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Aaj meri class 7 baje ki thi aur 11 baje khatam ho jani thi. Waise bhi aaj mera class mein man nahi lagna tha. Kyunki man to chachi ki jangoh ke bech mein hi tha. Main tayyar hua aur socha ki jane se pehle apni nayi naveli biwi ko ek najar dekh leta hu.

Main jaise hi chhat par pahucha to ek dum se shock ho gaya. Bohut mix feeling thi. Maine dekha ki chacha aur chachi ek dusre se chipke hue the.

Chacha- Sorry jaan maine kal jyda pi li thi aur dekho tumhara gift bhi meri pocket mein hi reh gaya. Abse jyada nahi piyunga. Promise jaan.

Chachi- Kitni baar kaha hai ki kam piya karo. Koi na ab subah subah tumhara mood kaharab nahi karungi. Waise bhi tumhe jana bhi to hai. Aur jo hota hai acchey ke liye hota hai

Chacha- Isme kya aacha hua ki main raat ko zyda pekar aaya aur tumhara plan kaharab kar diya?

Chachi- (khud ko sambhalte hue) Haa plan to tumhe ahara kar diya. Par acha ye hua ki tumhe aaj se kam pene ka promise kar diya.

Mujhe vaha se nikalna hi hai laga aur maine apni bike start kari. Shayad chachi ne bike ki awaz pehchan li to woh ek dum se chhaze par akkar mujhe dekhne lagi. Maine unhe side mirror se dekh liya tha par ignore karke nikal gaya.

Thori der badh mein apne institute pahuch gaya. Aur jankar apna mobile off kar diya taki chachi thora pareshan ho aur tadape. 11 Baje class khatam hui aur maine apna cell on kiya. Onkarte hi 15 miss call alert aur chachi ke bohut sare message aaye hue the

1. Hi, GM Jaan.
   2. Aaj jaldi kyu chale gaye?
   3. Phone kyu off hai?
   4. Bolo jaan naraz ho kya?
   5. Missing you.
   6. Hello, call me.
   7. Suno ye chale gaye jaldi aao hamara honeymoon bhi to ha aaj.
   8. Hello baby.

Ab maine unhe message kiya – Hanji gm. Bus abhi class over hui hai. Aaj meri class morning mein thi to socha apko surprise dunga jaldi aakar.

Chachi ka ek dum se reply aaya- Thanks apka reply aaya, pata hai main kitna ghabara gayi thi.

Main- Acha ji, aa raha hu to batao honeymoon pe kya pehnogi

Chachi- Honey moon pe kaun clothes phenta hai? Waise bhi jo pehnugi woh tum uttar hi doge.

Main- Ye to hai.

Chachi- Batao kya pehnu?

Main- Jo apka man ho.

Chachi- Acha ji, chalo ab jaldi aao ye bhi chale gaye hai ab aur mat tadpao. Jaldi aao love you hubby.

Kareeb 20 minutes mein main ghar pahucha, chacha nikal chuke the aur ghar ka main gate khula hua tha. Main ander gaya to dekha chachi kitchen mein thi. Wah kya lag rahi thi. Unhone ek mini skirt black colour ki aur uppar pink sleveless t-shirt pehni hui thi.

Kya mast figure lag raha tha, aaj to bilkul virgin lag rahi thi. Chachi ki taang ek dum gori aur chikni aur gaand halki se bahar nikali hui, koi bhi dekhe to pagal ho jaye. Main unke pecche gaya aur unko hug kar liya.

Meri chin unki shoulders pe the aur mere hath unki kamar aur mera lund unki gand ko ragar raha tha. Jiski vajah se mera lund tight ho chuka tha. Maine halke se hatho ko uppar kiya aur unki boobs ko dabaya. Chachi ka ek hath mere gal ko sehla raha tha aur chachi boli.

Chachi- Aa gaye aap. Thak gaye honge na. Aap sofa par baithye main chai lekar aati hu.

Main- Nahi jaan mujhe to dudh peena hai. (aur itna kehkar maine unke boobs daba diye)

Chachi- Oh, kya kar rahe ho? Ruk jao main tumahri hi to hu aur ye dudh bhi tumhare liye hi to hai. Pehle chai pe lo fir dudh bhi pe lena.

Main- Nahi jaan aaj to abhi dudh peena hai.

Chachi- Acha koi aa gaya to?

Main- Koi nahi aaygea gate locked hai aur ghar pe sirf hum dono premi hai.

Itna kehkar maine apna lund chachi ki gaand mein aur sata diya aur dono haath se uksi chuchi ko pakar liya. Chachi ne tej saans li aur apne dono haatho se kitchen ki slab ko hold kiya aur halka sa jhuki.

Jaise hi chachi jhuki unke baal ne unke face ko dhak diya aur maine unke shoulder aur neck par kiss karni shuru kar di. Chachi ki gaand ab mere lund pe pressure banana lagi aur chachi ki aaah aah mere deemag par havi honey lagi.

Hawas ab hum dono ko apne vash mein kar chuki thi. Mere hath unki chuchi daba rahe the, mera lund unki gaand daba ra tha. Wahi meri taang unki tang ko masal rahi thi aur mere hooth unki neck aur shoulder kiss kar rahe the.

Mere jism ka har ek ang unke jism ke har ek aang ko pyar kar raha tha. Maine ab apne hath neeche kiye aur unki unki kamar se unki t-shirt ke ander dale aur unki nabhi par pahucha. Ab maine unki nabhi ko halke se masalana shuru kiya.

Fir unki bra ke upar se unke boobs ko dabana shuru kiya. Chachi bhi ab madhosh thi par mujhe koi jaldi nahi thi. Thori der boobs ko dabane ke and maine hath unki skirt ke uppar rakha aur unki panty pe apna hath pherne laga.

Dheere se unki skirt ke ander hath dalne laga. Chachi ne halka se apni saans khichi aur unki skirt ne mere haath ko entry di. Panty ke ander ka nazara hi kuch aur tha. Ek dum chikni chut jo ki ab tak puri garam ho chuki thi.

Apni garmi se puri panty ko geela kar chuki thi. Mera hath jaise hi ander gaya chachi thora aur jhuk gayi. Meri ungliyo ne harkat karna shuru kart hi aur chachi ki garam chut ki aag ko aur jyada bhadkane lagi.

Chachi tej tej saans lene lagi aur ek hath se mere chere ko agey khecha aur apne lips mere lips pe rakh diye aur mujhe paglo ki tarah kiss karne lage. Main samjah gaya tha ki ab Chachi uffan pe hai.

Maine apna hath unki chut se nikala. Unko ghuma kar unka face apne hatho main lekar khubh jor se unke lips ko chumne laga. Chachi ke hath ab mere kamar par the aur woh apni chut to mere lund se chipka rahi thi.

Maine turant gas ko band kiya aur chachi ko kitchen ki slab pe bitahaya. Chachi ked ono hath kitchen ki slab par the aur unke lips mere lips se chipke hue the. Mere hath unki kamar se unki boobs ka pass gaye.

Maine jhat se unki t-shirt utarni shuru kari. Chachi bhi samajh gayi thi aur unone apne hath upar kar diye taki t-shirt asani se uttar jaye Ab chachi bra aur skirt mein thi. Hum dono paglo ki tarah ek dusre ke lips suck kar rahe the.

Maine ab unki bra ki strip ko unke shoulder se thora neeche kiya. Unke neck se lekar unke shoulder par kiss karna shuru kar diya. Dheere se ek hath unki hook pe lekar gaya aur hook khol di.

Ab bra bus halki se latki hui thi unke jism se. Jisse maine ek jhatka se neeche uttar diya aur unke pyare se chuchhi ko azad kar diya. Ab mere hath mein unki chuchiya thi jinhe main masal raha tha.

Unki nipples pe apni ungli per raha tha. Maine unki gardan par kiss karte hue unki chuchiyo pe kiss karna shuru kar diya. Unke left chuchi ko apne muh mein bhar liya. Aur unki right chuchi ko apne hath mein lekar masalna shuru kiya.

Chachi ne apni dono legs se meri kamar ko lock kar diya tha. Ab maine unki chuchiya se khelna shuru kar rakha tha. Chachi ke hath mere hairs mein ghum rahe the. Woh apni chuchi mere muuh ke ander ghusaye jaa rahi thi.

Thori der mein chachi boli, “Bass karo puri lal kar di apne, ab kya inhe mere jism se alag karke hi manoge?” Maine unki chuchiyo ko apni giraft se azad kiya aur unko dekhne laga. Woh ek dum kamdevi lag rahi thi.

Fir maine unki jangho pe hath rakh. Woh ek dum se slab se thora sa aage ki tarf hui aur meri kamar ko apni legs se lock kar diya. Hum fir se ek dusre ke lips ko kiss karne lage. Chachi ke hath meri garden pe the aur woh mujhe paglo ki tarah chum rahi thi.

Mere hath bhi unki jangho pe ghum rahe the aur unki jaang maaal rahe the. Main ab neeche hua aur chahi ka toe ko suck karne laga. Chachi ne apni dusri leg mere shoulder pe rakh di thi.

Main unke taang pe apna hath fer raha tha aur unka toe suck kar raha tha. Ab maine dheere se apni tongue unki feet pe ghumai. Fir uppar ki taraf ani tongue ghumane laga aur unki knees ko chatne laga.

Maine unki knees e bohut kiss kari. Fir unki jaangh pe apni tongue ko khubh phera. Ek hath se unki panty ko neeche karne laga kyunki ab action ka time tha. Ab mujhe unki chut mein ungli karni thi aur maine waise hi kiya.

Meri ungli unki chut ke ander jaa rahi thi aur unki halat kharab ho rahi thi. Maine apni ungli teji se ander bahar karna shuru kiya taki unka orgasm ho jaye. Chachi buss ‘aah aah’ kar rahi thi

Chachi- Ahh jaan, aaj meri jaan hi nikal doge kya?

Main- Yes, janeman aaj to sabkuch nikal dunga.

Chachi- Ab bus sirf ungli se hi karna hai kya.

Itna sunte hi maine chachi ko ek jordar kiss kiya. Apni pant uttar di sath mein chachi ki skirt bhi pet ke uppar kar di. Unki tango ko faila diya aur apna muh unki chut pe rakha aur unki chut ko ek pyari si kiss kari,

Fir apni zeebh se chachi ki chut chatni shuru kari. Chachi ki taang hawa mein thi aur mera muhh unki chut mein aur unke haath mere hairs mein the. Mera muh chachi ki chut mein pura sama chuka tha.

Chachi khubh ache se chuswane ka maja le rahi thi. Thori der men chachi mere muuh par hi jhad gayi. Unhone apni dono tango se meri garden ko lock kar rakha tha. Kuch der bad unki pakad dheeli hui to main utha.

Unke lips pe kiss kya aur apna lund unki chut ke uppar rakha. Mere lund rakhte hi chachi ek dum se sihar gayi. Unka haath mere lund ki taraf gaya. Unhone mere lund ko apni chut pe set karna shuru kar diya.

Ab bus kuch hi pal mein chut aur lund ka sangam hone wala tha. Isme meri chachi ka hath pura sehyog kar raha tha. Ab mere lund main chachi ki chut mein samana shuru kiya. Dhere dhere chut mein pura ghuss gaya.

Chachi mere lund ko lekar ek dum khush thi. Aur maine unhe chodna shuru kiya. Hum abhi bhi kitchen mein hi the aur chachi slab pe hi beth kar mujshe chudwa rah thi. Unki tang ab meri kamar ko lock kiye hui thi.

Mere hath unki kamar kolock kiye hue the aur hum dono ke lips ek dusre ke lips se chipake hue the. Maine ab speed badani shuru kar di aur chachi ki chuchiya mere kund ki rafter ko match kar rahi thi. Waise slab pe chodhna bhi asaan kam nahi hai.

Chachi bhi uncomfortable thi. Unke body language se asmajh aa raha tha. Maine chudai roki aur unko uthaya aur slab ke sahare khada diya. ab unki kamar meri tarf aur dono hath slab pe the.

Maine unke gaand pe ek jordar thappad mara aur apna lund unki chut mein dalna shuru kar diya. Aab unko dhakke marne shuru kiya. Chachi slab ke sahare khadi thi aur unki chuchi hawa mein hil rahi thi.

Maine hath ko aage kiya aur unki chuchi ko apne hatho mein bhar liya. Unko iss tarh nichorne laga mano shikanji ke liye nimbu nichor raha hu. Maine unki nipples to apni fingers se masalna shuru kiya

Aur unki neck pe kiss karna shur kiya aur unke shoulders pe bite kari. Ab main apni tongue chachi ke kaan ke pass le kar gaya. Unke kaan pe apni tongue ferni shuru kari aur unke ears ko lick karna shuru kar diya.

Chachi ab puri pagal ho chuki thi. Ek hath peche lakar mere gand pe rakh diya. Meri gand ko ander ki taraf dhaklne lagi taki lund pura ander jaye. Maine bhi apni speed badha di aur ab kitchen mein buss chap chap ki awaaz aa rahi thi.

Chachi ab pura jhuk gayi. Unka face slab pe tha shayad woh thak gayi thi aur dusri baar discharge bhi ho gayi thi. Maine apni speed puri tej kar rakhi thi aur main unke peeth ke upar gaya aur unki peeth ko chatne laga.

Chachi boli- Bus karo kitna maroge mere sharir mein ab jaan nahi hai.

Main- Jaan buss main bhi aane wala hu. Kaha nikalu?

Chachi- Ander hi nikalo agar ander nahi nikalwana hota to condom lagane ko kehti.

Main- Chachi kuch ganda bolo main jaldi nikal jaunga.

Chachi- Chod de apni randi ko, apni chachi ko. Tere ma jaise hu aur tu mujhe hi chodh raha hai.

Main- Aur ganda bolo na.

Chachi- Aah, kya lund hai, tune to meri halat hi kharab kar di.

Main- Aur ganda jaan

Chachi- Aaj se teri randi ho aur tu randi chodh hai.

Main- Mujhe roj chaihye apki chut.

Chachi- Kabhi bhi le lena jaan ab ye tumahri aur sirf tumhari hai.

Main- Chachi, kaisa lag raha hai honeymoon?

Chachi- Maja aa raha hai aise aaj tak nahi chudi. Buss mujhe aise hi chodhte raho aah.

