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Please read the previous story to get to know Kanchan and her hungry cunt.

Coming to the second part now.

After that night’s incident in the corridor, all I could think was Kanchan and her slutty sexual innuendos. I told Radha, my fuck-buddy, about my intentions to get between Kanchan’s legs and soak my dick in her juices.

Radha said, “In your dreams, you sucker!”

But I was determined to let my cock taste that next-door whore. So, I started planning ways to get into her notice.

What did I know about her?

1. Kanchan drained two boys in her cunt in the open corridor.
2. She drove a BMW.
3. Her husband was a drunkard.
4. She was a homoeopathic doctor.
5. She was a nymphomaniac.

So I had to let her know somehow that I was a horny hound who would fuck her all night. I had a plan. I told Radha to be ready for a steamy fuck session in the corridor at night. She was clueless.

I planned to make her scream so much that Kanchan would not just hear but wet her panties as well.

At around 10 pm, I took Radha to the corridor near Kanchan’s apartment. I asked her to place her hands on Kanchan’s door and bend. She was drunk on whiskey.

I bent Radha so that her face was on the keyhole. I took her panties down to her heel. Radha was now only wearing a black sleeveless t-shirt. I parted her legs and spat on her butt. I rubbed my hand and lubed my fingers. And spanked her really hard. It was a sloppy slap.

She screamed hard, “Oh babe, what’s gotten into you?”

Me: Radha, I want you to scream your heart out today

Radha: Meow, haha.

She shrieked like a maniac. I spat again on my cock and lubed it well. I purposely did not get my condom. I had a mission. With full force, I thrust my cock deep inside her asshole. I cupped her tight ass hard. She writhed in pain and let out a loud, ecstatic moan, “Ah, Mandar.”

I pulled it back out of her ass. And pushed it right back again. She was in pain.

Radha: Ah, what’s gotten into you today? It hurts. But don’t stop.

Me: I want you to feel every pulse

Radha: Aah, fuck my ass good. Make me crawl with pain

She shouted very loudly. I am sure the street dogs must have heard it, too. And I am sure Kanchan heard it, too. I started thumping Radha with heavy strokes. She was constantly moaning.

My cock is just 5.3 inches. But that’s enough to convey my message loud and clear to Kanchan. I wanted Kanchan to listen to Radha’s every shriek. I wanted her to fantasize about herself against the same door. Calling out my name.

Radha’s back was arched, and her boobs were crushed against the door. I held her hair and pounded her ass. I spank harderon her butt. My palm prints couldn’t have been clearer on her pale round ass.

Radha: Mandar, fuck me like this daily, and I will blow you every hour.

I slid my index finger into her ass along with my cock. She convulsed like a snake and shouted louder. With that last scream, I think my job was done. I made Radha sit on her knees. Her cleavage was visible and ass red. I shoved my cock in her mouth.

I cum hard. My juices were oozing out of her. I grabbed her mouth and kissed her hard and long. She grabbed my cock and tingled my balls.

Radha: I am sure that bitch Kanchan masturbated her pussy out

Mandar: That was the plan, babe.

I spanked her, and we walked back to my place. Radha yelled, “Meow!” for one last time.

That night, I asked Radha to give me 4-5 hickeys on my face and neck. She pounced at me like a hyena and sucked the juice out of me. Radha kept sucking my cock till I slept.

The next morning, I woke up with 8 red hickeys on my neck and my cheek. I spanked Radha, who was sleeping with my limp cock in her mouth.

Me: Hey, time for your college, babe

Radha woke up with cum stains on her t-shirt. She wrapped her things and left limping. Walk of shame! I ushered her out. Still half asleep, I went to pee. The bathroom floor had 3-4 condoms lying.

I left for work after that. The whole day, I was thinking of Kanchan, and my face buried deep in her cleavage. I returned home back at 7 pm. I parked my bike in the basement. My eyes fell on the gorgeous BMW that Kanchan drove.

I had a sudden urge to do something. I walked to her car and started masturbating. I shot my load on the BMW logo. I cum a lot. I called the elevator. The door opened. I was shocked to see what was inside – Kanchan and those two boys from the earlier night.

She was grabbing one of their butt cheeks. The boys rushed out of the lift while Kanchan walked out slowly. Kanchan was wearing a white saree with golden embroidery. She had a very Indian cleavage visible. Deep and tight. Her jugs were tightly hugging each other. The blouse must have been really tight.

She rolled her eyes and smiled at me. I adjusted my shirt collar to show off my hickeys. Kanchan definitely noticed them.

Kanchan: Hey neighbour!

Me: Going somewhere?

Kanchan: Yeah, I’ve got to pick something from the car.

I bet she was planning to bounce up and down those boys in her car. The thought made me really hard.

Kanchan: See you around.

She smirked. I acted like I didn’t care. However, my cock was telling an entirely different story. I entered the elevator and saw her walking away from me. Gosh, that ass. It was like two perfectly formed watermelons hugging each other.

I went to my floor. But I was hell-bent on knowing what was going on in that car. So I took the stairs and went to the basement. I sneaked slowly near her parking spot. I couldn’t see anyone. But something I noticed. My cum stain had been sloppily wiped. Like someone used a hand instead of a cloth.

I tiptoed towards the car and tried peeping inside. There was no one in it. So I looked around.

Kanchan: Looking for me, sweety?

I was dumbstruck. So I turned and tried to make a poker face. Kanchan stood leaning on a pillar with an evil smile.

Me: Oh no, I was looking for my bike keys. I think I left them somewhere.

As I was talking, Kanchan ran a finger through her cleavage and started fidgeting with her necklace. And shockingly, her fingers were mildly cum soaked. Did she wipe my semen off the car?

Kanchan (smirked): Are you sure?

Me: Yeah, yeah, totally… haha… just the keys.

And I started to leave.

Kanchan: Can you call the elevator for me?

Me: Yeah, yeah sure

I got in the elevator. And she was coming towards me. She took her phone and dialled someone. She whispered something and entered the lift. I pressed 4. But the lift just thudded and shut down. The light was off, and the door was shut.

Before I could get my phone, Kanchan pounced on me and started biting my chest. Her hands were already inside my pants, caressing my butt. She was twisting like a hooker and pushing herself on my cock

Kanchan: Is this what you wanted, Mandar?

