pita ji bhi subha-subha morning walk liye gaye hue the. Fir wapas aake wo apne kamre mein sone gaye hue the.

    Poornima ko laga ki shayad ghar pe koi nahi tha. To wo aaram se ghar mein nangi hoke nahane chali gayi. Usko nanga dekh ke mere pita ji ka lund khada ho gaya, aur wo Poornima ko bathroom mein nanga nahate hue dekh ke muth maarne lage. Itne mein Poornima andar se boli-

    Poornima: Papa, akele-akele hilane se acha hai ki main hi aapka hila du. Aakhir bahu hu aapki, aur aapki sewa karna mera kaam hai.

    Pita ji ko ye bilkul bhi expected nahi tha, aur isse pehle ki wo kuch sochte, Poornima ne bathroom ka darwaza khol diya. Dono ek-doosre ko dekh ke hairan the.

    Usne kaha: Papa aapka lund to bahut hi bada aur mota hai. Itna bada to inka bhi nahi hai.

    Papa ne apna shorts utaar diya, aur Poornima ko baahon mein lekar uske hontho ko choosne lage. Poornima ko bhi kisi fauji ke shareer ki taaqat mehsoos ho rahi thi. Dono ek-doosre ko choomte hue bed pe let gaye. Poornima ne papa ke gardan aur chest pe halka sa bite kiya, aur apni jeebh se unki chaati ke nipples pe gol-gol ghumane lagi.

    Mere papa usko zor se ghuma ke uske boobs choosne lage. Wo giraft itni mazboot thi, ki wo usme se nikal nahi paa rahi thi, aur papa ne uske boobs aur zor se choosne shuru kar diye.

    Poornima zor-zor se moan karne lagi: Aur kariye papa, aur kariye. Please mat rukiye.

    Papa uske nipples ke sath khelne ke baad uski chikni chut pe gaye, aur waha zor-zor se choosne lage. Ab to Poornima ki chut se jharna nikalne laga, aur aisa lagne laga jaise usme koi sex ki devi ghus gayi ho.

    Poornima: Ab aur mat tadpaiye papa, meri chut aapke lund ke liye tadap rahi hai. Please mujhe chodiye.

    Itna hi kaha tha usne ki papa ka lund uski chut ki gehraiyon mein pahunch gaya. Aahh ahh ki aawaze poore kamre mein goonj rahi thi.

    Papa ji: Kya mast bahu hai meri. Raat mein mere bete se bhi aise chudwa rahi thi naa? Maine sab dekha tha. Aur main ye bhi dekh raha tha ki tum kaise chudwate hue ye dekh rahi thi, ki main tum dono ko dekh ke muth maar raha tha.

    Poornima: Aap bhi to kisi ladki ko phone pe apna lund dikha rahe the. Maine to lund ka size dekh ke hi thaan liya tha, ki aap se chudwana hai.

    Papa ne kaha: Saali bahut garmi hai teri chut mein. Maza aa raha hai bahu.

    Poornima ne kaha: Itne bade lund ka maza mujhe pehli baar dene ke liye thank you papa aahh.

    Poornima ne itna kaha hi tha ki wo doosri baar chhoot gayi. Papa ji: Chalo bahu rani, ab kutiya bano. Ab doggy style mein tumhari gaand mein daalunga.

    Itna bol ke papa ne uski chut se apna lund nikaal ke uski gaand mein daal diya. Aur firse uski chudai shuru kar di. Poornima ko mere papa ke andar ghuse hue lund se zyada maza unke tatto ka uski chut pe takraane se aa raha tha. Ek hath se papa ne uske ek boob ko press kiya hua tha, and doosre hath se uski chut sehla rahe the.

    Poornima: Apna maal andar nikalo papa, please.

    Itne mein mere papa ka acha khaasa maal Poornima ki gaand mein nikla. Aur papa ne ab apna lund baahar nikala. Lagbhag, do-dhayi ghante tak ka sex chala unka. Aur dono thak ke ek-dum nidhal hoke ek-doosre ki baahon mein so gaye. Shaam ko maine Poornima ko call karke kaha-

    Main: Aaj CEO ke sath meeting hai, aur isi wajah se mujhe aane mein late hoga. To tum log khaa pee ke so jana.

    Phone rakhte hi papa ne kaha: Ek round aur ho jaye.

    Papa ne itna kaha hi tha, ki Poornima papa ka lund apne muh mein leke choosne lagi, aur tab tak choosa jab tak unka gaadha maal nikal ke uske muh mein nahi chala gaya. Us din un dono ne teen round sex kiya.

    To ye thi kahani mere papa aur biwi ki sex sewa ki. Kisi bhi Bhabhi ya ladki ko sex sewa chahiye to message kariye.

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  • Sirisha Reddy Seduced by an Artist

    Hi, this is Sirisha Reddy Hise. I am a housewife. I’m rich enough, educated and well-mannered. I’m here to share my story through my friend Prathap’s ID due to privacy issues.

    I love paintings. So, I frequently check different paintings at different art exhibitions and stalls. And I buy them if I like them. This is the only happiness in my life. I don’t say that I have nothing. I have everything but happiness.

    In the meanwhile, I got news about an art exhibition in Hyderabad. So, I went there to check. I had gone through a lot of paintings with different artists. I got my eyes stuck on one painting, which is named Art by Prathap.

    This portrait was as accurate as that artist read my whole life till now. It is about a man who has everything, but he has nothing!

    I said, “What a painting!” Unknowingly.

    “Do you like it?” a man from behind asked me. I turned around and found a man about 5 feet 8 inches tall with a smile on his face.