Main bhi ab apna pani chorne ki charam seema pe tha. Aur bus kuch hi pal mein maine chachi ki chut ko apne ras se bhar diya aur chachi ke peeth pe gir pada. Chachi aur main kuch der tak aise hi rahe. Fir hum utthe ek dusre ko hug kiya aur ek halki si lip kiss kari.

Chachi – I love you.

Main- Love you too, chachi.

Chachi- Chachi nahi main apki wife hu.

Main- Ok jaan my love.

Hume ek dusre ko hug kiya. Fir chachi ne kaha, “Chalo ab kapde pehan lo aur thora rest kar lo. Waise bhi ab to do din honeymoon hi hai hamara,” aur hum dono hass pade

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Hello all, this is Danish again. Please read the first part before proceeding with this one.

Manju: Do you guys indulge in oral sex regularly?

Me: Of course. Always. I love eating her out and she loves it too. In fact, she is so fond of me eating her pussy that she will not hesitate to offer me even in the middle of her work. I ate her here in the kitchen when she was cooking.

Me: I also ate her in her office, on her chair, in a car, and of course, in the bathroom, couches, and bedroom all regular places and she also does not hesitate in giving me a blowjob. However, all this has changed in recent times. But yes, we did all that to each other.

Manju (took a deep sigh): Ashish does not like oral sex, especially sucking me. In all these years of marriage, maybe 4-5 times he has agreed to suck me. He says he feels like vomiting. Though I like sucking him, but he is not too fond of that as well.

Me: Oh, really? I can’t imagine a man refusing a blowjob and eating pussy is erotic and arousing. I get hard merely by the thought of it.

Manju: Not every man is you, Danish, and not every woman is as lucky as Anju.

My elder sister-in-law was looking straight at the TV but was not watching it. Her hand was in between her thighs. I was sure she was wet and horny and pressing her pussy with her hands.

By this time, I had made up my mind that I will take it to the next level on the first green signal itself. But of course, I needed to be absolutely sure that she too was ready for it. But before all that, I had to ensure that the boys were off to sleep.

I told her that I would check the boys and ask them to sleep now. Then I went up to their room and told them to wind up. In another 10 minutes or so, the boys were all lying down in their beds with the lights switched off.

Then I closed the door of the guest room and came back to the lobby. I poured some wine for her and took another pint of beer for myself. This time, I sat so close to her that my feet were touching hers. We again started talking and I kept the conversation alive by telling her about our sexual adventures (I had to exaggerate a bit to make her reach the stage where she simply surrendered herself to lust and pleasure).

I think we must have spent half an hour more sitting there talking making sure that the boys would be asleep by now. When she finished her drink, I asked her if she wanted more to which she said no. Then I asked her if she wanted to wind up or wanted to sit sometime. She said we could wind up now, as it was quite late. I told her that she could sleep in the children’s room upstairs.

Manju: You will have to help me climb the stairs. I have had too much wine.

Me (smiling): My pleasure. I can carry you upstairs if you want.

She blushed and smiled at the suggestion and her face turned red.

Manju: I know you are quite strong. But I don’t want both of us to fall down.

I noticed that she blushed and was totally red in her face. Her face was glowing and my eyes were totally fixed on her. She also noticed that and kept her eyes down. I was somehow convinced that she was just waiting for me to make the first move. So I decided to take it forward.

Then I went near her and offered her my hand to stand up from the ground. Since my wife’s sister was already tipsy, she had to put a lot of effort into standing up. So I grabbed both of her arms with my hands and helped her to stand. As soon as she stood up, I wrapped my arm around her waist to support her stand and pulled her towards me.

Our faces were now next to each other and my eyes were fixed on her face, noticing her eyes, lips, and the glow on her face. She was looking very pretty and sexy. She was unable to make eye contact with me and kept looking down. I noticed a lash (eyelash) on her face near her eye and proceeded to remove that. Then I asked her to lift her face a bit so that I could remove the lash.

She lifted her face and closed her eyes. Now her face was pointing towards me, with her eyes closed and her juicy lips right in front of me. I removed the lash and kept my hand on her face and started to feel her cheeks. She did not react and kept her eyes closed. Her breath was increasing and I could feel her heartbeat going up. That was my moment and I just grabbed it. I went ahead and placed my lips on hers.

Then I started kissing her and sucking her pink juicy lips. She also responded and put her arms around me. We kept kissing each other. It was an intense and passionate kiss. My hand was still on her cheek. We kissed for about 5 minutes or so and parted a bit.

My sister-in-law opened her eyes and looked at me in the eyes. Her eyes told me that she too wanted it and she was mine now. Then she looked at the door of the guest room and then again back to me indicating that it was not safe to continue there in the lobby.

Then I grabbed her in my arms and we went upstairs to the children’s room which is right next to the stairs.

I bolted the door and pushed her to the wall and we resumed our kissing session again. Her hands were now behind my head and mine were exploring her body. Then I mauled her ass and felt every inch of her back. I inserted my one hand in her t-shirt and opened her bra clap and my other hand went inside her pajama and panties. Her skin was so soft and her ass felt like a cotton cushion. I next pulled out her t-shirt and she started pulling mine.

Manju was now standing topless in front of me with her bra straps hanging from her shoulders. Without waiting for me to make the next move, she just removed her bra and threw it aside. Her boobs looked firm and her body looked that of a young woman, perfectly shaped. I was in awe of her sexy body and how she has maintained that. We again started kissing and our bare chests met.

I could feel her boobs pressing against my chest. We were literally eating each other now. Then I pulled her hair back and started kissing and sucking her neck and face. She was moaning heavily. I licked every inch of her neck, shoulders, and face and proceeded to eat out those melons.

Then I grabbed them and started feasting on them. They were firm, not saggy and she had big nipples. I kept nibbling at her boobs and simultaneously my hands kept playing with her ass and back. In between, I would kiss her and go back to sucking her boobs.

I love sucking boobs and I am sure that most of the men do like it. But I can actually take a lady to orgasm by sucking her boobs! I have done it with my wife, I have done it with my girlfriends. It is altogether a different experience for them and me also.

So I kept playing with my sister-in-law’s boobs, sucking them, biting them, pinching them, pulling her nipples, and then shaking her boobs. She kept pressing my head to her chest indicating that she wanted more. She was moaning loudly now. I must have sucked her boobs for a good 20-25 minutes and she was now twisting and twitching in my arms.

I then pushed my hand deeper into her panty and reached her pussy, which was drenched by that time. As soon as I touched her pussy, she let out a deep moan and came. I felt her juices wet my hand. It was a long orgasm and she kept hugging me tightly. She kept kissing my head as if thanking me.

I started pulling down her pajamas and panties and removed them. Then I stepped back a little to take a look at her standing naked in front of me. She was a sex goddess with a perfect figure. She was looking so fair and her boobs were perfectly erect. Her pussy was shaved and shining with her juices. It looked so tempting.

I went closer and smelled her aroma and planted a kiss on it. Then I went up and kissed her flat belly and sexy naval and started coming down toward her pussy again.

I kissed her thighs and squeezed her ass and again went to plant kisses on her pussy. Then I started inserting my tongue and she started to moan. I parted her legs a bit and put her right leg on my shoulder. Now her opened-up pussy was right in front of me and it looked delicious, ready to be devoured.

I parted my SIL’s pussy lips and found her clit. The moment I touched her clit, she shuddered! I started playing with her clit with my tongue and in between, I was taking her whole pussy in my mouth and slurping it. She started pushing my head onto her pussy and was finding it difficult to stand straight.

Then I made her lie down on the edge of the bed and started to eat her again. I took one of her nipples in my fingers and started pinching it simultaneously. Manju’s pussy was so yummy that I kept eating her. Soon, she was again reaching her orgasm. After a few seconds, my sister-in-law exploded on my face and it also continued for some time. I kept licking her and drank all her juices.

Manju was panting like anything. Then I stood up and removed my shorts. My dick was hard as a rock and ready to rock her pussy. I wanted to use a condom but for that, I had to go to my room to get it. So I just went closer to her face and told her that I didn’t have condoms there. She said, “Don’t bother, just fuck me..”

Immediately, I placed my dick on her pussy and started to massage it with the tip. She said, “Don’t tease me please Danish, just enter me, I want it so badly!”

I obliged and entered my horny sister-in-law’s pussy. She was tight but my dick slid inside smoothly. I felt so warm and could feel her pussy tightening around my dick. I bent forward and kissed her while moving myself rhythmically in and out. She held my face and kissed me passionately while moaning like anything. I increased pace and with that, she increased her moans.

Manju: Oh, fuck, oh fuck, this is so good, oh fuck.

Me: Do you like it, baby?

Manju: I am loving it, it’s been ages since I have not fucked, fuck me harder.

I increased my pace and started ramming her pussy. Now my hands were on her boobs squeezing them.

After ramming her for some time, I asked her to turn around. I turned her doggy and inserted my dick again. Then I held her hair, pulled it and started banging her. She was literally screaming now with every push.

I started saying, “Oh oh..” and I knew she was about to come now. In a few seconds, I felt her body getting stiff and with a big “Oooooo” she came again. I was also almost there but needed some more push to reach orgasm. So I kept fucking her like that. Soon, I also came and loaded all my cum inside my wife’s sister.

I too had sex after a long dry spell, so I threw out lots of cum. But it was an amazing experience that I had with her. Then we laid down on the bed for some time, and she went to the washroom to clean herself. She came back and hugged me and lied down on my arm. Her one leg was on me.

Manju: I have never cummed so many times in a single night! It was the first time ever that I experienced something like this.

Me: I too loved every bit of it. It was one of the most delicious pussies I have ever eaten.

Manju: Pussies? How many have you had?

Me (smiling): Will tell you in due course!

Manju: After marriage also?

Me: Yes.

Manju: Oh!

Me: Yes. It’s like any other need that we have. It is important for your physical and mental well-being. Whether we accept it or not, our bodies need sex. If it doesn’t get enough of that, it starts showing in different ways. Like, how you were becoming frustrated and irritable over some time. If you had got what you wanted, you wouldn’t be like that. Isn’t it?

Manju: Maybe you are right. I am feeling full and happy. I don’t even remember when I last time felt like that.

While talking, Manju was playing with my chest hair and was moving her leg over my dick. I lifted her face a bit and kissed her lips again. She responded and it was a good, long, wet, and slurpy kiss. My dick started to rise again and when she saw that she looked at me and said, “Is it getting hard again?”

Me: You had 2-3 orgasms, I have had only one as yet. Time for you to show some skills now.

Taking the hint, she took my dick in her hand and started playing with it. She then took my nipple in her mouth and sucked it hard.

After playing with my nipple for some time, my sister-in-law started moving south. She kissed my stomach and went down to kiss my dick. It was hard by that time with precum oozing out. Then she pulled the foreskin and started kissing it. She licked it, kissed it, and rubbed it on her face. I could see my cum getting rubbed on her face and it was so erotic.

Manju then took it in her mouth and started sucking it. She was definitely very good at sucking dick and took the whole of it in her mouth and give it a hard suck. My dick was taken in her mouth by her and she rolled her tongue over it. Then she sucked my balls in between and again started sucking the dick nicely.

I held her hanging boob in my hand and started playing with it, pulling it, and pinching the nipple. Feeling her warm mouth over my dick was totally unexplainable, but seeing her sucking was even more erotic. I find looking at my partner taking my dick in her mouth to be very sexy and erotic.

I told her to suck me harder and try to make me cum. She started sucking so hard that I felt like my dick was going into some kind of vacuum pump.

My wife would have got tired if she had sucked me like that. But Manju was definitely a pro in this. Maybe it was because of her Yoga and all that she had such a good stamina in sucking. She started increasing her pace and squeezing my balls at the same time. Then she shifted her position and came in between my legs and started sucking me vigorously. She was able to take the whole of it in her mouth.

My orgasm was building up and I told her that I was about to come. But she did not stop, rather she increased her pace! Suddenly, I exploded in her mouth and kept squirting my liquid. It was very intense for me and I actually found my body crumbling with such an orgasm.

My sister-in-law kept sucking me for some time and cleaned my dick. I was surprised that she took all the cum in her mouth and drank it. Then I lay there exhausted by all that action and she was laying on my arm. We again kissed and I could taste my own cum in her mouth.

She was going to stay with us for another two days which would come in the next part of my story.

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Any ladies, girls, or couples interested in meet-ups or chats may also contact me by e-mail.

Hello all, this is the first time I am submitting my story here. So, please excuse me if there is any mistake in my story-telling style.

My name is Sandy (obviously, my name changed for my privacy). I am 33 years old and I work in our family’s own construction company. This incident happened in Jan 2023 just before Sankranthi.

I have a girlfriend and she stays in Canada for her masters. I love her a lot and I never had sex with anyone else in the last 6 months after she left for Canada. Due to the long-distance relationship, we had a lot of issues coming up every day. We were having heated arguments and she said she needed a break from everything and left.

I respected my gf’s decision and said I wouldn’t disturb her. I told her to concentrate on her career, and gave her what she wanted.

I was fine for a few days without talking to her, but as days passed, I was becoming restless and was unable to stop thinking about her. As I didn’t have any updates about her, I started calling her. She said she has moved on from our 4 years relationship and asked me to do the same! She said we would be in touch as good friends and hung up the call. That shattered me.

As days passed, I was unable to come out of it and then one of my cousins suggested that I should go on blind dates and asked me to install Tinder.

Now as it had been many months since I had sex, I was frustrated with everything that happened around me. I was desiring within myself for sex. This desire was growing more and more day by day. I had a couple of sexual relationships in the past before getting into the relationship. So I decided to use Tinder to find a sex partner.

I created my profile there and wrote a clear bio mentioning that I was looking only for sex and not for any relationship. I also mentioned that I was very good at providing sensual secret messages. (Actually, I am good at giving massages. I had learned a lot of massage tricks to make my ex happy by watching videos and I always wanted to give a sensual massage to make her happy.)

One girl swiped right and we ended up matching. Let’s call her ‘Divya’ in this story. I started the conversation and confirmed that Divya had read my bio and we were on the same page.

After exchanging basic info about each other, Divya agreed to meet me. She said she wanted a massage. We decided we would have sex only if we both felt like having it during the massage. But she told me to keep the condom ready in case required.

In the chat, she enquired about my massage style and service details as I had mentioned in my Tinder bio that I was giving paid massage service. This was because I wanted the girl to feel comfortable and they should be sure that I won’t go behind them for relationship, etc. Then I explained to Divya all my massage details and we agreed to meet.