She was exploring my body passionately. I could feel her ecstasy on my skin. Her hands were going lower on my butt. She was squeezing me. Kanchan was rubbing her crotch on mine. Her silky saree was perfectly wrapped on her ass.

My hands couldn’t wait to smack those smooth bums. I was finally going to pound the busty neighbour. I couldn’t wait to devour every part of her slutty body.

Me: Oh, Kanchan, I have dreamed 1000 ways to make you sore.

Kanchan: Uff, I can’t wait to taste you, baby.

Kanchan unzipped me and forced her cold hand into my underwear. She squeezed my cock hard.

Me: Ah, you bitch

Kanchan: Then treat me like one, hahaha.

That was my cue. Everything my cock had been waiting for. I took control. I pushed her away. And grabbed her by her tits. Really hard. And pinned her against her back.

Me: What if the elevator starts, and people come in?

Kanchan: Remember, I just made a call before entering. That was to the security person. A hundred rupee note did the charm and locked me here with your dick.

Me: I am going to do things to you that no one ever did.

I snatched her saree pallu in one stroke. She was panting heavily. Her deep, dark cleavage was popping. She was standing only in a blouse and a half-worn saree.

I was breathing very close to her. My bulge was against her pussy over her saree.

Kanchan: What are you waiting for, Mandar? Just do me like you did that slut last night.

Me: Oh, so you did hear that!

Kanchan: Yes, and so did my husband. His cock drained just by hearing her scream.

I caressed her shoulders with my hand and moved them down to her curvy waist. She let out a moan. In my mind, I had already shot my cum load in her cleavage.

Me: How good is your ass with my cock?

Kanchan shrewdly turned around and pinned herself to the elevator wall.

Kanchan: Why don’t you find out, honey?

She slowly and seductively bent down and pushed her ass back, almost touching my rock-hard cock. I couldn’t hold. There was no time or patience for foreplay. We had already ravaged each other in our minds.

I just spanked her left butt cheek with all my might. Two times. Ten times. I couldn’t get enough of it. I unbuckled my jeans, lifted her saree all the way up, and held it with my teeth.

She was wearing a satin golden panty. Shining with silk. I could see it was wet. I pulled it down forcefully. It tore a bit.

Kanchan: Quick, hon, we don’t have the whole day. My husband would come to the parking lot anytime.

Me: Shut up, bitch. I will make him a cuckold.

Kanchan: Uff, Mandar, talk dirty to me. I will worship your cock with my tongue.

I spat on cock. I lubed my fingers with her oozes and stroked my cock wet.

Me: Kanchan, I want you to scream my name as loud as you can. All your holes are my property now.

Kanchan: Shove it in, hon. I can wait.

I stretched her asshole with my fingers and stuffed my cock inside without any warning. Her back arched, and she quenched her teeth hard.

Kanchan: Ah, Mandar, sweety. I have wanted this for a while now. Fuck me now.

Me: I will spare no bone in your body

I pulled her neck from behind. Pushed her back and hauled her ass back. She was in a perfect C shape. I started plunging her asshole with all my might. Relentless thumping sounds took over the elevator.

I spread her hands to touch either side of the lift. Pinned her boobs to the wall. Pulled her ass on my dick and started ramming her in a violent rhythm.

Kanchan: Aah, uff, Mandar, it is so hard. Aah, fuck me.

Me: Ahh ahh, I own you from today bitch. I want to drain my first cum of the day in your holes daily.

My words made her go mad. She started twerking her ass.

Kanchan: Mandar, you rascal.

She was in her late 30s and had a milf body. A perfect hourglass figure with a little fat on her hips. Just enough to hold her while humping her.

Kanchan: Mandar, my hon, I want your cum.

I focused on cumming hard. I sensed a gush in my cock. I withdrew my cock and turned Kanchan over in a powerful haul. I pushed her down and aimed my cock on her mouth.

She opened her mouth wide. Her mascara was all over her cheeks, like a cheap local whore.

Kanchan moaned: Aah, give it to me.

With a huge sigh, I sprayed my seed on her tongue. And shut her mouth with my hand.

Me: Eat it, babe. You are not wasting my seeds

She gulped it down and winked at me.

Kanchan: Oh, Mandar, I want you every day. We are going to have sex everywhere in this building. I am going to bottle up your sperm.

I pushed her mouth on my cock hard and gave her a hard mouth fuck. After I was limp again, I pushed her away. She dressed up. There was a cum stain on her golden blouse.

She called the security guy and got the elevator on. We reached our floor. I walked her to her apartment. She was about to enter her apartment when I spanked her hard.

Kanchan: Ouch! Or should I say “Meow,” haha?

Me: I see you heard Radha, hahaha.

She came near me. I could feel her breath. She grabbed my balls. It hurt.

Kanchan: That skinny bitch ain’t going to get your squirt from now on. I own your juice from now on.

She let me go and slammed the door. I was still processing the steam. So I jerked off on her door and left.

Over the next few months, my cum was in every corner of her apartment. We did it in her husband’s car as well. Stay tuned for the next story.

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Hello readers, ye story ek imagination ke upar based hai. Asal zindagi mein story ke characters exist nahi karte. Ye story meri pehli story ka continuation hai. Maine isme apne writing ko aur thoda improve karne ki koshish ki hai. To ab story pe aate hai.

Par sone jaane se pehle maine didi di kuch pics nikali, aur sone chala gaya. Fir agle din main didi ko chodne ka plan banane laga. To kuch din baad maine apni ek doosre email id se didi ke email mein unki nude photos send kiye, taaki main unhe blackmail kar saku.

Didi apni nude pic dekh ke buri tarah se darr gayi. Tab didi ne wapas mujhe messege kiya-

Didi: Dekho tum jo koi bhi ho, please ye pics kisi ko nahi dikhana.

Main bola: Main teri baat kyun sunu?

Didi:  Please, to main kya karu ki tum ye nudes kisi ko nahi dikhaoge?

Maine wapas messege kiya:  Tujhe meri saari baatein maanni padengi, samjhi?

Didi: Aur kya option hai mere paas? Bolo kya karna padega, meri photos delete karne ke liye?

Tab maine firse messege mein kaha ki, agar wo meri har baat maanegi to main photos delete kar doonga. Ab mera 1st step complete ho gaya tha. Par pehle kuch din tak to main didi ko random kaam aur paise bhejne bolta tha. Taaki unhe mere upar shak na ho. Par ab kuch din baad maine apna asli plan shuru kiya.