    I replied, “Yes,” with a smile. “But sorry, it is not for sale, madam,” he said. “I love to have it at any price. Can I have the artist’s contact number? I will contact them,” I said. He smiled at me and gave me a visiting card. That evening, I returned home and started to think about how to grab that painting.

    On the very next day, I called the number given. I got switched off on the other side, so I contacted them through email. After about an hour, I got a reply with an address to reach.

    I reached this thinking this would be an office. But it is a house with a good garden around. I rang the doorbell, and “Come in” was all I heard from inside. When I went in, I saw a good-looking man with shorts and loose tees drawing a picture with concentration. He wore nothing underneath his tees and shorts.

    He looked at me from top to bottom. His eyes got a spark like they were enjoying my presence. I usually wear sarees that are plain and transparent with sleeveless deep-cut blouses as I can display some cleavage.

    You guys haven’t seen me, right? I will describe myself. I’m 5 feet 2 inches tall with 34dd-32 -36 as my measurements with an Indian dusky complexion. I know that I’m hot and can make any guy’s dick hard just with my looks. But here he is, eating me with his eyes.

    “Hello,” I greeted him. “Hi,” he replied. He pointed me to sit on a couch nearby and started finishing his painting. After a while, he attended to me. “Tell me, why are you here?” he asked me.

    “I like the painting you displayed at the exhibition yesterday. I want to buy it,” I replied.

    “OK, buy, why are you buying it?” he asked me.

    “That painting is reflecting my life,” I replied. “Oh really? How?” he asked. I first thought that I wouldn’t tell, but after asking another question. I started saying my life as well as the meaning of the painting.

    “I got married into a conservative family. My hubby is a good-looking guy with a decent size of dick. But he is very reluctant about having regular sex. I sometimes tried to seduce him. But you know… ”

    “So, how long ago did you have your last sex?” he inquired. “Maybe about 45 days,” I replied.

    He came and sat by my side and gave me a side hug. I felt his hug a little hot. I Don’t know what made me hug him tightly. His fingers were moving on my back. I started feeling hot. I don’t know whether my wait for sex made me weak or his fingers. I started feeling him.

    “Do you want to feel better now?” he asked me, and I nodded my head, saying yes. He took my lips between his lips, sucking. I couldn’t hold myself back, so I just went with the flow. I kissed his lips. We both were getting hornier.

    But somewhere in my mind, I felt it was a betrayal. So I just interrupted myself and said are we doing non-loyal for that, he nodded with his head no. I was confused, and I couldn’t control my desire. I’m kissing his every inch and sucking it without hesitation while he is also doing the same.

    I don’t know when my pallu went off from my body. He didn’t know when his tees went off from his body in no time. I am in my blouse and petticoat and he with his shorts. I sucked his chest and pinched his nipples. I sometimes bite them.

    He is like pulling me in his chest. He made me lay on the bed and started kissing over my belly and navel. He was biting me. “Ah oh, shh,” are the words coming from my mouth now. He came onto me and started pressing my tits while sucking my lips.

    He was pressing my tits and releasing my blouse hooks one after another and kissing between my tits. I was trying to control my moans, but I couldn’t. Every pressing of my boobs was loosening every hook of my blouse he finally removed all of them.

    By that time, my panty was wet, and my pussy was dripping. He turned me and pulled the blouse off me. I think now he will unhook my bra, too. But he slid his hand into my panty and started feeling my pussy while he was kissing my back. Moaning sounds were coming out of my mouth.

    All of a sudden, my petticoat left me. Now I was in a bra and panties, and one of my boobs was in his hand. The other was getting crushed against the bed. He started fingering me. He pulled my bra hooks with his teeth, and my bra fell, disclosing my sexy hot 34 hot tits.

    He inserted a note there into my pussy and started ramming it. His fingers were going in and out while my moans were filling the room. My hands were showing the fingering intensity over his chest. He pushed another finger into my pussy.

    “Oh my God, now I feel like getting fucked with a huge dick,” I screamed. After about five minutes of fingering, he released my pussy. It was like a heavenly feeling then he pulled my panties off and adjusted me to the edge of the bed. He laid on me in 69 position.

    He started sucking the juices of my pussy, taking one after the other lips of my pussy. I thought of sucking his dick, too. So I pulled his shorts down, and a 7.5-inch hardened rod came out and hit my face. Before saying anything to him, he put his dick into my mouth.

    My mouth could not hold it fully. It was a fully erect dick with a 3-inch girth. It went into my mouth and touched my throat. That made my breath choke, and I started tapping his thighs. He was slowly removing and re-pushing. It made me better than before. He started moving it in and out.

    That was hard, and I didn’t ever find that hard dick with my hubby. He is eating those at my pussy, and as a result of intense lust, I am sucking his dick. After a while, he suddenly stood up with his dick in my mouth. His dick went directly into my throat.

    He started dancing and jumping with my pussy lips between his teeth. He fucked me like a bitch in 69 position. Then he made me bend like a bitch and fucked me in front of a mirror. My pair of bouncing boobs with screams and echos are the best match ever.

    He was pulling my hair and pinching my nipples while fucking me in doggy style. We made love like this for about 10 minutes. Then we shifted to cowgirl, in which I danced like crazy over his dick. That was the best pleasure. I cum 3 times in this fucking.

    He then pulled me by my hair and made me sit on my knees. As his dick reached my face, he slapped my nose with his dick and cum on my face. That was the thickest cum.

    I went into the bathroom to clean myself and sucked his dick to clean it. I wore my clothes on. He gave me that portrait.

    “Thanks, you got my stress off and satisfied my lust. Thank you,” I said. “You are hot. My black dick will always wait for you,” he smiled. He was still nude, so I kissed his dick and returned.

    Firstly, I was hesitant to think non-loyal, but now I don’t know how to name it. I enjoyed it thoroughly.

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