The next day, she came in a taxi to my address. I had asked her to come near AMB mall which was about 15 minutes drive from my house. We decided to meet in my house as I stayed alone in my rented flat in a high-rise gated community in the financial district of Hyderabad. She called me as soon as she reached. I went in my car and picked her up.

The girl from Tinder was looking very sexy. She was around 5 feet 4 tall, with a perfect figure that was a little curvy as well (my favorite). I did not expect that she was that beautiful when she explained in our chat conversation that I would meet such a beauty. Divya had fairly milky skin. Just wow!

She was 28 years old and was from the north, but migrated with her parents decades back.

(By the way, I have a good-looking and well-built body as I work out every day and keep my body fit with 5’10”, 80 kg, wheatish brown. My tool is around 6 to 7 inches in length.)

We met in a coffee shop which was on the ground floor and we both liked each other. Then we had a coffee with a good conversation where the hot north Indian girl became a bit comfortable. Then she said that it was getting late as she stayed with her parents. So we decided to go to my place.

Once we reached my house, we spoke for a while. I offered her some drinks and snacks. Then we walked into my bedroom. I told the sexy girl Divya to feel comfortable and not to worry about anything. Then I told her to lie down on the bed and I started some sensual light music and lit a scented candle. Then I sat next to her.

Slowly, I held her hand and gently started massaging her hand. I continued to have general conversations while I was massaging her. I wanted her to be totally comfortable.

I continued massaging the beautiful north Indian girl’s arms, shoulders, neck, and legs on top of her dress. As time passed, we both started feeling relaxed and we started enjoying ourselves. I wanted to take it slow, so I asked her to turn over and sleep on her stomach. She followed my instructions.

Then I started massaging her back. I touched her butts. They were perfectly in shape. By then, I had already got my boner. My dick was already hard. I was in track pants and a t-shirt. I slowly removed Divya’s t-shirt and started applying gel on her back. I had bought a 2-in-1 lubricant. I used the same for the massage. Slowly, I applied this lube all over her back and continued massaging.

Then I made her sleep on her back and saw her beautiful melons in a bra. It was simply, wow. I started massaging her belly. I rolled my fingers on her wet (with gel) belly button looking at that shiny silky skin which was glowing and was making me crazy. In between, Divya was moaning lightly.

Then I slowly started massaging her armpit. In the process, I was also touching the sideline of her boobs. I then removed her jeans and started massaging her legs. Her thighs were so beautiful.

Slowly, I removed her bra and touched her cute firm whitish boobs. They were simply perfect in shape. By then, there was no conversation and she had submitted herself to me. I teased her a lot with my sensual touch. It took a long time to touch her pink color tits. Then I applied the gel and rolled my fingers on her tits gently. We both were horny by then.

Slowly, I applied more pressure and started pressing the sexy north Indian girl’s boobs harder. She looked at me, giving me a signal to suck her boobs. So I slowly started kissing her boobs first. I was rolling my tongue gently around her tits and slowly sucked her tits. Divya started moaning a little loudly. I started biting her tits with my teeth and she was moaning in pain and enjoying it.

Then I saw her panty which had already started showing signs of wetness. I continued this play for about 10 minutes. Then I played with her boobs by pressing, massaging, sucking, licking, and kissing them. In between, she held my head pulled up, and kissed me passionately. We locked our tongues and kissed passionately. This went on for more than 15 minutes.

After that, I moved my hands down and started touching the areas around her pussy. I used my fingers to rub the edges of her V-shape. My entire focus was on giving her all the pleasure. That was what I was always fascinated by.

Slowly, we faced each other sideways and kissed. I put my hand behind her and massaged her bums. Then I put my hand inside her panty from behind and pressed her bums. Eventually, I touched her butthole and she made an, “Ahhh” sound loud! I moved my fingers deeper. In between, I could feel her pussy. Her pussy was all wet and I could feel it.

My finger soon became wet. I took my wet finger out, showed it to her, and licked it. She became shy and smiled.

Then I pulled her panties down with my teeth. Now Divya was all naked. Believe me guys, I was on cloud 9.

Then I started gently rubbing the north Indian girl’s pussy. She was dripping with love juice. I continued rubbing her clitoris and after a few minutes, I went down and kissed her pussy. The sweet smell from her dripping pussy hit me hard. I started licking her pussy outer lips. It felt so good.

Slowly, I slid my middle finger inside and started moving it. With my thumb, I continued caressing her clitoris. In between, I went down and kissed her pussy. I also massaged her clitoris by rolling my tongue around it and then continued fingering.

After some time, the hot girl from Tinder started shivering and moaning loudly. The room was filled with her moans. I knew she was about to cum. Suddenly, she held my hands tightly and stretched her body. But I continued fingering her. Then the moment came and she started squirting! It came on my face. She squirted for more than 20 seconds. Then she looked relaxed. I cleaned every drop and made it dry.

After that, I went up and we hugged while sleeping. The fully aroused North Indian girl kissed me and asked if I had a condom. I said, Yes. She said that she wanted to do it. I gave her a condom packet and told her to do whatever she wanted.

Divya undressed me, took my dick in her mouth and sucked it for about 5 minutes. That was the best blowjob I ever got! I said I was about to come and then she stopped it all of a sudden. She came up and we kissed for a few minutes. Then she put on the condom and came on top.

Slowly, she slid my dick inside her pussy. It was very tight. With a light moan, it went all in as she sat on my dick. Divya relaxed for a minute and started grinding. While moving her ass in circles, she was moaning, “Ummmmm!” with half-closed eyes looking at the ceiling while I was pressing her boobs.

Looking at her like that, I felt she was an angel. It was too good! Since I didn’t have sex for a long time, I felt like cumming after 3-4 minutes. I told her to stop and then I played with her boobs and pussy again for a while.

We then came to the missionary position and I started fucking the hot north Indian girl. In the next 3 or 4 minutes, I felt like cumming and told her the same. And I took out my dick and kissed her for another 5 minutes. Then she took my dick and placed it at the entrance of her pink pussy and I gave a slight push. It just slid inside softly by separating her pussy lips just like a knife slice a red velvet cake.

Soon, I was fucking her in missionary pose. She locked her legs on my back and was making sounds with pleasure. She started shouting, “Baby..don’t stop it.. I want you to fuck me really hard.”

Listening to her words gave me instant energy and I started fucking her with more energy. The room was filled with the clapping sound coming from our hips when our bodies touched each other while fucking. She was pressing her boobs and pinching her pink nipples. While fucking her with hard pushes, my dick slipped out from her wet dripping hole. So she guided my dick and brought it back to the entrance of her pussy. While I was about to push inside, she just removed the condom. Without noticing it, I pushed inside her pussy.

Without a condom, my dick felt the heat inside her pussy and the feeling was of the next level. While I started fucking her again, within a minute she locked my hips with her legs. Then she hugged me tightly where her pussy walls were squashing my dick. I could feel here that she was getting a second orgasm.

I did not stop fucking and within seconds, she squirted. Now I could feel the hot liquid pressure on my dick and then I said, “Baby, I am about to come”, and was like shouting. Then She said that she wanted me to cum in her mouth. So I removed my dick and she came on top and sat between my legs and took my dick toward her lips.

The Divya held it in her hand and started sucking it. She tried to insert her tongue in my dick slit and she was sucking it while stroking it. Her other hand was holding my balls, and It was on cloud 9. Soon, I said, “Babyyy..I am cumminggg..”

The north Indian babe increased the speed of stroking my dick and then I cummed in her mouth. She took all the love juice of my dick in her mouth. She licked every drop of it. After cleaning my dick with her tongue, she came up and kissed me. I could taste my own cum for the first time.

We were tired and slept like that for some time. We had a wonderful experience.

Later she woke me up and said she was getting late. We took a shower together and got freshened up before she left.

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I hope you all enjoyed my real story. Sorry if it was too long. Please give your feedback. If any girls, married women, or aunties in Hyderabad or via (my native) want to have a similar experience, please contact me at my email ID [email protected]

Hi main Anwar – umar 32, Bangalore se. Meri kahani ka agla part aap sabke saamne lekar aaya hun. Mujhe umeed hai aap sabko meri kahani pasand aayegi aur aap sab log zarur comments karenge.

Note: Meri dastaan shuru se nahi padoge toh, na samajh aayega na maza. 2 betiyon ki chudai se shuru karke anwar ki dastaan zarur paden.

Ek din Nagma ko pata lag gaya ki Sumaiya mujhse chori chupe baat karti hai. Woh itne gusse mein thi ki, woh mujhse baat karna band kardi. Kuch dino baad main uske ghar gaya. Usse baat karke usko samjhane.

Lekin woh bohut gusse mein aur naraaz thi. Maine kaha, “Dekho Nagma is mein chupane wali baat nahi hai. Aaj nahi toh kal hamari shodi hone wali hai. Rozana nahi, bas hafte mein ek aad baar, baatein hoti hain Sumaiya se woh bhi sirf 10 minute.”

Itna kehne ke baad bhi, usne koi jawaab nahi diya. Thodi der baad jab maine usko gale lagaane ki koshish ki, toh usne mana kar diya. Maine socha, isse abhi baat karna munasib nahi aur wahan se wapas chala aaya.

Aise hi din beet te gaye aur maine apni koshish jaari ki, usse baat karne ki. Lekin woh har baar mera call cut karti, aur toh aur usne Sumaiya se bhi woh mobile cheen liya tha. Isi koshishon mein 3 mahine beet gaye.

Na Sumaiya se koi baat ho rahi thi aur na Nagma se. Ek din mera bhai Munawar ne mujhse kaha ki. Mai Sumaiya se shadi karne ka khayal apne dil se nikaal dun. Kyunki woh jaanta tha ki, mere aur Sumaiya ke beech pyaar jaari hai.

Isse pehle ki main, mere bhai se puchta ki ‘kyun?’ usne aage kaha. Hamare mama chahte hain ki, Sumaiya ki shadi jaldi ho jaaye. Jab mama ne, ammi se pucha ki, 6 mahino mein shadi karwa denge, toh ammi ne saaf mana kar diya.

Kyun ki mere se bade 2 aur bhaiyon ki shadi hona baaki hai, “2 saal wait kar sakte ho, toh karo warna aap ki marzi.”

Kuch mahino baad, Sumaiya ki shadi fix ho gayi. Usi ke gaon ke ek ladke se. 3 mahino baad shadi thi. Ye sab sunke mujhe samajh aa chuka tha ki. Is sabke peeche Nagma ka haath hai.

Maine aisa zaahir kiya ki, mujhe koi fark nahi padta. Bura toh laga tha. Mujhse zyada Sumaiya ko bura laga hoga. Kyunki Sumaiya ne ek hafte baad, chupke se mujhse baat ki. Aur kaha, “Jo naseeb mein hai, wahi hona hai, mujhe maaf kardo.”

Hamare beech bohut baatein hue aur akhir mein woh apne raaste aur main apne. Sumaiya ki shadi ko main nahi gaya aur naa hi Nagma se koi baat ki. Is baar maine khud usko contact karna band kar diya.

Toh Parveen yeh rahi meri Dastaan. Jo Nagma bhabhi ke saath shuru hue. Uske baad aage chal ke bohut ladkiyaan meri zindagi mein aayi. Lekin Nagma ke baad maine kisi se bhi pyaar nahi kiya. Sirf wahi rishta rakha jo ladkiyan chahti thi.

Parveen – Accha! Nagma hi woh aurat thi, jiske saath tumne pehli dafa sex kiya tha.

Main – Haan.

Parveen – Kya tumne Nagma ki gaand bhi maari.

Main – Nahi.

Parveen – Jaane do. Aurat chahe paise le ya na le. Agar woh bohut mardon se chudwati hai, toh woh RANDI hi hai.

Main – Chodo, jaane do hamein kya lena, bhaad mein jaaye woh.

Fir Parveen ne mujhe gale laga kar mere saath romance karna chalu kiya. Dheere se mujhe mere kaan mein kaha, “Aaj tum mujhe, Nagma randi banake chodna, gaali dena is randi ko.”

Ye sunke mera lund khada hone laga aur maine uske hoton ko kiss karte hue uske boobs ko dabane laga. Fir humne ek dusre ke kapde nikaal kar poore nange ho gaye. Fir woh gutnon pe baith ke mera lund muh mein leke choosne lagi.

Mai uske saamne khada tha. Maine uske sar ko pakad kar, ye kehte hue uske muh ko chodna chalu kiya. “Aaj tujhe chodke, teri saari garmi nikaalunga Nagma randi, le mera lund tere muh mein chinaal kahin ki.”

Maine uske muh ko zor-zor se chodna chalu kiya. Jab mera paani nikla toh, uske gale tak lund ko gusa ke, ye kehte hue saara paani nikaal diya. “Le randi, chinaal, peeja mere lund ka paani.”

Jab woh saara paani pee gayi. Fir usne mere lund ko apni jeep se chaat ke saaf karke kehne lagi. “Anwar jaane kitne saalon baad mila hai tu. Tere lund ke intezaar mein main randi bangayi. Aaja, aake meri chut chaat bhadwe.”

Maine fauran usko utha ke, wahin bed par patak kar uski taangein kholi aur uske chut ke hoton ko muh mein leke choosne laga. Fir apni jeep se uski chut chaatne laga aur woh moan karke kehne lagi.

“Mast chaat ta hai tu meri chut. Mujhe apni randi banale. Chaat bhadwe, rukna mat. Meri chut se saara paani chaat le.”

Jab uska paani nikla, maine uski choot se saara paani chaat kar saaf kiya. Fir se usne mera lund muh mein leke choosne lagi. Aur main uske muh ko thodi der chodke.

Usko ghodi banakar peeche se chodne laga aur kehne laga. “Randi, chinaal, kitne laudon se chudwaya hai tune. Dekh teri choot dheeli ho gayi hai. Sabke saath randi banke chudwati hai na tu.”

Usne kaha, “Haan re, main sabki chinaal hun. Jo lund mujhe pasand aata hai, main uski randi banke, usse chudwati hun.” Maine uski chut se lund ko nikaala aur uski gaand mein gusa diya.

Thoda sa lund uski gaand mein ghusa tha ki, itne mein woh kehne lagi. “Nahi Anwar, saale meri gaand mein nahi. Woh kunwari gaand hai. Aaj tak maine apni gaand ko, har kisi se bacha ke rakhi hai. Nikaal tere lund meri gaand se, bhadwe.”