Tab maine message kiya didi ko, ki wo ghar mein bra aur panty na pehne aur jitna ho sake utne kam aur sexy kapde pehne. To wo message mein boli ki-

Didi: Suno, ye kuch zyada ho gaya. Mere ghar mein mera bhai aaya hua hai. Main ye nahi kar sakti.

Tab reply mein maine bola: Sun randi, ghar mein koi bhi ho. Agar toone meri baat nahi maani, to main photos ko net mein publish kar doonga. Tab sab log tera nanga badan dekhenge.

Tabhi ghar ki doorbell baji aur didi uth ke darwaza kholne ke liye gayi. Par main to pehle se hi jaanta tha ki darwaze pe delivery boy mera pre-ordered short, booty shorts jo ki bahut hi chhoti thi, aur ek string cropped camisole ordered leke aaya hua tha. Tab maine firse messege kiya ki-

Main: Ye jo kapde aaye hai, ab se ghar mein in hi kapdon ko pehanna, aur kuch nahi. Ja jaldi se change kar le.

Didi aur kuch bol nahi payi, aur dukhi mann se wo change karne chali gayi. Didi jab change karke baahar aayi, to is dress mein poori randi lag rahi thi. Jo shorts thi, wo bas unki half gaand ko hi cover kar rahi thi. Saamne se wo shorts kamar se start hoke bas chut ke zara sa neeche tak hi thi, jisse unki chut ke halke-halke darshan bhi ho jaa rahe the.

Wo shorts itni chhoti aur tight thi, ki didi ki camel toe usme se dikh rahi thi. Unhone upper body mein string wali camisole pehni thi, jo ki bahut short thi. Unki nangi peeth aur pet ki sexy navel dikh rahi thi.

Upper dress ki length bas unke boobs tak hi thi, aur bra na pehanne ke kaaran, unke nipples, jo ab khade ho gaye the, wo bhi is dress se jhaank rahe the. Didi ne meri taraf apna sar ghumaya, par jab dekhi main bhi unhe taad raha tha wo sharam ke maare poori laal ho gayi thi. Par fir bhi wo apni bachi-kuchi himmat juta ke boli-

Didi: Aaj bahut garmi hai na, isliye maine ye pehni. Hope you don’t mind?

Main: Arre didi sahi kiya aapne. Kaash main bhi apne kapde utaar sakta. Bahut garmi hai yaha. Waise aap bahut beautiful lag rahi hai.

Maine ye kaha taaki wo thodi relax ho. Tab wo thanks bol ke apna ghar ka kaam karne lag gayi.

In kapdo mein didi jitni baar neeche jhukti thi, unke bra nahi pehne hone ke kaaran, unke boobs aur clevage ke darshan ho jate. Aur jab bhi wo peeche ki taraf se jhukti, to unki gol gaand, jisme se unki halki-halki chut baahar jhaank rahi thi, uske darsan ho jaa rahe the. Aur isi tarah kuch din beet gaye. Iske kuch dino baad maine fir message kiya-

Main: Sun, ab tere liye ek aur kaam hai. Apne bhai ko ghar mein bina kapdo mein ghoomne ke liye mana.

Wo boli: Main ye nahi kar sakti. Aur waise bhi wo nahi maanega.

Tab main bola: Sun, mujhe nahi pata tu kaise karegi. Tere jaisi maal kuch bhi bhi kar sakti hai. Agar fir bhi nahi maanta hai, to bolna ki agar wo teri baat maanega, to tu use teri body ke sath khelne ka mauka degi

Tab wo boli: Main ye nahi kar sakti. Please ya mat karwao mere se

Fir maine thoda frustrated hoke messege kiya-

Main: Randi tu karegi, ya main apna kaam karu?

Ye message dekh ke didi buri tarah ghabra gayi, aur fir messege kiya ki-

Didi: Sorry, main karti hu. Please kuch ulta-seedha nahi karna. Par thoda time do mere ko, itni jaldi main nahi kar paungi.

Tab maine message mein theek hai bol ke phone rakh diya.  Kuch dino mein maine didi ko message mein ghar ke andar g-string panties aur ek short loose camisole pehanne ke liye mana liya tha. Ek din didi mere saamne aayi aur boli-

Didi: Tumhe kya garmi nahi lag rahi hai?

Main: Didi lag to rahi hai. Par kya karu didi, jhelni to padegi ye garmi.

Didi: Jhelni kyun padegi? Main bhi to comfortable kapde pehni hui hu. To tum bhi comfortable kapde pehan lo. Warna mujhe bahut bura lagega, ki main itne aaram se hu, par mere ghar ka mehman itni dikkat mein hai. Waise ghar mein tum kaise rehte ho?

Main: Didi ghar mein to main itni garmi mein bina kapdon ke rehta hu. Par yaha to main waise nahi reh sakta na.

Didi: Kyun nahi reh sakte? Mujhe koi problem nahi.

Main: Didi, par mujhe thodi problem hai (thoda hichkichate hue). Didi aap itni sexy ho ki main agar nanga raha to, shayad main khud ko control nahi kar paunga.

Isi tarah, kuch der aise hi debate karne ke baad, didi boli-

Didi: Theek hai, main tumhari problem samjhi. To tumhari problem ko door karne ke liye agar tum bina kapdo ke rehte ho, to tum meri body ko touch kar sakte ho. Main ise normal samjhungi, par sex nahi kar sakte ho mere sath. Par agar sex kiya to mere se bura koi nahi hoga

Main: Sach didi? Main aapki body ke sath kuch bhi kar satka hu, bina sex kiye?

Didi: Haa!

Main: To main aapko kabhi bhi, kahi par bhi touch kar sakta hu?

Didi: Haa bhai haa.

Tab maine didi ko dekha, didi ek white colour ki pearl lace g-string panty aur ek white loose top, jo ki unki kamar tak cover kar rahi thi, pehne hue thi. Bina deri karte hue, maine didi ki baat maan ke jaldi se apne kapde utaar diye. Jab didi mera lund dekhi to didi sharma ki apna sar doosri taraf mod li.

Main ye dekh ke halka sa muskuraya, aur didi ke gaal ko apne dono hatho se pakda, aur unka sar apni taraf mod liya.