Maine zara sa apne lund ko nikaal kar, fir se ek aur dhakka maara. Is baar, mera poora lund uski gaand mein gus gaya, woh zor se chillaai. “Bhadwe, nikaal haramzade. Teri bahen ki choot. Nikaal de tera lund.”

Maine kaha, “Nahi, Nagma randi, teri chut bohut dheeli hai. Teri chut ko chodne ka maza nahi aa raha. Jaane kitne laudon se chudwa ke, chut ka bhosda bana liya tune.”

Woh keh rahi thi, “Mujhe hisaab nahi hai ki maine kitnon se kitni baar chudwaya hai. Har koi meri gaand bhi maarna chahta tha. Kisi ko mauka nahi diya aur na tujhe deti. Lekin harami, tune zabardasti meri gaand mein lund gusa diya haraam khor.”

Thodi der baad jab uski gaand ko araam mila. Woh kehne lagi, “Abhi bina ruke meri gaand maar, Anwar.” Maine uski gaand ko pehle dheere-dheere chodne laga. Fir zor-zor se chodna chalu kiya.

Fir usne mujhe lita kar, mere upar aake, uski gaand mein mera lund lekar chudwane lagi. Lekin maine usko fir se ghodi banake uski gaand maarna chalu kiya.

Takreeban 20 minute tak chodta raha. Mera saara paani uski gaand mein hi nikaal diya. Jab wash karke wapas aaye tab Parveen ne kaha.

Parveen – Aaj bohut dino baad Nagma ko soch ke chodne mein tumhe maza aaya.

Main – Haan Parveen, maza toh aaya. Kaash main usko asli mein randi bana kar, usko gaali deke, uski gaand maar ta. Maza aa jaata.

Parveen – Chahe tum usko chodo, ya na chodo, woh hai toh ek randi hi. Itna yaad rakhna. Abhi toh zindagi baaki hai. Mauka mila toh, jaise aaj mujhe choda, waise hi usko chod lena. Bilkul bhi rahem mat karna us Nagma randi par.

Main – Haan-haan kyun nahi. Baat toh aise kar rahi ho, jaise mujhe kal hi mauka mil jayega. Waise toh mujhe uski choot ki armaan nahi hai. Ab mere liye tum hona.

Jab main jaane ke liye taiyaar hone laga toh, Parveen ne mujhse kaha. “Agli baar jab milenge, tab baakhi ki dastaan poori suna dena, tab tak ke liye bye, Anwar.”

Shaam ko main, apne bhai ke ghar wapas laut aaya. Jahan mera bhai Munawar, bhabhi Shabana aur uske ghar wale sab the. Un logon ke saath dinner kiya.

Fir bhabhi ne mujhe bulaya aur pucha. “Anwar, aise hi apni zindagi kharaab karoge. Shadi-wadi karne ka iraada rakhte ho ya nahi?”

Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, abhi nahi. Ek aur saal main kuch nahi sochna chahta.”

Fir Bhabhi ne mujhe mere bhai ke saath milkar samjhane lage. Thodi der baatein hui. Itne mein mujhe Parveen ka call aaya aur main wahan se chala aaya. Jab main call receive karne hi wala tha ki call cut ho gaya.

Maine ring back kiya. Lekin usne uthaya nahi. Aise hi lete-lete, uske call ka intezaar karte hue mujhe neend aa gayi aur main so gaya. Subah jab utha toh mere mobile par, Parveen ka message aaya tha. ‘Mere papa ka inteqaal (dehaant) ho gaya hai.’

To be continued.

Apne feedbacks aur gande wale comment’s zarur dena [email protected].

Hi friends, I have been reading the various encounters that you all have had with your maids. This became my ultimate fantasy. Unfortunately, I never got the chance till this incident happened.

To introduce myself, I am a 27-year-old, 6’ tall, average male from South India. This episode happened less than a year ago. I am writing about my experience with lots of encouragement from Uma.

Two years ago, I moved to Bangalore because of a family decision to build a house there. I was given the job since Dad was very busy. I had to supervise the entire thing, and after 1 year, the house was ready.  After house housewarming, I shifted here, and my parents went back to our hometown.

We are a well-to-do business family with businesses spread across India, which my father and I manage. I work from home mostly, and business in Bangalore was my responsibility. While I was settling down, I was slowly furnishing the entire place with some tasteful furnishings.

Meanwhile, I had a big problem getting a maidservant to do the daily chores. I checked, and none of our servants were ready to stay and work here. I had spoken to so many maids to refer someone to me. I was lazing on an early Saturday morning when my neighbour’s maid rang my doorbell.

I answered the door. She said Uma, who she has brought, is looking for work. She can give a complete guarantee of her, the only criteria being she needed a place to stay. I looked at Uma and saw an innocent young village woman. She was very fair and just 5-2 in height.

Same time, she was very dirty, which gave me second thoughts. The other maid said she was in a hurry and left, saying we could discuss and leave a message with our neighbour. I looked at Uma, and my fantasies came to mind. So I decided to try her.

If I could get her to do everything my way, then things might be great. I invited her inside, locking the door and telling her to get comfortable. When I was closing the door, her full backside brushed my body. Uma did not react and sat on the floor, curled up.

I asked, “Why are you sitting on the floor?” She said, “The servant’s place is at the master’s feet.” Coming from a modern culture, I said, “I don’t look at it that way. I would appreciate it if you sat on the chair.” She said, “I am very dirty right now, so I don’t want to spoil your expensive furniture.”

I agreed, saying, “You need to tidy up and cannot be like this.” She nodded and asked, “Do you have a place for me to stay?” I said yes, and her eyes lit up. She asked, “Can I take a bath first? It is more than a week, and I am feeling very dirty.”

I liked her and asked, “Should we first discuss your salary and terms? If you agree, then you can proceed.” She said, “If you have a place for me to stay, that is all I need. I don’t care about money, and everything else can wait. I am very sure there is nothing you want that I can not do.”

This was more than what I was expecting, so I agreed. I said, “My bathroom is the only one currently furnished with all the necessities.” I took her to my attached big bathroom. My bathroom has a double tub and all the bells and whistles.

I said, “You can take a bath here.” Uma was confused, looking at the fittings. She asked, “Can I get a bucket to take a bath?” I showed her how to operate the hand and overhead shower. She was excited looking at the water falling from the overhead shower.

I asked, “Do you have any other clothes with you? I want you to dispose of all your current clothes.” She said, “What I am wearing now is all I have left. Do you have any old clothes I can wear?” I could only think of my mother’s clothes and took her to my parent’s room.

I opened my mom’s wardrobe, taking out mom’s old saris and nighties. I asked, “Do you have any preference.” Uma replied, “I will wear anything.” We figured mom’s clothes were more than double Uma’s size because mom is obese at 120kg.

Uma said, “These are too big.” I took her to my bedroom and opened my wardrobe, showing her, “This is the best alternative I have. If you do not mind, you can wear till I buy you new ones.”

Uma looked at me, saying, “These are men’s clothes. What will people say.” I said, “I don’t care what people say as long as you are okay with it. I am willing to help you, only if you do exactly what I tell you. Everything should remain a secret between us.”

I gave my white T-shirt and track pants to her. I took her to the bathroom and put my clothes on the hangar. I adjusted the shower to warm, saying, “Turn it on when you want it.” I stepped out of the bathroom and closed the door, telling her to lock it.

The devil in me made me curious to see her naked. I went to the keyhole and peeped inside. Uma removed her clothes and stood naked, facing my full-size mirror.

I froze at the sight of her naked body. Her old clothes hid her curves nicely. She had a busty figure like Sunny Leone. Uma was better than my wildest imagination. She had big, shapely breasts with forward-pointed nipples exactly like fat mangoes.

Her flat waist curved very nicely, leading to a curvy butt. She had a dense forest over her pussy. It completely hid her pussy lips which I wanted to see. As if she read my mind, she spread her legs, separating her pubic hair.

She separated her pussy lips and started fingering her pussy while rubbing her boobs with her hand. She was masturbating, which made it clear she had sexual needs making me eager to fuck her.

This was like a fantasy, which I had masturbated a million times to. She got in the bathtub and opened the shower. She sat down, playing under the water, scrubbing her feet. I don’t have a feet fetish, but I love women who keep them clean.

She cleaned her feet and came to the rest of her body, scrubbing herself from her legs going upwards. She lay in the tub under the falling water, spreading her legs. She was rubbing her crotch slowly at first and soon very vigorously, letting out Aahs.

The water from the shower was falling directly on her pussy, giving her pleasure. Watching her masturbate gave me a hard-on. I held my dick and started stroking it, imagining I was fucking her. She continued rubbing her pussy for a few more minutes and screamed, “Oui Maa,” quite loudly.

She then realised where she was and got up and sat in the tub, staring at the door with a nervous look. She waited for a few minutes till she felt no one heard her and stood under the shower. She washed her pussy and wet her body, including her long hair. She took the shampoo and lathered her hair.

She took the bath gel and lathered her body, making more froth and spending extra time on her boobs and pussy. As you know, the shower washes all the soap from your body when you stand under it. The ground below becomes slippery with the foam.

Uma did not realise this and slipped and fell on her back with a loud thud, screaming. I pretended to come running and stood outside the bathroom door, asking her, “Are you okay?” Uma said, “Saab, I slipped and fell.”

I asked, “Are you able to stand and come to the door?” She said, “My leg is hurting a lot, so I cannot stand.” I asked, “Can you somehow unlock the door so I can help you?” She said, “The door was never locked.” I asked, “Is it okay for me to come in to help you?” Uma replied with a few seconds delay, yes.

I opened the bathroom door and stepped inside. I saw her lying naked in the bath tub covering her boobs with one hand and her pussy with the other. Her hands were not enough to cover her assets. Uma apologised, saying, “I am very ashamed about this.”

I said, “It is okay. I am worried that you have hurt yourself seriously.” I took a towel from the rack and covered her front body. I said, “Hold it. Where did you hurt yourself?” She used the same hand with which she was covering her chest, placing it below her right thigh, showing me.

I stepped into the tub between her legs and came to her right side. I tried to lift her leg slowly, holding it from below. Uma said, “It is hurting a lot, but I will bear it.” My eyes were on her pussy because the towel had slid, and she was not covering it. I got a good look at her pussy through her bush.

I said, “You still have a lot of soap on your body. You follow my instructions. I am going to make you stand and wash the soap.” I stepped in front and put both her hands around my neck. I hugged her, lifting her slowly and making her stand.

During this, the towel fell, and we ended up hugging each other with my cock touching her crotch. I was scared if she realised. After I made her stand, I said, “Hold the handrail for balance.” I apologised for the towel incident.

Uma looked at me and said, “Saab, you have seen everything, so I don’t need the towel anymore. If any other man would have seen me like this, he would have surely fucked me. You are a gentleman, and I feel safe in your hands.” I kept the towel back on the rack.

I was happy I was making good progress with her. Hopefully, very soon, I would be fucking her with her consent. Uma reminded me, saying, “My leg is still hurting a lot.” I came behind her and raised her right thigh from below, confirming where the pain was. I placed her foot on the armrest.

While I was supporting her with my one hand around her, my face rubbed against her butt, giving me a view of her rear hole. I stood behind her and asked, “What are you going to do about your hair?” She said, “I will wash it myself.” I turned on the overhead shower, standing behind her, holding her firmly.

My hands were on her ribcage while Uma bent forward to wash her hair. I daringly raised my hands and touched her boobs from the sides. After waiting a few moments and seeing no reaction from her, I began lightly caressing her boobs from the side.

Soon, she was done washing her hair. I checked her hair and asked her to shampoo her hair again. Without questioning, she started doing it. Because of all our movements, my hands were cupping half her boobs now. I realised her nipples were at my fingertips.

I gently began pressing her nipples between my fingertips. I realised we were standing so close that our bodies were touching, and my clothes were fully wet. My cock was rock hard, buried in between her butt cheeks. I did not care how she would react because it felt great.

All I wanted was to fuck her as soon as I can. Uma finished shampooing her hair. I told her to tie it on her head. I saw she was breathing heavily, probably because I had been caressing her boobs and nipples.

I said, “Hold the handrail and stand so I can bathe you.” Uma said, “Saab, I am feeling very ashamed because you are bathing me. Also, your clothes are fully wet because of me.” I came in front saying, “Don’t worry too much because I want to take care of you and don’t tell anyone about this.”

Uma smiled, saying, “Don’t worry, Saab, this will remain between us only. Please give me a chance to take good care of your needs.” I was feeling great as I was inching closer to my dream fuck. To keep her engrossed, I asked, “Are you married, or is there someone who is worrying about you now?”

I picked up the hand shower and aimed it at her neck and chest to wash the soap. I ran my hands all over, taking time, feeling her boobs. Uma said, “Yes, I am married, but I do not want to go back to that hell. With great difficulty, I escaped with help from a good man.”

“I have a family, but after my marriage, they disowned me instead of rescuing me. I had a mama who really cared for me, and we were in love. We wanted to get married, but my parents did not allow it. So there is no one left for me to go back to.”

I kept quiet and continued washing her boobs. I went down to her tummy and kneeled in front while doing it. I pointed the hand shower at her crotch, and Uma jerked. I placed my hand on her crotch, separating her hairy bush and touching her pussy. Uma was letting out soft Aahs while I was doing this.

I said spread your legs, and she did. Her pussy was wet, with her slimy juice oozing out. I looked at her. Uma had her eyes closed. I licked my fingers, tasting her juices. As I rubbed her pussy, Uma spread her legs further, grinding her crotch against my hand.

I spread her pussy lips, bringing my mouth closer and gave a quick lick to her clit. Uma placed her hand behind my head, pushing it harder to her clit as her body trembled. She let out a loud moan, and I pushed two fingers into her pussy, making her moan louder.

I alternately kept licking her pussy and fingering it. I pushed one finger into her butt with two fingers still inside her pussy, and she had an intense orgasm. Her entire body wriggled with her orgasm, pressing my face hard against her pussy. I continued licking with my fingers going to and fro inside both her holes.

Then she recovered and stood straight. Uma said, “I am very ashamed about what happened.” I continued down her legs, rubbing her thighs, including her feet, washing all the soap off. When I was done, I came behind her and washed her back from neck downwards.

I spread her ass cheeks, pointing the water to her butt hole, washing with my hand, confident she would not object. I asked, “How many times did you soap yourself?” She said this was the first.” I said, “You need more cleaning. Please hold the handrail and stand so I can bathe you again.”

Uma said, “Saab, I would die of shame making you do anything more.” I asked, “What choice do you have right now? I washed the soap from your body from your earlier bath, so where is the shame left between us now?” She remained quiet while I poured the bath gel on the applicator.

I lathered her neck downwards, rubbing her boobs with the applicator and my bare palm on the other. I looked at her face, and her eyes were closed again. She was letting out feeble ‘Aahs’ breathing heavily.

Uma said, “Saab, you are taking very good care of me as if I were someone very dear to you. I do not understand why because I am just your servant.” I said, “I am only trying to help. For me, you are a human being first, and this is how I take care of my people.”

What I said worked like an icebreaker, and Uma hugged me, crying on my shoulder. All the soapy froth from her body was now on my clothes, and my erection was pressing against her crotch. I consoled her, running my hands on her soapy neck while my other hand was holding her back.

Uma broke the hug and looked at my face with teary eyes, saying, “Saab, I strongly feel something very nice about you and feel I can blindly trust you.” I said, “I am happy to hear, and you will surely get your chance.” I continued lathering her body and spending a good amount of time massaging her boobs.

I was doing it confidently, knowing she would not object. I came to her navel, pushing my finger inside. Uma said, “Saab, your touch feels exactly like my mama, and I am not able to control myself.” I said, “Tell me more about your mama.”

She said, “Things were totally different between me and my mama, so I cannot answer.” I insisted, “I am asking if I am as good as your mama.” She said, “Saab, please leave it because Mama and I were also lovers. I can never compare you to my Mama. Besides that, you are equally good.”

I knew she was slipping closer to me. She said, “You are so much younger than my Mama. Every time I feel your touch, it reminds me of him.” I went down to her pussy and rubbed with the applicator separating her bush. She spread her legs, giving me more access.

I separated her pussy lips with my fingers pushing inside, pretending to clean while Uma’s voice was now groggy. Uma held my head, gyrating her bottom on my fingers, pushing them deeper inside her pussy. I pointed my soapy ring finger at her ass, entering naturally with her motion.

She was now riding my fingers in her pussy and ass. I remained still and saw she was having another strong orgasm. After it subsided, she composed herself, saying, “I don’t know what came on me. I did not mean any of what just happened and am very ashamed about it.”

I said, “It was normal and don’t feel bad about it.” My fingers were still inside her pussy and ass while we were talking. I removed them and continued to lather her legs. I continued doing it especially massaging her inner thighs, making sure my knuckles brushed her pussy often.

To keep her engrossed, I asked, “Where is your Mama now?” She said, “He passed away in a road accident. Otherwise, I would have married and settled with him.” I said sorry about that, and she said, “It is okay. It was very long ago.”

I stood holding her face with my hands and looked into her eyes. I said, “You are the most beautiful person at heart I have ever met.” Uma blushed again. I don’t know how I managed to say this.

Uma was staring at my face, all dizzy, and she hugged me tightly and burst out crying again. I lifted her face and planted a kiss on her forehead, saying, “It is okay, please stop crying.” We broke the hug, and I came behind her.

I added more bath gel to the applicator and lathered her neck, going down her back to her butt. I told her to bend forward. I separated her ass cheeks, scrubbing her butt hard with the applicator, including her pussy. Uma herself bent further, holding the tap and opening her legs further, giving me full access.

I used this chance to rub her pussy nicely. I hugged her from behind and said, “Wash your hair,” opening the overhead shower. I was cupping her boobs from behind confidently this time. Uma washed her hair and was about to tie it.

I interrupted her, saying, “You need to apply the conditioner, which will make your hair soft,” giving her the conditioner. While she applied the conditioner, I continued massaging her boobs gently, keeping her nipples in between my fingers.

When she was done, she tied her hair over her head and stood holding the handrail. I came in front, took the hand shower and washed her body from neck downwards. I spent extra time on her boobs, belly and pussy. Now, she was openly moaning louder.

I hugged her from behind and opened the top shower, telling her to wash the conditioner. When she was done, I switched off the water, and she tied her hair above her head. I knelt facing her pussy, and Uma spread her legs. I spread her pussy lips, pointing to the shower stream.

I was finger fucking her love hole, making her squirm in pleasure. I washed her thighs and legs, including her feet. I came behind her and did the same, giving extra attention to her butt. This time, she bent forward, opening her legs. I made the most out of this chance by fingering both her holes together.

I switched off the shower and put her left hand over my shoulder and my right hand around her, holding her. I reached all around her back, cupping her right boob firmly. I helped her step out of the shower onto the dry bathroom mat near the door.

I said, “Hold the doorknob for support.” I picked up a towel. I slowly wiped from her head, going downwards, spending a lot of time on her boob. I continued further down to her waist and pussy. I continued talking to her, “You have a very beautiful and sexy body.”

Uma blushed and turned her face the other way. I asked, “Did I say anything wrong?” She covered her face with her hands, smiling from ear to ear, saying, “Saab, you are like godsent to me. I really like you and will do anything to make you happy. Just give me a chance.”

I said, “Between us, we are good friends, and that is our first secret. You need to listen and do exactly as I tell you.” She said, “Saab, I never imagined putting you in this situation. I am so ashamed for making you do all this.”

After I had towelled her, I placed one hand around her back and the other under her knees, carrying her and placed her on my bed. I spread a bedsheet on her, covering her to her thighs. I asked her to lift her right leg, which she couldn’t. So, I had to raise it and place a pillow below it.

I took a fresh set of clothes from my wardrobe, went to the bathroom, and changed. I brought a pain spray. I sat between her legs, lifting her leg and placing her ankle on my shoulder. This displaced the bedsheet revealing her pussy, so I covered it again.

I sprayed her leg and massaged it, during which I rubbed my knuckles against her pussy often. She said, “Saab, I will never be able to repay your debt.” I comforted her, saying it was okay.

I gave her a painkiller while she was still lying on my bed. I looked at her and said, “Get some sleep, and we will talk later,” and I left.

Let me know how you liked this, and I will post more parts. You can reach me at [email protected] with your suggestions and feedback.

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.

One afternoon around 3 PM, I was taking a hot shower when the doorbell rang. I went near the door and asked who it was. I heard Sneha respond that it was her.

I opened the door, and Sneha looked at me in awe as I was just in a towel wrapped around my body. The towel was so thin that it absorbed the water from my body. It had become transparent as well. My dark nipples were poking out as she watched, and the little bush between my legs was visible too.

I went back to my room and was expecting Sneha to come to me. The thought has made me hot, and I felt my pussy getting moisturized. I turned on the shower and continued to take a bath, and there you go! There was a knock on the door, and I was the happiest person.

I opened it, and Sneha was nude, just in a towel and asked, “Mom, can I join you in the shower?” I smiled and welcomed her in. Once she was in the washroom, she removed her towel and came behind me. She hugged me from behind, and I could feel her body heat as her boobs touched my back.

I turned on the shower knob, and water fell on us. She brought her hands over my navel and poked my navel with her finger. She brought her pussy towards my ass and pressed her pussy on my ass. I could feel her sharp hair pinch my soft ass. I moaned, “Sneha, what are you doing, dear?”

Sneha kissed my neck and bit my shoulder. She said, “I love you, mom. I love every part of your body. You are so perfect, mom I wanna play with you and fuck you.” Listening to her words turned me hard. Meanwhile, she started to kiss all over my back and bite at the same time.

Her hands grabbed my huge boobs, and she pressed them hard. She played with my nipples with her forefinger. She caught them and pulled them, making me moan in pain and pleasure. Sneha then reached for my pussy which was a little hairy, and played above my pussy with the hair.

I could not hold it any longer. I placed her hand over my wet dripping pussy. She caught my pussy lips with her hands and pulled them. I moaned. “Do you love it, mommy? Your daughter playing all the dirty games with you?” she asked.

Her fingers went into my pussy and were moving with great speed before I answered her. I turned my head towards her and said, “Yes, baby, I love the way you are playing with your mother. Fuck me, baby girl fuck me with your beautiful fingers.”

She pinched my clit while she fingered it. I could not hold it any more. I turned towards her completely and kissed her while she fingered me. I got a huge orgasm while still kissing her. Once I stopped squirting, Sneha brought her wet hand over my face and rubbed my juices all over my face.

She then asked me to kneel in front of her. Once I knelt, she opened her pussy with both her hands and moved closer to my face. She rubbed her wet pussy over my nose and then made me lick his open pussy. I began to lick her red pussy with my tongue and started to tongue fuck her pussy.

She caught my hair and pushed my face deep into her pussy, and squirted all over my face. I licked my daughter’s yummy juices, and then we showered together and went out. Once we were out, Sneha said, “Mom, I have a surprise for you,” and she ran to her room.

She came back with her college bag and pulled out a 6-inch dildo. It was black and had small dots all over it. I asked her what it was. She explained that it was a dildo that we could play with. She asked me to open my mouth.  I opened my mouth, and she pushed the dildo into my mouth and asked me to suck it.

I sucked the dildo and started to take it into my mouth. Sneha started to take the other end and came near me. Now, the dildo is half in Sneha’s mouth and half in mine. Her boobs were touching mine. I reached for her pussy, and it was super wet. I pushed my finger into her pussy.

She did the same, and once, we both were super wet. She asked me to sit and pushed half of it into my pussy. I moaned and fell back. Sneha came and slept on me. She started to fuck my pussy with the dildo and asked me, “How are you feeling, mom. Are you loving it?”

“Yes, Sneha fuck, fuck your mom.” I was moaning while she ate my boobs and fucked my pussy till I erupted for the second time. She then asked me to come into a doggy position. Once I was in, she hit my ass with the dildo and my husband’s belt, which was in the room.

I was moaning and screaming. She applied chocolate to the dildo completely and pushed the tip of it into my asshole. Oh my God, I was yelling as the dildo made its way into my ass hole. Once, she made sure half of it went in, she moved the dildo front and back while she was standing on the bed.

She then knelt and started to suck the chocolate from the other end of the dildo. She ate the chocolate. She pushed my upper part on the bed completely and sat on the dildo into her pussy.

The half was in my ass, and she sat on the other half and began to ride. The dildo went further into my ass as she sat over it. I made sure it was out when she rose. She was leaking all over the dildo, and those are going into my ass hole. I loved it. She started to hit my ass with her hand while she rode the dildo.

Both of us are moaning as we are reaching an amazing orgasm. Within no time, both came together, and I fell on the bed. She fell over me with the dildo still in my ass and her pussy.

We had an amazing session that day. Hope you loved this mom-and-daughter lesbian tale. Let me know if you would love to [email protected]. Bye, I will be back with another encounter soon.

I am Viraj. My family is well settled and we have our business. The story began when one of my friends couldn’t find any source to reach her hometown for her family function as she was busy completing her project deadline.

Then she asked me to drop her a favor. It almost takes 9 hours to reach her home town and to come back it takes 9 hours again, and a complete 18 hours of non-stop car driving. As she was my close friend, I couldn’t say no to her. It was also her family function.

This journey completely changed my lifestyle. This part is about how I met them and had sex with a beauty goddess.

So, we reached their hometown early in the morning and everyone was busy with the arrangements. I am well known to her family and her relatives. They insisted on staying and leaving tomorrow. I was also very tired because of the night driving. I was feeling drowsy and I needed to rest for at least a couple of hours to go back by driving my car.

Then I went directly to my friend’s room and had a nap. Later I got up and freshened up and had lunch. My friend’s hometown was a remote village, and most people lived through farming. (Now, many of the village people were moving to other state metro cities and Dubai for earning.)

Anyway, here started the turning point of my life. I went to see the village and near one house, two ladies were crying and asking the man to give them some time. I enquired what had happened. The two ladies were cousin sisters. The elder sister’s name was Madhavi and the younger sister was Vani. Vani was the daughter of Madhavi’s mother’s own sister. They were so poor and married to this village brothers of the same family. Madhavi had such fair and attractive eyes.

Madhavi was married first and her husband’s name was Raju. He was a good man and their livelihood was farming. She was living a happy life and seeing her, Vani’s parents fixed her marriage with Madhavi’s husband’s brother Ravi. Vani was not as fair as Madhavi but had a good figure and charming face and a sexy smile.

Madhavi’s husband always wanted a son, but Madhavi gave birth to daughters. He was upset and started drinking and scolding her and the children every day. Because of his habit, their debts increased. His younger brother Ravi never liked Vani, and due to pressure from his brother, he married Vani.

Ravi always wanted to marry a beautiful lady who looked like Madhavi and wanted to enjoy his life in cities. He always wanted to leave the village and had no interest in farming. Seeing his brother’s condition, Ravi took this chance and convinced his brother to leave this village and ladies and move to Dubai for job and after settling there, they could marry other women. And his brother could also have a son with his new wife.

Raju and Ravi took a hand loan from the villagers and moved to Dubai. Initially, they used to call their wives once a week and later decreased the calls to once a month, and now they stopped calling completely. Vani and Madhavi understood the situation that their husbands were never going to come back and they started doing small chores along with farming in their village. Now they had a debt of around 35 lacs made by both brothers in the village.

It had been more than a year and even the villagers came to know that Ravi and Raju were not contacting the family and not sending any money to their wives. So, the villagers took the decision of taking their house and a small portion of land they had. Now Madhavi with two kids and Vani with one kid had no shelter. They were pleading with the villagers to grant some more time.

My friend said both were good women and were working hard to pay the money. Knowing the true faces of Raju and Ravi, the villagers thought to take the properties instead of waiting long. Still, they had to pay more than 20 lacs. They gave 2 months to clear the remaining amount, as their house and land were not worth of that huge amount. Seeing their faces, I felt pity.

At that time, we were looking for loyal people to take care of our house chores and reaming work. I went straight to Madhavi and Vani told them I was willing to clear their debts. Madhavi and Vani were shocked and had confused faces.

Then Madhavi asked: Why do you want to help us? You are not even from this village and never knew us when the whole village had turned back on us for such a huge amount.

I replied: I am not giving this for free. You both sisters now require money and shelter. I need loyal people to work for us. For this favor, you need to work in our house.

They were not ready to accept my offer.

I said: You are going to get a salary and rooms and the food also will be free. Till you work in our house, there will be no interest in the money for clearing your loans.

My friend after listening to all this, said to Madhavi at the moment: This is a huge help. You should accept take it.

Madhavi and Vani said: We don’t know him. How can we trust a stranger when our own husband betrayed us?