Main: Didi, sharmao mat. Ab se hum dono ek-doosre ke badan ke parts ko bahut baar dekhenge. Aur ek-doosre ke sath bahut khelenge. To mera lund ko touch kariye aur feel karke dekhiye didi.

Didi kuch nahi boli, aur sharam ke maare apni aankhen band kar li. Par fir didi bhi apne hath se mere lund ko pakdi.

Aaaaaa! Halki sa moan mere muh se nikal gaya, jab unka soft hath meri garam rod se lipta. Saamne itni sexy ladki, upar se halki si sharmahat chehre pe. Uffff kya scene tha. Main kuch zyada hi exited ho gaya tha, aur aisa lag raha tha  ki main apna muth unke hath mein hi chhodh du.

Par main is feeling ko itni jaldi khatam nahi karna chaahta tha. Isliye maine apne aapko control kiya. Par tabhi jab main bolne hi wala tha, jaise didi ne mere mann ki baat jaan li. Wo halki-halki apne hath ko aage-peeche hilane lagi. Ab didi apni aankh khol chuki thi, aur unki aankh meri aankh se jaa mili. Pehle ki sharmahat ab unke chehre se hatt gayi thi, aur ek determined look unke chehre pe jhalak rahi thi.

Wo ek hath se mera lund ko halka-halka hila rahi thi, aur doosre hath ki ungliyon se mere lund ke tip ko sehla rahi thi, jisse mera thoda-thoda pre-cum bhi nikalne laga tha. Wo kabhi meri balls ke sath khel rathi thi. 2-3 minute aise hi mera lund hilane ke baad, didi meri chehre ki taraf dekhi.

Meri aankhen almost band hone lagi thi. Mera eyeball upar ki taraf jaane laga tha is pleasure ke maare, jo didi ki handjob se mujhe mil raha tha. Main instinctively apni kamar bhi halki-halki upar-neeche move karne laga tha. Fir jaise hi mera muth nikalne wala tha, didi apne hath mere lund se hata li, aur mere and kosh ke upar portion ko tightly 2 ungliyon se pakad liya.

Fir mere lund ki tip ko bhi apne doosre hath ke thumb se daba diya. Isse mera muth chhodhne ka pressure ek-dum ikattha ho gaya.

Main: Didi please, aisa mat karo.

Didi apni jagah se uthi, aur apni kamar par hath karke ek serious expression ke sath boli-

Didi: Abhi agar tumhara wo nikal jata, to mujhe hi saaf karna padta, jo ki main abhi nahi kar sakti. Mujhe abhi bahut kaam hai. Tumhe mauka milega wo cheez nikaalne ke liye, par tab tak patience rakho.

Main didi ke baat sun ke, unhe tease karke bola: Wo kya cheez didi?

Didi: Tumhe pata hai wo kya hai. (Sharmate hue boli)

Main: Didi, main aapki itni baat maan raha hu. Aapko meri baat ka jawab to dena padega.

Didi ya sun ke, sharam ke maare poori laal ho gayi. Par fir bhi wo boli ek-dum halki awaaz mein boli-

Didi: Muth.

Main: Sunayi nahi diya didi. Kya?

Didi frustrated hote hue: Muth hai muth, aur kuch.

Main didi ko smile diya, aur turant Didi sharma ke kitchen mein chali gayi. Main bhi didi ke peeche-peeche kitchen ke door tak gaya, aur waha khada hoke didi ko kaam karte hue dekhne laga. Didi bartan dho rahi thi basin ke saamne khadi hoke. Peeche se unki gaand poori display mein thi.

Uff, kya gaand thi unki. Unki gaand naa bahut zyada badi thi, naa hi bahut zyada chhoti thi. Exercise ke kaaran bubble butt ki shape mein thi. Wo ek sexy loose tank top, jo ki sleeveless thi, par side se unki armpit se kamar tak hollow thi, jisme se side se bina bra pehanne ke kaaran unke halke-halke boobs dikh rahe the.

Ye scene dekh ke mere se aur control nahi hua, aur main didi ke peeche jaake khada ho gaya. Fir main didi ki gaand ko halke-halke touch karne laga.  Didi mera hath feel karte hi turant meri taraf apni sar modi.

Didi: Ya kya kar rahe ho? Main kaam kar rahi hu.

Maine didi ke sar ko pakda, aur fir saamne kar diya, aur firse didi ki inner thigh ko apni ungliyon se sehlane laga.

Main: Didi aap apne kaam mein focus karo, aur mujhe aapke badan pe karne do. Mere se control nahi ho raha hai didi. Aapne jo kiya mere sath pehle, uske baad to aur bhi control nahi ho raha.

Didi: Theek hai, jo karna hai karo. Par meri bhi ek shart hai.

Main: Kya?

Didi: Tum mere ko kahi par bhi touch kar sakte ho. Par tumhare lund se jab main chaahungi tabhi niklega. Didi ki baat kat rahi thi, aur wo halki-halki moan bhi kar rahi thi.

Main: Theek hai.

Ab maine unki dono thighs ko pakda, aur unke pairon ko thoda sa faila diya. Didi ne bhi mere liye apne pairon ko thoda faila ke adjust kiya. Maine ab apni body ko didi ki peeth ke upar jhukaya, aur apne sar ko didi ke kandhe par rakh diya. Mera lund jo ki poora tann chuka tha, didi ki gaand ke crack ko touch kar raha tha.

Didi bhi mere lund ko feel kar paa rahi thi, isliye didi aage ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Taaki mera lund unse na touch ho. Par main ye kaise hone deta. Turant maine didi ki kamar ko apne dono hatho se hug kiya, aur apne taraf kheench liya. Fir didi ki dono gaand ko pakda, aur faila ke apne lund ko didi ki gaand ke beech mein set kar diya. Uske baad didi se isi tarah lipta raha kuch dek tak.

Is sab mein mazedaar baat ye thi, ki didi apna kaam kar rahi thi, aur main jo chaahe wo kar raha tha unke badan ke sath. Tab main apna ek hath, jo ki didi ki kamar se lipta hua tha, use didi ki chut ke paas le gaya. Fir main unki chut ko dheere-dheere sehlane laga.