Madhavi said: I have known him for a very long time. You can trust him. Also, there is no other option.

They agreed and I paid their debt and asked them to get only the required luggage. Then the road trip started to drop my friend and ended with two ladies and 3 kids.

Both the ladies sat silently. Now they were relaxed but with confused faces. In between, we had food and they felt happy as I treated them and their kids very well. Still, they were confused about their future.

We reached our house at midnight. I already informed my parents about all the things that happened. My parents were not so happy about spending so much money without knowing anything about 2 women with no husbands.

Then we gave them rooms on the second floor. My parents lived on the ground floor, and my brother and kids lived on the first floor. I and both ladies stayed on the second floor.

They got mingled into our family and took all the work into their hands. My parents were relaxed and happy. They gained trust from my parents too within 3 months. Madhavi used to talk less than Vani. Vani had a 1-year-old child and she used to feed breastmilk to her baby. Madhavi used to feed her younger daughter her milk. Madhavi became more comfortable and friendly with me.

One day, Vani slipped from the steps and her leg got fractured and needed to rest. Then Madhavi had to do her and Vani’s work. All my family members went on a short vacation. Madhavi was so tired and only my room was left to clean. So, she laid herself on the bed for a short time and without knowing, she fell asleep. When I came into the room and saw her sleeping, I went to shower without disturbing her.

Then Madhavi woke up and noticed I was back in the room and she started to do her work. I came out and noticed she was tired and told her to take rest and clean the room the next day.

Madhavi said: Vani is taking rest along with the kids.

I asked her to rest in my room as I was going out. Madhavi was not ready, but due to no rest for 2 days, she stayed in the room and I left for work. Then I came back in the afternoon and saw Madhavi still sleeping. I was about to leave the room. Then my eyes caught Madhavi’s waist. Her fair skin tone made me to check out her body. Her saree on her legs had moved to the knees and her pallu had moved a little bit. The mole on her breast was visible and I was unable to take off my eyes. The black mole was shining on her fair body.

Then I went close to the sleeping village maid and touched on the mole. Her sleep was disturbed, so she turned around. Now I touched her thighs and kissed on the waist. She never had sex after the issues with Raju and my touch woke up her feelings even in the sleep and she slowly moaned.

Then I turned toward her. She was half asleep and she held my hand tightly and said my name, “Viraj” in a slow voice. Her voice made me horny! I lifted her, holding her back and kissed her on the neck by hugging her. Madhavi’s feelings turned on and she came out of sleep and saw me hugging her and licking her neck.

She pushed me away and moved out of bed. I held her hand and dragged her towards me and held her waist. This move made her more horny and she was cooperating and also wanted to stop it. Then I slowly said, “Madhavi, are you okay?”

The village maid’s breath increased and she was not speaking anything. In a lower tone, she said, “I am not such a woman.”

So I loosened my grip on her waist and said, “I never thought we would be in such a scene.”

Madhavi used to be more friendly and she understood her and my present situation and said, “Let’s stop this here” in a lower voice.

I said, “Okay, I respect your decision.”

My hands were still on her waist and my chest was feeling her warm breath. Madhavi stood silently without moving away even after 2 minutes. That made me realized she didn’t really want this to end like this. Then I lost control and hugged tightly and started licking her neck. Madhavi was making small sounds and she hugged me more tightly. I lifted her head and kissed her forehead, moved to her lips, and started kissing her most beautiful lips.

She did not need any lipstick, her lips were light pinkish in color and could make any man horny. While kissing her, I held her ass and pressed toward my dick. This move made her more horny and started biting my lips. The kiss continued for a few minutes.

The day I saw her in the village, her lips aroused me more and made me help her. Today, the same lips were biting my tongue.

To be continued.

Hello there! I am Mandar from Delhi. I am a freelance designer. I am 26 and fairly successful for a guy my age. I earn enough money to fuck a new whore every day.

The story is a couple of years back when I used to study at Delhi College of Art.

About me, I am an average-built guy with not-so-great features. I am 5.9ft In height and have a 6-inch dick like any normal guy. No girl would notice me in the crowd if I passed by.

But, I was always observant of others, like a high-functioning psychopath. I was very experimental in bed and also an expert in trapping girls into having sex with me. I used to do nasty things to them in both public and private places. And I could hold my cock from ejaculating for a lot of time.

The story I am about to narrate is an absolutely real one that happened in my college. I was in my 3rd year at that time. I had a girlfriend who I just used as a toy to fuck. Whenever my dick would get hard, I would find her and use one of her holes to dump my cum.

I was already bored of her, but it was always better than jerking my cock. So while fucking her, I didn’t even use to look at her. She loves me, so she was okay with that.

Coming to the story:

We had just finished our exams. I desperately wanted to relieve my stress in a girl’s hole. But since my exam went well, I wanted a new whore to satisfy my urges. I waited in college after the exam. I was sitting on the stairs and watching the girls passing by.

I could imagine spanking their busty asses, pinching their nipples, slapping their fleshy thighs. And after a while, my eyes fell on Pratiksha. She was my classmate. She was a busty and fat, lusty body. I don’t care much about how beautiful my whore is. I just wanted someone I can manipulate and fuck.

So, a little bit about Pratiksha. She was the same year as I was but studied Fashion Design. She had huge busty boobs the size of melons. Her ass was humongous and bounced each time she put a step forth. She was cute and fair.

She was very popular in college. A good student and a teacher’s pet. She was also her class representative. She loved flaunting her busty body. That day, she was wearing tight black leggings and a loose shirt. But her boobs were clearly bursting out of the fabric through the cleavage.

My mind started imagining all the things I could do to her right here in college. I could make her my bitch without using much force. She passed down the stairs where I was sitting.

I ran to the college medical store. It was a small shop run by a local guy, Abdul, who was a pervert. I used to befriend such folks since they would do anything for money and pussy.

Me: Abdul bhai, how are you?

Abdul: All good, sir! How can I help you today?

I put my hand in my pocket and pulled out a hundred rupee note. I slid it to him on the counter.

Me: Ye rakh. (Keep this.)

Abdul got the hint that I was planning something.

Abdul: Have you found a new whore this time?

Me: Don’t ask too many questions. I have managed a pussy for both of us. You can have your way with her.

Abdul was overjoyed. I could see the lust flowing in his eyes.

Me: Now go and get me the snack

Abdul sneaked into his store and pulled out a small polythene bag for me. It was a metal butt plug.

Abdul: Here it is! Let me know what else you need.

Me: Be ready with a condom. I will call you in an hour.

I went back to the college building. I knew the fashion design department very well. It was on the fourth floor. I went there and stood in the corridor in front of Pratiksha’s class.

I peeped in. She was there. She was sitting on a chair with her legs on the table.
My god! Her ass could not fit on the chair. Her boobs were going up and down as she was breathing.

She was fiddling on her phone and talking to other girls in there. There were a load of cute and sexy chicks in that class. But I don’t care. I just wanted Pratiksha for no reason.

Being a psychopath, I had a lot of patience to get what I wanted. My mouth was watering by just looking at her. Without wasting any time, I went to her. I had never interacted with her before. But I wasn’t nervous at all.

Me: Hey, Pratiksha, I need some help.

Pratiksha was slightly surprised to see me interact with her with such confidence in our first meeting.

Pratiksha: Yeah, Yeah, sure. I mean

Me: Can you come out a bit? I had written a thesis paper on 19th Century Fashion and its Contemporary effect. Can you review it?

I was good! I was very intellectual when it came to academics. There was no thesis, actually, but I knew what would get her comfortable.

Pratiksha: Wow! Didn’t know you took an interest in Fashion!

Me: Oh, it’s just a hobby. It’s a pretty fascinating area of study.

She was impressed and started walking with me. Now, we both were in the corridor. There were a lot of other students around there.

I gave her the book. She took it and opened it with fascination. It had drawings that engaged her.

Pratiksha: Where is the thesis?

Me: Oh, it’s on the subsequent pages.

She started flipping the pages. This was my chance.

Me: Hey, Pratiksha, there is something on your nose.

And quickly, I put the butt on the book.

Prariksha: Wtf Mandar!

She picked the butt plug in her hand

Me: You don’t like it?

Pratiksha: Why are you carrying this? What do I do with this?

I stepped a bit back. And quickly took a photo of her holding the butt plug.

*click click*

Pratiksha: Hey, what the hell!

Me (with an evil smirk ): SECRET OF PRATIKSHA’S BIG BUBBLY BUTT. How fun would it be to circulate this pic?

Pratiksha: Hey, listen, go fuck yourself.

Me (calmly): Or why don’t I fuck you today?

Pratiksha: Drop dead. Bye

Me: Okay then. Sending the photo

Pratiksha: Hey, dont! I am contesting the council elections this year! The photo will ruin my chances. Don’t send it, please.

I could sense she was panicking. So a little bit I have learnt. Even a small stain on the public image is fearful for a college like mine.

Me: Well, I just want a cum dump for an hour. And we would be okay.

Pratiksha: Why me? But I am sure you can get as many sluts as you want with your charm.

Me: Manipulation gives me a high and gets me hard.

Pratiksha looked at me with awe. I looked back calmly.

Pratiksha: Just one handjob. And we are done.

Me: I make the rules here, Pratiksha. Here is how it’s going to go.
1. I take you to the medical store in the basement.
2. You make me cum with your mouth first.
3. Then I cum in your ass once.
4. Then I fill your face.

Pratiksha was angry. I could clearly see. But she got no reaction from me.

Pratiksha: Let’s get it done with you moron.

Me: Oh, I missed one small detail.

Pratiksha: Now, what is it?

Me: Abdul from the medical store will have a tour of your pussy before we go down.

Pratiksha was dumbstruck.

Pratiksha: What the fuck Mandar. I am not a whore of some kind.

Me: Suit yourself. Be a whore or be the laughingstock of the college.

And I started walking away. Pratiksha became restless and shouted: Hey!

She walked towards me with a calm posture. She came extra close to me and grabbed me by my balls. Her eyes were slutty, and her grip was firm.

Pratiksha: Bring it on, baby.

I walked towards the end of the corridor to the washrooms. But with a slight push, I gently directed her to the men’s washroom.

Me: Everything is going to be alright after a while.

I closed the door of the men’s washroom behind me. I leaned her on the basin counter and took my phone out. I called Abdul.

Me: Abdul, come to the men’s washroom on the fourth floor.

Abdul: Coming in two minutes, sir.

I could feel the excitement in his voice. Meanwhile, I made Pratiksha sit on the floor. Our washrooms were super clean. She was sitting on the floor with her back leaning on the door. I sat exactly opposite her, staring directly into her eyes.

I put my hand on her thigh and started caressing it. I was looking directly into her. In a minute, there was a knock on the door. It was Abdul.

Since the Fashion department had all the girls in it, no one really used the men’s washroom on the fourth floor. It was my personal fuck-room.

I invited Abdul in. Abdul was in his thirties. Well built but dumb. I had my leash on him. He used to be drunk on syrups most of the time.

Me: Abdul, you got 11 minutes to do whatever you want with her. She will have to be my slave after that.

Abdul was mad with joy. Without even responding to me, he directly went on his knees and unzipped his pants. And became completely naked. He pulled Pratiksha towards him and made her lie on the floor on her back.

Pratiksha saw everything but couldn’t move. Abdul pulled down her leggings to her ankles. He spat heavily all over her crotch. Multiple times. He wore the condom. He lubed his fingers with his spit and pushed three fingers in her pussy.

Abdul: Bro, where find you find this whore? She is very wet and loose.

He came on top of her. Then with one hand, he placed his dick on her cunt and pushed it in with one stroke.

Pratiksha smiled: Hey, Mandar, your lapdog has a fine cock. Don’t disappoint me later.

Me: I don’t care about you. I want my dick drained.

He then placed both his hands on her boobs. And started fucking her like a mad dog. Her body was moving to and fro on the ground. Abdul was crushing her tits. Pratiksha was now completely mesmerised. The room was filled with the sound of Abdul’s crotch hitting her thighs. Thap thap thap thap

Abdul was nowhere near to cumming. He still kept fucking Pratiksha continuously without slowing down. Pratiksha uttered, “Oh yeah, just like that.” Abdul pushed his tongue down her mouth. He was completely enjoying her body.

I sat on the basin counter and started watching Abdul fucking the living hell out of Pratiksha’s pussy. I took out my phone and clicked some pictures of Abdul fucking Pratiksha.

Me: Abdul, you got 2 minutes before she wakes up.

Abdul: Almost there, dude. Her cunt is loose and used

Abdul lifted Pratiksha’s legs, took them on his shoulders and started thrusting massive strokes. He increased his speed higher and, with a loud moan, came hard in his condom. He stayed in the same position for a while.

I was getting a hard-on in my pants after this. It was my turn soon. Abdul got dressed up and left. I put her leggings back in their place and made sure Pratiksha was all dressed well.

Pratiksha had a sly smile on her face. Now, we were again standing in the crowd-filled corridor. She was adjusting her shirt and leggings. She looked here and there. There were a lot of people in the corridor.

I was walking behind her. I had a clear view of the ass. I was going to bang in a few minutes. We got out of our building and came to the medical store. We stood near the counter.

Abdul was sitting in the store on his chair.

Abdul: Hello, what can I do for you?

Me: Get out of the shop for an hour. I want to fuck this bitch in your store. Here is a hundred.

Abdul: Of course! I will go for an hour. I have kept the condoms and lubes in the fanny pack on the counter.

Pratiksha: You are insane

Me: Well, Abdul is like my pet. I let him have the taste of the snack

Pratiksha: Let’s get this done with, you asshole.

I grabbed her ass and pushed her inside the store. Abdul closed the shutter. Now, it was just me and Pratiksha in the 10 x 10 room filled with medical supplies. I sat on an old rusty chair. It creaked.

Me: Hey whore! Get down here and suck my cock.

Pratiksha had no other option. She got down on her knees. I could see her busty cleavage from my eye level. She unzipped my pants. My cock sprung up erect. Her eyes widened. She bent towards me and took my cock in her mouth. Her lips were super soft. I could feel her moist tongue on my skin.

Her head was going up and down and up and down. She was definitely an expert. I held her by her hair and pushed her on my cock. I choked her. She was not able to breathe. I was not letting her go. She started trembling. Her hands were clutching my thighs hard.

I caressed her back with my other hand. She was going wild. Her movements became brisk. She was now pushing her head harder on my cock. She started caressing my thighs. I let her head go. She got up and started coughing. She was breathing heavily. Her tits were going up and down. Her eyes were watering.