Main apne doosre hath ko didi ki loose tank top ke andar le jaake, didi ke nipple ko halka-halka pinch dene laga. Main kabhi unke nipple ko pinch karta, to kabhi unke nipple ko dheere-dheere kheenchta. In sab se Didi ke pair kaamp rahe the.

Aur maine notice kiya ki didi ki chut ki pankhudi jo ki g-string ki peal se dhaki hui thi, wo halki-halki geeli ho rahi thi. Par iske baad bhi wo apna kaam kar rahi thi, jaise ki didi ko koi farak nahi pad raha tha. Par fir bhi beech-beech mein wo halki-halki moan nikaal rahi thi.

Didi ki ye attitude dekh kar mera lund aur lamba aur hard ho gaya. Main didi ki gaand ke crack mein apne lund ko aur zyada press karne laga. Abhi bhi mera sar unke kandhe pe hi tha, aur beech-beech main main unke kaan aur unki gardan ko halki-halki kiss karta, aur kabhi-kabhi bite bhi kar raha tha. Main ab unke kan ke paas jaake bola-

Main: Didi kya baat hai, aapki ye pyari si chut (tabhi maine apne ek hath ki madad se didi ke chut ke upar se pear string ko hataya, aur didi ki chut ke chhed ki jo lining thi, uske upar-upar apni middle finger ko sehlane laga) itni geeli kyun hai? Shayad aapki is pyari si chut ko ek sakht lund ki zaroorat hai, jo ki aapki gaand ke beech mein hai.

Aur same time mein main unke boobs ko bhi halki-halki massage de raha tha. Ye sun ke didi ki chut aur bhi paani chhodhne lagi, aur wo meri grip ko apne hath se chhudhane ki koshish karne lagi. Par unki ye koshish na-kamyab sabit hui aur maine turant apni 2 ungliyan unki geeli chut mein daal di. Fir main apne thumb aur index finger se unki clitoris to pinch karne laga.

Main apni ungli, unki chut mein se halki-halki pace mein andar-baahar karke move kar raha tha. Squish squish ki awaaz aa rahi thi didi ki chut se, jab main fingering de raha tha unhe. Unki chut andar se bahut hi soft, geeli, aur beech-beech mein contract aur relax bhi kar rahi thi.

Chut mein ungli ghuste hi didi ne apni is kismat ko poori tarah se apna chuki thi. Aur ab wo apne badan ko poori tarah mere support mein chhodh di thi.

Didi: Ahah ahh please lund nahi please aahh.

Uski ye sexy awaaz sun ke main aur zyada excited ho gaya, aur fingering ki raftaar badha di.

Didi: Haye, itni fast nahi! Kuch nikal raha hai meri chut se.

Didi ki jeebh baahar aa chuki thi, aur unki aakhon ki eyeball pleasure ke maare upar ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Ab didi apni kamar ko aage le jaake, apna poora upper body meri body ke support mein chhodh di. Aur isi position mein didi apna juice chodh di, aur thak ke zameen par baith gayi mere support ke sath.

Main: Didi aap bahut naughty ho rahi ho. To naughty bachho ko kya diya jata hai?

Didi: Naughty matlab?

Didi is position mein itni sexy lag rahi thi, ki mere se aur control nahi hua. Fir maine didi ko pakda, aur mere saamne khada kar diya, aur didi se poocha-

Main: Didi aapne bola ki main aapke sath sex nahi kar sakta. Par baaki sab kar sakta hu, right?

Didi: Haa kyun?

Main: Aapne bola ki agar mera muth nikla, to aapko hi saaf karna padega. Bol ke aapne mere muth ko rok diya. Par aapne to apna juice nikaal diya. Aur main to abhi bhi aise hi hu didi (maine apni tanni hui rod ki taraf ishara karte hua bola).

Tabhi didi ek guilt waale expression ke sath apna hath mere lund ki taraf badhate hue boli-

Didi: Sorry, main abhi tumhe help kar deti hu.

Main didi ko rokte hue bola-

Main: Aise nahi didi! Aap bahut naughty ho, to naughty bachho ko to punishment to milni hi chahiye na, boliye?

Didi: Hmm, theek hai, bolo mujhe kya karna padega?

Main ye sunte hi bahut khush ho gaya, aur ek kaala kapda laake didi ki aakh mein baandh diya, aur didi ki thighs ko thoda separate kiya, aur apna lund unki thigh ke beech mein ghusa diya. Fir maine didi ko saamne se tightly hug kiya.

Mera hard aur garam lund unki chut ke bilkul neeche tha, aur side se unki dono thighs mere lund ko tighty pakde hue thi. Unki chut ki pankhudiya mere lund ko touch kar rahi thi. Didi bhi in sab ko feel kar paa rahi thi, aur beech-beech mein unki body bhi kaamp rahi thi. Tab Didi thodi tension wali voice mein boli-

Didi: Ye kya kar rahe ho?

Maine bina unki koi baat sune unki soft gol gaand ko pakda, aur unhe massage dete hue aage-peeche move karne laga.  Jitni baar main move karta, didi ki chut mere lund se jaa lagti, aur halka sa andar jake baahar aa jata. Unki chut bhi continuously paani chhodh rahi thi, jisse mere lund ko lubrication mil raha tha, aur smoothly main move kar paa raha tha. Mere lund ka bas upar ka part hi didi ki chut ke andar jata, aur fir baahar aa jata.

Fir maine position change ki, aur ab didi ko ghuma diya. Is position mein didi ki back meri taraf thi, aur unka face saamne tha. Main didi ki dono hatho ko peeche le aaya, aur apne ek hath se lock kar diya, jisse unki body arch kar gayi. Ye scene itna sexy tha, ki maine apni pace badha di, aur zyada force se move karne laga.

Mera ek hath jo ki free tha, usse main didi ke soft boobs ko massage dene laga. Main didi ke nipples ko apne hath se kheench raha tha, jisse ki unke badan mein ek current daud gaya.

Fir didi apni sexy awaaz mein boli- Please ye mat karo aahh. Galat hai ye.

Main: Didi ye kuch galat nahi hai. Ye aapki punishment hai. Aaj aapki is pyari chut ke upar main mere muth se apna nishan chhodhunga.

Didi pleasure ke kaaran apni jeebh baahar nikaal chuki thi, aur didi ki aankhen bas aadhi khuli hui thi.

Didi: Ahh mat karo!