Me: Come back, bitch! Who told you to stand up?

Pratiksha (with a smirk): Oh! I thought you already came.

She was licking her lips.

Me: Oh, babe! We are just getting started.

I got up and went near her. I grabbed her tits with my bare hands and crushed them with vicious force. She screamed. I kept on crushing them. She started hitting me.

Pratiksha: You asshole, I am hurting. Do it right if we are to bang each other.

Without a warning, I ripped her shirt. The buttons came out on the floor. Her milky boobs were staring right at me. My cock was impatient now. Pratiksha was standing in awe. I went behind her and punched her ass cheeks like a punching bag. I punched very hard.

Pratiksha: What are you doing, you animal?

Me: Don’t move, you bitch. I own you for an hour.

Now punches have changed to spanks. Loud and hard spanks.

Pratiksha: Aah, Mandar!

I pulled her leggings down to her ankles. Now, she was just in her panties and bra. I started spanking her ass again. It was a big ass. My one hand could not cup one ass cheek. I spanked harder. I counted 50 in my mind. I spanked her 50 times.

She was tired. She leaned forward to the counter. Her ass was red with my handprints all over it. She was panting and sobbing. I went behind her and hugged her like a thirsty, crazy person. I started cupping and crushing her boobs from behind. My cock was rubbing on her ass.

I was licking her bare shoulders. I sucked her earlobes. She let out a moan. I knew she had started to love it. But I wanted to see her hurt. I pushed her head. And pulled her ass towards me. I ripped her panties and tore them.

I stuffed the panties in her mouth. I didn’t want her to make noises. I spat on my fingers and stuffed 3 of them in her ass directly. She clutched her butt and was trying to scream really hard. Her ass was tight, and my fingers tore it apart.

She was moaning loudly.

Me: It is just getting started, Pratiksha! Open your asshole for me.

Pratiksha removed the panty from her mouth and let out a pleasurable moan.

Pratiksha: What are you …. not in my ass…

Me: Oh, shut up. Now I want you to beg me to destroy your ass.

Pratiksha: My ass is too dry. Can you atleast get a lube or atleast Vaseline?

SLAP

I have a tight spank on her ass. The hardest till now.

Pratiksha: Aaah!

Me: Beg, you bitch

Pratiksha: Ah fuck my ass, Mandar. I want you to deflower my tight ass. Tear it apart.

Me: Now, I want you to spread your asshole for me

Pratiksha tried to part her ass hole with her fingers. I spat on her ass and rubbed it all over her ass cheeks. I lubed my cock with the fluid that Abdul had left for me. I bent Pratiksha over the counter and crushed her ass with my two hands, and parted her legs.

And without any warning, I stuffed my whole cock inside her. Pratiksha gave a wild scream. She was in a lot of pain. I started giving massive strokes. I usually count 50 strokes. This helps me last longer.

I thrust harder and harder. I squeezed her boobs from behind. Her ass was tight. She was an anal virgin.

Me: So slut, how are you doing there?

Pratiksha: Aaah, it hurts. I wont be able to walk after this.

Me: So crawl, bitch

I was counting 24, 25, 26, 27…

She was now completely weak and was leaning on the counter for support. She stopped reacting. Her asshole was turning red. It was swollen. I kept fucking it. I held her throat from behind. She collapsed on the counter.

I pulled my dick out. It was oozing fluids. She was now lying on the floor naked with her panties on her heels.

Pratiksha: Aaah, make me sloppy daddy.

I turned her and made her lie on her stomach. I gave her 20 spanks to wake her up.

Me: Time to sow my seed in your hole, babe

I parted her pussy lips. And came on top of her. I placed my cock on her pussy and punched it inside her cunt. I started thrusting hard strokes. One after the other. I kept fucking her for 20 minutes without any break. In the same position.

I was about to cum. I turned her over and rubbed my cock on her face. I let a huge cumshot on her mouth and nose. I filled her nostrils and mouth with my juice. I lay on top of her busty body for warmth.

I called Abdul in.

Me: Abdul, do you have any wishes?

Abdul: Sir, a last blowjob from her would be good.

Pratiksha winked at him slyly. She was in no state to stand up and do the mouthful, but her eyes lit up like a rabid dog.

Me: Of course! Let’s get this bitch up.

We both got her on her knees. I held her hair, and Adbul shoved his cock inside her mouth. I kept fucking her mouth. After 5 minutes, she took a load of juices in her mouth. We let her lie down for 5 minutes.

Me: Pratiksha, get out of here, or I will start your photoshoot again.

Pratiksha looked for her clothes and started wearing them. She was out of undergarments. Her face looked like that of a cheap street whore, with her eyeliner flowing down her cheeks.

Pratiksha: Hey, Mandar, next time, just ask, lol.

She went out of the door and left. I could see her limping. She was barely able to walk. And she forgot to wipe my cum from her leggings.

That’s all for today, guys! Hope you loved the story. Give your comments and feedback to [email protected].

Hello there readers! You might have known about the story by reading the title itself. It is the story of a young lady in her 30s, born Bengali, grew up there, and has been living a married life in New Jersey, USA for the last six years with an open-minded orthodox man of her choice.

They met each other in the USA and decided to knot their ties after having their relationship. Her hubby is Harsh from Mumbai while she is Surabhi from Kolkata. They had their own past experiences in love, lust and had been living a cheerful youth life since their college days.

Starting with the story, Harsh is quite open-minded but not that open to being cuck. It was after 4 years of happy married life going on between them without any conflicts and pure love between them. They both had their own past of having bf/gf and not being virgins and both knew about that very well.

Surabhi as a wife was pretty hot. She was liberal, had modern belief and was kind of open open-minded. She was having dates with her male friends of her choice, which Harsh hadn’t have any problems with. Harsh use to flirt with his colleagues in the office. Harsha and Surabhi were having an erotic sexual life in bed and on the outside too they were showing love to each other.

Surabhi was quite western and bit of a hot one who use to expose her big cleavage and showed off her sexy outfits everywhere she went. She was always at her fullest in wearing bikinis at beaches and posting and sharing her stuff. Harsh wasn’t that photogenic compared to Surabhi, but he never failed to pose with his sexy hot slutty wife and be with his friends.

Coming to sexual fantasies, Surabhi was satisfied sexually with her hubby and she never complained of being unsatisfied. But still, she thought she lacked more in this sexual life. She was more into making friends. She had a photographer friend named Karthi who was her boyfriend. She met him from a site and he was involved in her photoshoots.

It ended as an erotic one when Karthi proposed to her for sex and she had done that unconditionally. It was like pure love for the. Karthi was from India and visited the US sometimes to meet his cousins who lived in the same city. They both met in India and the US whenever they got the opportunity. Karthi was a bachelor of 30.

It was the end of 2022 in winter. Surabhi was busy with her work as she worked as a businesswoman. She was filled with a thirst for eroticism and was desperate to have romantic sex. Her hubby was busy with work for the last week being on a business trip and she was missing him at this point to have a sexual intimacy during this winter season with chilled drinks and lots of love.

The Indo-American wife was quite disappointed when she reminded her hubby of that. But her hubby was busy and was not caring much as he was dating his colleague in the office and he wanted to spend some time with her after a long chance.

Surabhi was missing Karthi at this point. She was active in Xham and had connected to a well-known married man in his 40s. They were texting each other for the last three months and had not met in real life. That man was living in Texas. Surabhi never took this to a real meeting as she wasn’t very convinced about meeting him as he was married.

His name was Rayan – a Tamilian who was settled in Texas for more than two decades with his wife and kids. He traveled often across the states for his business purposes. As luck had in store for him, his client from New Jersey invited him for a final negotiation. After finishing the deal in favor of him, he had still half a day more for himself.

Settled back in his hotel, he started browsing randomly and opened up Xham. Surabhi was online and he pinged her to inform her about his visit to New Jersey. Surabhi was already in a high mood and leaking between her thighs. Ryan then asked her about any plans for her to meet her. She didn’t respond. Ryan said he was there in New Jersey for that evening and asked would she take time to meet her on a small coffee date?

She accepted that. Bang on time, both were in the coffee shop. They both were in heat, expecting the other one to push the boundary a bit to get cozy.

Surabhi was looking at her best in a single-piece gown that really struggled to contain her 36D Bengali boobs in place. Her massive cleavage was showing off her well-built bosoms. Her well-toned flat abs really made her super sexy even in her early 30s. Also, her shapely bubble butt which was not so wide but very firm, looked very beautiful and cladded in a saffron hot outfit.

Ryan came in casuals. A smart businessman. He was sure that he already had her confirmed for the night. He didn’t focus much on his dressing. As soon as they identified each other in the coffee shop by their dress color, they said hi very casually, trying to hide their nervousness.

As soon as they sat down in a corner, there was an awkward silence. Then Ryan broke the ice complimenting her dress. He kept looking at her cleavage often which made even Surabhi uncomfortable. Then they ordered coffee and before they could even finish it, Ryan asked her straight, “Surabhi, would you like to see my room and relax a bit?” She hesitated but agreed and she said, “Sure.”

Then they paid the bills without even finishing their coffee and started walking toward the lift. The room was on the 45th floor and once inside the lift, Ryan started moving closer to Surabhi. He placed his hands behind her back, exactly on her bum. Surabhi looked at his eyes, surprised by his audacity.

He continued to feel her hip and well-built butt till they reached the room. Once they got inside the room, he did not even ask or talk about anything. Ryan just closed the door, held the hot Indo-American woman Surabhi by her shoulders, made her stand against the wall, leaned on her pressing her boobs by his chest, held her arms, and landed his lips straight on her lips.

Surabhi was a bit startled by his bold move, as she wasn’t into that surprise before. She was like, “Please No..!”

Ryan was in a horny mood, in no position to leave this opportunity knowing it was the right one at the right time. Sensing her resistance was weak, Ryan placed his right hand on her boobs firmly and his left hand on her shoulder to remove her gown strip without removing his lips from hers. The drinks were there on the fridge for Ryan to boost both of them in winter.

He engulfed her shoulders and neck and muffled her moans. He then pulled her toward him and started sucking and licking with his tongue playing in between. Saliva was spread generously outside the lips of both of them. It was a real wet kiss. Not less of a french one.

All the while, he was grabbing her ass from behind feeling it boldly. His hand was successful in taking off the gown strip from both arms and her gown was hanging on her half boobs now.

Ryan separated from her to see how she looked with a gown hanging on her boobs. Surabhi was breathing long. Her boobs were rising and dropping from a heated-up kiss. Her hair was completely disheveled.

Ryan placed her in front of him at the back and both his hands were on her hand and the outfit, holding and pressing her boobs. The Bengali married woman was moaning and she quickly pulled down the gown and dropped it on the floor. Her tits were flourishing from the bra. It was so sexy that Ryan couldn’t control much to give a tit-job.

Now Surabhi was standing only with her bra and panty, completely black. She was facing the wall with him at her back. Ryan’s dick was getting harder and harder every second and it was stretching his trousers. Surabhi could feel it pressing on her buttocks. Then Ryan started kissing Surabhi’s wide shoulders and back slowly while moving down. He did not miss to give her small bites and licks as he moved down.

His hands were firmly holding and pressing Surabhi’s hips. He knelt, bit her butt, held her thighs, and made her turn to the front-facing him. Surabhi turned her head down in anticipation to see what was next. Ryan felt her panty on his mouth, sided her panty, and placed his mouth exactly on her clit. Surabhi was already leaking heavily. This faster and bolder move of Ryan was making her weaker and she started shivering her legs a bit, especially her thick shiny soft thighs.

Then she held Ryan’s head by his hair and leaned completely back on the wall with her head tilted up in pleasure. Ryan was sucking on her Bengali clit very tightly by creating a vacuum in his mouth. Surabhi really found it very difficult to handle this kind of onslaught and she badly wanted to lie down and enjoy being licked up just like her hubby did. But Ryan did not let her sit also.

He created more and more pressure in sucking her clit. His hands pressed her buttocks, pulling them apart with high force so that her ass hole was visible. Surabhi couldn’t hold the pleasure anymore. She screamed in pleasure while holding Ryan’s hair tight and cummed heavily on his face.

She collapsed on the bed now, lying and facing the ceiling and breathing high with her boobs raising and falling. Ryan was seeing her and turning into an animal because of her sexy body looks. Her wide shoulders, large and firm boobs, well-built shapely hips, tight thighs, and long legs made him an animal already.

He then straightaway went and sat on her stomach with his knees on both sides of her hips. His dick was placed between her hot boobs. Without any hesitation, he spat between her boobs a huge amount of saliva. Some saliva splattered on her neck and face while spitting. It was so dirty. He placed his dick now on the saliva and Surabhi understood what he wanted and got both boobs together, giving his dick a gripping feel.

Ryan had already turned into an animal and started fucking between the Indo-American lady’s boobs. Often he was slapping on her boobs hard and sharp. In between, he also held Surabhi’s neck tight to choke her. Surabhi was enjoying this kinky treatment like a slut unleashed. The room was filled with Surabhi’s moans, Ryan’s grunts, and the noise of flesh hitting each other.

Ryan pulled out his dick from her tits and lied on her fully and started eating her mouth. From the top angle, Surabhi was not at all visible because Ryan had broad shoulders and a well-built body which had hidden Surabhi very easily. Ryan was chewing off Surabhi’s lips, cheeks, and chin. His hands were constantly massaging Surabhi’s boobs very hard and squeezing them.

He could feel her boobs slippery because of the spit and precum leaked between them. He positioned his groin right on her pubic mound and tried to split her legs with his legs. Surabhi got the cue and spread her legs wide enough for him to fuck her freely.

Then Ryan placed his 7-inch dick at the entrance of the horny Bengali woman’s cunt and pushed all 7 inches in one go. Surabhi gasped in shock although this was not the first time she was taking 7 inches. But she was not wet enough now and the rough fuck drove her crazy. Ryan kept pulling out his dick and pushing in slowly at first and faster later. Surabhi moaned in a loud voice which was good enough to hear for others outside the room, but she didn’t care.

With every thrust of dick, her boobs jiggled up and down and Ryan was mercilessly pushing the entire 7-inch every time drilling hard. Her pussy wasn’t shaved much. She was moaning and enjoying herself at the same time.

After about ten minutes of fucking in that position, Ryan pulled out completely and turned Surabhi to lie on her stomach and sat on her knees. He started splitting her butt cheeks and was trying to place his dick on her butt hole. Surabhi was exhausted and trying to get out of Ryan’s control. She was pleading, “Ryan, no, please. It’s BIG”. Ryan was in no mood to listen.

Surabhi was very much determined not to allow Ryan to fuck her ass. She struggled out of his control and got out. To avoid Ryan overpowering her again, she sided toward him at the edge of the bed and straightaway started sucking his dick. She started sucking his balls hard, making them wet. She spitting on that. She was horny and kinky in blowjobs.

Ryan went crazy. He held Surabhi’s head tightly and started moving his hip to literally fuck her mouth hard and deep throat her. Surabhi’s eyes widened at his pace and saliva flowed to the side of her lips, drooling over the cock wet. She couldn’t take it anymore and her eyes were wet taking deep inside. She was exhausted.

Then she tapped on Ryan’s thighs signaling him to slow down or stop. Ryan understood and left her head. There were multiple threads of saliva hanging between Ryan’s dick and Surabhi’s mouth looking kinky. Surabhi was gasping for breath. She felt relieved, but still, she could feel her throat convulsing and trying to adjust itself to normalcy.

Ryan stood up and went behind Surabhi, who was still in a kneeling position. He lifted the lovely Bengali woman and placed her body on the bed. Her hip was at the edge of the bed. He held her hair and pulled it back till her neck became tight. Then he placed his dick on her cunt from behind and started fucking her in doggy position. He continued his assault which Surabhi made feel pleasure and pain both. It was animalistic.

He was about to reach climax now after fucking her continuously for almost 10 minutes. Then he bent forward while fucking Surabhi in a doggy position and started massaging her clit with his thumb and index finger. That was the limit and Surabhi’s dam broke! She almost screamed and was squirting. The bed edge was almost drenched.

Ryan pulled his dick out and turned Surabhi to sit on the bed and inserted his dick in her mouth fully till the end and started cumming in her throat. Surabhi couldn’t take it and started coughing. The cum splashed outside her mouth and started flowing on her chin, cheeks, and boobs. Ryan pulled out his dick and rubbed his dick all over her face and cummed loads on her.

Both were exhausted in bed. It was super kinky that both were experienced in bed.

It was almost time for Surabhi to go. She washed her face, dressed up, and went away while Ryan was still hard on the bed laying down. Surabhi missed wearing her panty and went out down to the coffee shop where she was waiting for her hubby to sip coffee.

Harsh walked into the shop and gave a warm hug to his loving wife and then tried to kiss her lips. Despite smelling the coffee, he got the smell of cum from her mouth and he understood what happened!

On the other side, Ryan was still hungry for more sex and shagging himself with Surabhi’s panties on the bed.

Wait for the next part to see how Ryan met Surabhi again.

“So you guys have run away from your wives and are here peddling drugs to young girls?” I asked jokingly.

He was very appreciative of my beauty and was fawning over my attire. I did add by accentuating my breasts by bringing my arms closer to the sides.

“Nothing like that. We came out to party after closing a recent deal in town. Well, you looked really nice, so I approached. But yes, I am married and have a kid back in Bangalore, while Ilyas here is a divorcee,” said Prakash. He spoke after snapping out of the trance my cleavage had on him.

“So you’re here hitting on girls for him then as a wingman?” I asked with a wink to Ilyas.

“Areh nahi, I was showing him how to talk to girls and get out there. Didn’t realize it would work so fast,” Prakash laughed while downing his drink. He asked me if I wanted something as he ordered at the bar.

“So you showed him, and considering it was successful. What were you going to do? Hand me over to him, or continue with me?” I asked in a flirtatious tone

“Well, I would have introduced him, but now I’m interested also,” Prakash, looking at me, said. I could see his eye hovering over my cleavage again. I made sure to keep propped up.

“So then what would happen to poor Ilyas here?” I asked.

“He’s not so poor considering how well he gets women. Don’t go by his calm demeanour. He’s what I call the silent Casanova,” Prakash commented, pointing at Ilyas.

“Anyway, you would have come with friends, right? You would have then introduced him to one of them, and it would be a win-win,” continued Prakash, with no intention of allowing Ilyas to join the conversation.

Ilyas just kept quiet while he looked me up and down, pretty much undressing me with his eyes. He was tall like Prakash with greying hair and was clean-shaven. He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans with a blazer and would have looked out of place. But he was carrying the style well.

I walked over to Ilyas and got in the middle of them. I faced the bar and said, “So with all this hypothesis, we’re still not on the main topic then. I may have a friend, but the question is, who should I introduce her to? Who should I continue flirting with.”

“You can continue flirting with both of us. We don’t mind. Who do you want to flirt with if your friend comes and you have to choose?” said Ilyas, showing his sharp wit.

I almost blushed, but I replied, “I don’t mind if my friend doesn’t come, and I get both of their attention.”

We laughed together and continued chit-chatting. Prakash kept his hand on my waist to check the waters, which I allowed.

Sunaina came after some time, and I introduced her to them. We both excused ourselves for the washroom. I had to fill her in on the men I was talking to while I had to know what she was up to.

“Arre, he was boring after he came, and I left him there. What are you planning to do with these oldies or what?” she asked

“They seem fun, experienced and have fun stuff with them,” I advocated

“Tere na ye daddy wale fetish na bohut zyada ho raha hai.” (Your daddy figure fetishes getting out of hand?) she said with a laugh. We walked back to the table with the men.

“Tereko kaunsa chalega?” (Which one works for you?) I asked as we decided.

“I’ll take the blazer guy, as I’m not into the whole balding thing. I leave uncle to you,” she said in a whisper as we reached the table.

“So Ilyas, Sunaina is really interested in your take on food choices. Maybe you can guide her to order better for us,” I laughed as it was like an indirect nudge to who focuses on whom.

I got closer to Prakash, who was observing Sunaina and Ilyas talk while he looked at me. He said, “I need a wingman like you in my life.”

“Aren’t you married?” I giggled. He looked at me and replied that he likes to explore women who are open to it outside of marriage.

We ordered some food and drinks as the party continued. You could feel the sexual tension in the room. Some couples decided to get closer and start heading out slowly. You could see the nervous glances of the boys. Maybe they succeeded in fishing a good girl to experience sex finally.

It definitely was rubbing off on me. I was still wet from all the pent-up sexual tension and drinks. I was allowing Prakash to have one hand rub all around my exposed navel as I sat next to him.

Ilyas and Sunaina were also busy in conversation. I moved my hand under the table to Prakash’s crouch to find a nice hard tent as I checked. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Do you want to come with us to our Hotel? We can continue our party there. I have some nice recreational treats you can try.”

I agreed and signalled Sunaina. I said, “I think Prakash has a nice surprise for us at his hotel, so would you both like to join us?”

Sunaina eyeballed me, knowing full well what I meant and looked over at Ilyas. We got up, and our men led us to the valet parking. Ilyas went to cover the bill. Prakash had his hand on both Sunaina’s and my hip, and he led us out. I slid his hand lower so he was now holding my butt over the ghaghra.

As the valet bought the SUV, we realized both these men would be pounding us tonight in some fancy 5-star hotel room. If we both weren’t such sluts we would have scared been scared. But we were prepared and needed this.

Since Ilyas doesn’t drink, he was driving. I nudged Sunaina to sit in the front while Prakash and I got in the back seat. The harrier has very large seats in the back. But I made sure I was pushing myself more towards Prakash. He was sitting behind Sunaina’s seat.

As we got on our way, I slowly turned to Prakash and bit his ears. He flinched and looked at me with lust. He put his arms around my waist to draw me closer. His other hand fondled my breasts over my blouse. I moved our bags to the other side of the seat.

I slowly lifted my leg on the seat with my white heels on to lift my ghaghra a little. I raised my body to start removing my thong panties. Prakash’s eyes were focused on the legs and upper thighs. I slowly slid my white lace thong off over my heels and handed it to him.

He looked at the panties like a child with a new toy. I smelled them as he moved his hand to my blouse back and one to my waist. He whispered that my panties felt wet. He hoped he could flood my juice out of my pussy tonight. Ilyas and Sunaina were busy talking, and the radio was playing.

I put my hand into his pants by loosening his strap and slid into his underwear to feel his hard rod. He kissed my cheeks, and we kissed. My blouse had a nice design feature to untie from the front. He quickly found it and pulled before I could say anything.

The blouse separated to reveal my 34c brown nipples and milk jugs. Thankfully, we were behind Sunaina, who was unaware of what had happened. But Ilyas saw us suddenly with a rearview mirror. Mine and his eyes met while Prakash was busy fondling my breasts. I winked and turned for him to see my breasts.

He gulped and was trying to focus on the road. But I knew he wanted to see the show. Prakash had now lifted me onto his lap as he wanted to suck my breasts. Sunaina felt the sudden movements. She turned to find my leg spread over Prakash’s lap, my blouse open.

I held the back seat headrest while Prakash had his face in my breasts. She yelled, saying, “Arre, hotel tak to ruk jatte! Yahan raste mein hi shuru kar diya!” (You guys should have waited to reach the Hotel! You started here on the streets only!)

Ilyas quickly turned the car into a side lane to find a dark spot to avoid people seeing anything. He found some dark alley parked and turned around, saying, “You’ll get us caught, Prakash! Take this to the room!”

Prakash looked from the side of my arms and said, “Ilyas, I couldn’t control she’s too hot! Can you give us 15 minutes? Take a quick walk, both of you and come back, please.” He looked at Sunaina and said, “Do you want to step out? Maybe get a smoke?”

She agreed, and both stepped out of the car. The door closed to turn off the cabin lights, and Prakash went into action. I was kneeling on the seat on his lap with my legs across his body. He lifted my ghagra from the front as he faced me to find my pussy.

He slid his pants along with his underwear. He revealed his cock of fat girth with little pubic hair at the bottom of the shaft. He quickly took out a condom from his pocket. He put it on his cock with my help as he sat me down on his thick desi married cock.

I was wet, but I felt him go into my pussy, stretching my hole to the sides. I settled on him. His hand went from the front under my ghagra to around my butt cheeks. He used them to grip me and start his pelvis thrust. I had his cock inside me, and I started moaning loudly due to its girth.

I asked quickly, “I know it’s too late now to ask, but how old are you?” He paused and looked at me. He started to move his cock in and out while saying.

“Old enough to be your father, bitch! You like that, don’t you? A man double your age is fucking you in his car and taking you to hotels like the good slut you are! I’m 47, and I’ll fuck you like  an older man and you will enjoy it completely!”

His aggression grew as he started thrusting his cock inside my wet pussy. I moaned and said, “Yes, I like to be a slut to older men! Do you want to be my daddy and fuck me?” He started grunting. I allowed him to thrust his cock into me faster while he started sucking on one of my breasts.

“Aah!” is all I could say as we both started moving in a rhythm. His hand was on my butt cheeks. He spread them and pushed his finger into my butthole. Ilyas forgot to keep the engine on, so the closed car became a hot sex chamber. We kissed and were sweating.

His tongue explored my entire mouth as his cock went deep into my pussy. The smell of sex, the motion of the thrusting and the taste of alcohol filled my mind and body. The thrusting became faster. He pushed two fingers from each hand into the butthole.

He used the remaining to grab my butt cheeks and spread them as he pulled me onto his cock. I was in bliss. I pushed him away and arched backwards. My head was going backwards between the two front seats. He grunted in an animalistic way to get my pussy to bounce faster on his cock.

I held the headrests of the front seat as I moaned, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” My pussy was welling with pleasure. The panoramic roof of the harrier was open to show the glass. I could see the stars in the sky. My lower body was in control of Prakash.

He was grunting and not even saying anything understandable as he was about to cum.  “Aah!” was what he grunted as he came into the condom. It turned warm inside, and I could feel a warm bladder in my pussy. As he finished, he pulled me closer to him. My face levelled with him, and he kissed me.

As I got off him, his cock came out to reveal the white cream in the top part of the condom. I started removing the condom as soon as he let me. As I slipped it off with some layer of cum on his cock I bent over and licked his cock shaft from top to bottom to get the layer in my mouth as he moaned.

I then showed him the condom with his cum and raised it over my mouth as I slowly drained it into my mouth. The dense white cum threaded into my mouth. He looked at me with a mesmerizing gulp. I poured his salty love juices into my mouth.

I discarded the condom outside the window and turned to show him his cum in my mouth. I then proceeded to swallow it.  “Thanks for the dessert,” I said seductively. He was trying to snap out of the enigma of seeing a cumslut like me consume his cum.

He grabbed me by my waist to start sucking my breasts again. “What an amazing cumslut you are? Tell me what you want, and it’s yours.” I pushed him away and said, “It’s enough for now, as people are waiting for us outside.” I pushed him outside the car, telling him to check on Sunaina and Ilyas.

I tied up my blouse front and fixed my makeup. He got out while getting his pants up and his kurta fixed. While I got my makeup fixed, he walked ahead to look for them. I caught my breath and realized how hot the car cabin had become. The smell of sex and sweat was apparent.

I still was not satisfied, but I was not taking a chance of getting caught in the car. I’d rather go to a hotel room with them than get arrested. I fixed my ghagra. I stepped out of the car with my heels in my hand as I tried to put them on. I looked to the right.

I saw Sunaina walking towards me, smiling and saying, “Hotel tak nahi ruk payi tu? Idhar hi lund lena tha tereko?” (Couldn’t you wait to reach the Hotel? You wanted a cock here only?) She handed me a bottle of water.

I straightened up and drank it to wash down the taste of cum and said, “Kya karu garmi bohut hai.” (What to do as I’m in heat). I winked at her the same way she had at the Hotel.

Prakash and Ilyas started walking towards the car. Ilyas looked at me, “I hope there’s no more planned session while I start driving again.” I winked at him, saying, “I can’t promise anything. But I do know you enjoyed the show.”

He told Prakash to sit in the front seat while sending Sunaina to the back to avoid any other shenanigans. As he started the car, both I and Sunaina were trying to get some of the stuff at the back arranged to find my white lace thong.

She giggled. I whispered in her ear to take her off also as we drove towards the Hotel. She obliged as I took it and put one each of our panties through the leg holes onto the gear shift module. Both Ilyas and Prakash were taken aback. Prakash took both and smelt them, saying, “Sweet fragrances of pussy.”

The car made its way to the Hotel. Prakash was put up there. It was apparent it was going to be a long night of adventures, beauty, passion and laughter (Hasya).