Isi tarah kuch minute tak chodne ka baad, jab mera muth nikalne hi wala tha, main turant didi se alag hua, aur didi ke sar ko pakad ke unhe neeche bitha diya. Fir apna mota lund jo didi ki chut ke juice se bheega hua tha, use unke muh mein ghusa ke apna juice unke gale mein chhodh diya. Wo jo feeling thi, main bata nahi sakta.

Maine ab didi ki aankh se unki patti hata di thi, aur dekha ki unki aakhon mein mera lund jo ki unke gale ko chod raha tha, uski wajah se aansu aa gaye the.

Main: Didi ye aapki punishment hai. Ek-dum ise waste mat karna, nigal lo ise.

Didi aur bina kuch bole, chup-chaap, gusse waale expression ke sath mere muth ko nigal li.

Main view ka maza lene laga. Maine didi ki g-string panty ko side kiya, aur didi ki chut ko dekha. Fir main dheere-dheere didi ki chut ko touch kar raha tha.

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My cousin, Seema, is almost 10 years older than me. She has always been pretty as long as I can remember. I can’t tell you her exact measurements, but she is incredibly hot.

Growing up, I used to spend a lot of time at her place. I used to sleep in bed with her as I was still a teenager and no one suspected me of wanting to fuck my older cousin sister.

Seema had always been hot. Whenever we would be sleeping in bed together, I would make sure I was touching her when she was asleep. I used to rub her ass and boobs while she was sleeping next to me. I am sure she knew what I was doing.

Fast forward to now, she is married with 2 kids. She comes by our house sometimes since she lives close by. I can tell she flirts with me a little bit and I always respond. Despite having 2 kids, she is still hot and doesn’t look a day older than 25.

Now, coming to the story. Seema was facing some problems at home with her in-laws while her husband was away due to his business. He is usually away for months at a time. Her in-laws went to live with their daughter for some time leaving Seema and her 2 kids alone at home. Since I lived close by, my parents asked me if I could keep her company and sleep at her house for a few days since they might get scared being alone at night. I was happy to oblige.

I wasn’t thinking about fucking her or even having those thoughts about her now since we had grown up and I had a girlfriend. I was just going to get there to make sure they felt safe and do any work needed from me like running errands. But all that was about to change.

There were some things I didn’t know about her marriage before. She was very unhappy since her husband was away most of the time and she had to deal with her in-laws. She had grown resentful of her husband during this time and wanted to get back at him somehow. Her plan was to just flirt with me, but things escalated quickly to the point of no return.

I went to her house and lounged around till it was time to go to bed. All this time, she was asking me about my girlfriend (I hadn’t told anyone about her). I told her I didn’t have one since I didn’t want my family to know about it. She kept asking me what I was looking for and what kind of girl attracted me. After this, she told me to take her somewhere the next day.

Seema: Can you take me somewhere on your bike tomorrow?

Me: No, I can’t. I can take you in a car but not on my bike. (I can’t drive a bike very well, so I don’t drive with a pillion.)

Seema: Is it because people might see me on your bike and think I am your girlfriend? Would that ruin your chances with other girls who would see us?

Me (laughing): You do look young enough to be my girlfriend, so I am worried about that.

Seema (laughing): So, are you gonna risk being seen with me?

Me: Sure, but only if you hold me tight like a girlfriend would.

Seema (laughing): Don’t worry, I’ll do everything a girlfriend would.

At this point, I could sense she wanted me, and I wasn’t going to back down. I asked her where I should sleep.

Seema (smiling): You could sleep in my bed like the old times.

Me: I wouldn’t mind that at all. But, what about your children?

Seema: Oh, they have their own room, you don’t have to worry about them.

This was starting to get out of hand. I knew if I slept in the same bed with my married cousin, I wouldn’t be able to control myself. And she would most likely try to fuck me as well. But I couldn’t cheat on my girlfriend. So I called up my girlfriend.

Me: Babe, I think my cousin is trying to sleep with me.

GF: I am sure you are just overthinking it, maybe she is just being friendly.

Me: But she asked me to sleep in her bed.

GF: That doesn’t mean she wants to sleep with you. Stop thinking like everyone wants to sleep with you.

Me (annoyed): I will tell you when it happens and it will be too late.

GF (laughing): Sure.

Then I cut the call. I was annoyed that she didn’t take it seriously and was dismissing my concerns. At this point, I had to know whether Seema actually wanted to fuck me. So I went ahead with it anyway.

Seema and I went to bed and started pillow talking about random things. She told me how she was worried about being alone and thanked me for coming over. I told her how great it was to spend time with her. She asked me to get closer to her.

Seema: Come closer, it’s cold today.

I moved closer, she opened my arm and used it as a pillow. We were properly cuddling at this point. My other hand went over my cousin’s waist, but I wasn’t touching her waist. She held my hand, interlocking our fingers. She asked me if I was comfortable. I said I was and she turned away from me to sleep.

Her ass was sticking out toward my crotch. My heart was beating faster and faster and my dick was getting hard. If she moved her ass back just a little bit, my dick would’ve poked her.

My cousin fell asleep but I couldn’t as my heart was still beating fast. In her sleep, she moved her ass a little back and it touched my dick! It sent shivers through my body. I didn’t know if she was sleeping or just pretending to be asleep. I readjusted my dick so it aligned perfectly with her ass and she could feel my whole length when pushing up against me.

I fell asleep like this and woke up to her getting up from bed. It was still night. And she went into her children’s room to check on them. Apparently, her daughter had a nightmare and was crying. She went to put her to bed again.

While she was gone, I kept thinking about my cousin’s ass being pressed against my dick and I got hard again thinking about it. At this point, I was feeling guilty since I had a girlfriend and she wouldn’t like me doing this with someone else. But I had to know whether Seema actually wanted to fuck.

Seema came back into the room and got into bed thinking I was asleep as I was in the same position as before. She slid into bed cuddling up against me like before and moved her ass right up against my hard cock. I wasn’t expecting that and kept pretending to be asleep. She let out an, “Oh.”

To my surprise, she pressed her ass harder against my dick. And slowly, she started grinding it a little. It was clear my married cousin wanted to fuck but it was too late to stop. I couldn’t think about anything else, let alone my girlfriend. I had to fuck Seema. No words were spoken. There was too much sexual tension.

Seema kept grinding her ass slowly on my dick and was breathing heavily. I moved my hand to her waist and slowly was moving my hand up to her boobs. She didn’t seem to object to it, so I kept going. I pressed her boobs above her nighty and she start moaning slightly.

Her hand started going down toward my dick and she was rubbing it over my shorts. We both were moaning a little while rubbing each other’s bodies. This was the point of no return! I was going to fuck my married cousin sister’s brains out. There was no love, no concern, I just wanted to fuck Seema as hard and as fast as possible and Seema just wanted to get fucked. She didn’t care who it was. All the pent-up horniness toward her since I was a teenager was about to come out.

She turned toward me, our eyes met for a second in the dimmed room and we went to town on each other’s lips. I was kissing her like my life depended on it. She was sticking her tongue in my mouth and I was sucking on it. Meanwhile, I was trying to get her nighty off. But it was too much hassle. So I just raised it above her boobs and started ravaging them over her bra.

All this time, she was rubbing my dick over my shorts. I didn’t bother taking her bra off, just pushed it up so that her boobs would fall out and I started sucking on her nipples. My married cousin started moaning loudly. I was biting her, licking her, kissing her, anything I could. She was going crazy.

I got up on my knees and she followed, we started kissing again. Her hands went toward the waistband of my shorts and she pulled them down tracking my hard cock. She stopped kissing me and looked down, putting her hand on my cock and stroking it slowly. She kissed me and started moving down while kissing my neck then my chest moving down toward my dicks.

Before putting her mouth on it, she looked up and stared at me while her mouth moved closer to my dick. She held my dick in her hand and kissed the head of my dick while staring up at me. I don’t think I have felt that before, electricity moving all over my body. It was the hottest thing I had seen someone do.

Seema kept kissing my dick and started licking it. She moved her tongue through the length of my dick, from the base to the top, and then put the head in her mouth. I was losing control at this point. My cousin definitely knew what she was doing and she was good at it. She sucked my dick, making it wet, and then moved her head back up to kiss me. After kissing me, she whispered in my ear.

Seema: Put it in me.

“PUT IT IN ME.” Those were the only words said that night. And the only words that were needed.

I threw her on the bed, reaching for her panty. She lifted her hips and I slid them right off. I lifted her legs wide, positioning my dick next to her pussy. I hadn’t seen my hot cousin’s pussy before this. I didn’t even stop to look at it, smell it or lick it. The only thing going through my mind was putting my wet, hard dick inside Seema’s unsatisfied married pussy.

She held my dick and positioned it right on the entry to her heavenly pussy. I slowly thrust forward, sliding my dick inside her warm, needy pussy. This is what heaven must feel like!

I started slowly thrusting in and out till my dick was fully inside my cousin. She was whimpering, moaning and biting her lips. You could tell she hadn’t gotten fucked in a long time.

I was holding her legs up wide and moving my dick in and out slowly. Once I felt that her pussy was wet enough and finding the rhythm, I went to fuck her hard. I put my hands on the bed like I was doing push-ups and started pumping her pussy like there was no tomorrow. She was moaning loudly, but we didn’t care. Seema didn’t care if her neighbors or her children heard her getting fucked by someone other than her husband! It was hot, just the thought of fucking my married cousin while her husband was longing for her. Poor guy. His wife was getting fucked while he was making money to make her life better. He didn’t know that all she needed was a dick.

I kept thinking about these things while ramming her pussy which made it even hotter. Then I remember my own girlfriend, how she told me I was just imagining things. Now, I was fucking Seema and she had no idea. In one night, we had cucked 2 people.

You could tell that Seema was not used to this kind of fucking because she didn’t know what to do. She kept moaning, biting her lips, whimpering, her hand was on my chest trying to push me, but she wasn’t really pushing me, she liked it and she didn’t know what to do.

I kept ramming her, we didn’t even bother changing positions or stopping. This wasn’t about pleasure for me, this wasn’t about making her cum or making love to her. It was pure lust and getting to fuck Seema after such a long time. I was going to stop no matter what. So I kept thrusting hard and fast inside her.

I moved her legs up even further till they were on my shoulders, and quite literally mounted her pussy. I was fucking my cousin with all the weight of my body behind me and ramming hard inside her. She had nowhere to go even if she wanted to. But she didn’t want to. She wanted to stay right there, getting fucked.

After some time, I could feel my cum building up, but I kept going. Nothing was going to stop me. I wasn’t wearing a condom but I wasn’t going to cum outside. I didn’t even think about that. I just kept going. Seema’s moans were filling the room, and it was too hot to stop. I kept pumping and came inside my married cousin’s pussy.

We both stopped slowly, moans died down. I slid out of her pussy and laid down next to her. She was panting heavily, and so was I. We didn’t bother cleaning up. I pulled her close and buried my face in her boobs and we both went to sleep. Her pussy still dripping with my cum onto the sheets. We didn’t speak at all, except those 4 words.

“PUT IT IN ME.”

Hi, Readers. Here is Kartik again. I hope you like my previous story on how I got my married ex-girlfriend Princy to fuck me and make her my slut.

2 weeks passed, and we were in our regular office life. Sometimes, after office, we used to meet at my place and have sex all over my place. Late at night, I used to take her out naked on the balcony and fuck her. She was getting used to this and was not that afraid to have sex in the open.

So, to spice up things, one weekday after office, I called Princy and told her to meet me. I wanted to take her out shopping. She was very excited and unaware of what we were going to buy. I took her to the lingerie store and got some sexy, revealing dresses and lingerie for her. And then I dropped her home.

Me: This weekend, you are going to wear one of these outfits, and we are going out.

Princy: What! I’m not going to wear such a revealing dress outside. My boobs and ass are barely covered in this dress. I’m not comfortable outside, but at home it is ok.

Me: You said you would do whatever I tell you.

Pirncy: I know. Also, this weekend, my husband is coming to meet me, and he will stay over the weekend.

I got tense and angry at the same time.

Me: You’re going to get punished for this! Every time your husband comes, I will punish you once he goes. And you will have to do whatever I say. Do we have a deal?

Princy: What do you mean? He is my husband, and he has the right to come and meet me. Don’t want to ruin my marriage.

Me: You’ll have to agree! Otherwise, you will ruin what we have!

Princy: You are making me angry! But fine, you have a deal! I will do whatever you say. But when my husband is around, you will not call or text me.

Me: You don’t get to make rules! Just obey mine.

Saying this, I left her place and went back to my place. It was Friday night, and I got a message from Princy that her husband had arrived. She asked me not to message her till Sunday afternoon. I got angry after reading this, and I called Princy.

Me: You should not make love to your husband, and he should not fuck you.

Princy: If I don’t have sex with him, he will get a doubt on me. He knows I’m always hungry for sex.

Hearing this, I video-called her, but she did not answer. After some time, I tried again, but this time, she answered the call. But what I saw was shocking to me. I see the mobile was adjusted in such a way that I can see Princy’s entire bedroom.

Also, I can see Princy walking away from her phone towards her bed. The most shocking for me was. She was wearing a black backless lace baby doll lingerie, the one which we purchased this week. I could see her ass completely while she was walking towards her bed.

She went and stood near her bed, looking at the bathroom door. After a few minutes, her husband came out of the bathroom naked. He saw Princy and rushed toward her. He started kissing her and pressing her entire body. She was doing this purposefully to make me jealous. (which she succeeded)

After a few minutes of kissing and pressing, he lifted her and pushed her towards the bed. She felt on his back, giving him full access to her pussy. He then started licking her pussy aggressively. He had been craving sex for a long time. She started moaning loudly than usual as she wanted to make me jealous.

Then he kept his dick (which was 6 inches) on her pussy and started to fuck her in a missionary position while sucking her boobs. After a few minutes, he turned her around in a doggy position. Coincidentally, her face was facing the phone camera.

He started fucking her from behind aggressive and pressing her boobs. She was enjoying the sex, and sometimes she was looking at the phone to see if Im watching her. Her husband was not aware of the camera and someone watching them having sex.

He kept fucking her in a doggy position for a few minutes. Then he removed his dick and asked her to suck his dick. After a few minutes of blowjob, he slept on his back. He asked her to climb on his dick and fuck him in a cowgirl position facing each other.

After fucking her for a rough 10 minutes, he released this cum inside her pussy. They started kissing and slept hugging each other. I was shocked and jealous at the same time. Then I ended the call and masturbated, thinking of Princy having sex. I was so turned on and wanted to fuck Princy at any cost.

But I controlled my urges and slept off. After that next morning, out of habit, I was going to call Princy. But then I decided not to call her. I was angry with her for yesterday’s sex with her husband while I was watching.

On Sunday evening, I got a text from Princy,

Princy: I’m sorry! Are you angry?

I did not reply to her and ignored her text. Then, after 1 hour, I got a call from Princy.

Princy: Hey, I was angry. I wanted to teach you a lesson for treating me like your whore

Me: Be ready in 30 minutes. I’m coming to pick you up! Also, wear that sexy lingerie you were wearing yesterday. Wear a full jacket on top of it.

Princy: Ok! Where are we going, your home?

Me: I have some plans for you. You have to obey as I say!

Princy: Ok! I will be ready for you.

After 30 minutes, I reached her society’s main gate, but I did not go inside. I asked her to come out near the society gate. While she was coming out, I saw her and was shocked by her look. She looked absolutely stunning as if she was some high-end hooker.

She was wearing a black longline leather jacket, which was covering her upper thighs. Security guards in society had a lust full eyes by her look. She came and sat in the car and kissed me. I lowered her jacket zip to her waist and checked if she was only wearing lingerie inside as decided.

After confirming, I zipped up her to a proper extent so that her upper boobs were visible, and we started our journey. We went to a club, and we had a few drinks. After that, we got a bit drunk and started kissing each other romantically.

At around 11, we left the club and started going home. I had some plans in between. There was a garden which was closed at night. Usually, the homeless people slept there for the night. I parked the car near the garden and switched off my headlights.

I asked Princy to give me a blowjob in the car. After 5 minutes of blowjob, I held her head tight and released my cum and got out of the car. I went to the other door of the car and asked Princy to lower her window and gave her a box.

I asked her to wear it. She was super excited, and when she opened the box, there was a blindfold inside it. She got nervous.

Princy: What is this? A blindfold

Me: Yes, wear it and come out.

Princy: Are you serious? You want me to wear this and fuck me in the garden?

Me: Yes! You are right, and you promise to obey! That’s your punishment.

Princy: What if someone sees us?

Me: Don’t worry, they will also get to fuck you, haha. (in a joking way). Come on, let’s go. No one will be here!

She had no idea about the homeless people sleeping in this garden overnight. She then put on the blindfold and held my hand. Then we went inside the garden and found the perfect spot. There was a nice, comfortable lawn surface and a big tree.

We sat below the tree. As soon as she sat down, I suddenly started kissing her and rubbing her wet pussy. While kissing I pushed her on her back to the ground and un unzipped her jacket fully. I removed her jacket completely. And now she was in only black lingerie.

Princy: Please fuck me! I’m too horny. Fuck me, please.

Me: Yes, my slut! I will fuck you like an animal today.

Princy: Yes, please! Make me your slut. Punish me for yesterday.

While she was lying, spreading her legs, I started to remove my pants and underwear. Suddenly, I noticed a homeless beggar was watching us from a distance. He had his dick out, masturbating, watching us. Princy had no idea about this. He gave me a hand signal to carry on.

I then bent down and placed my dick near her pussy, and started to fuck her in a missionary position. This homeless man cum in 5 minutes watching us. As Princy was blindfolded, she did not know what was going on. I signed this homeless man to come close and watch us.

He slowly came very close to us and sat down, and started rubbing his dick again. This beggar slowly came very close to Princy’s mouth, and he signalled if he could press her boobs. I blinked my eyes and allowed him to press but with just one hand.

He started pinching and pressing her boobs while I was fucking her. There was no noise apart from Princy moaning in pleasure. She had no idea of who was touching her in this position. His dick was hard again, like 8 inches. It was bigger than me, to my surprise.

He then went in flow and ripped her lingerie and released her boob naked. Her nipples were hard and had become red by pressure and pinching. He then started to suck her boob without asking my permission. I was surprised and worried that she would understand it was someone else.

Then after 10 minutes of fucking her in a missionary position, I took my dick out and stepped away. I asked the homeless man to do the same. She rested in the same position for 2 minutes with heavy breathing and a big pleasure expression on her face.

Princy: You are amazing! You can pleasure my entire body at the same time!

Me: I’m happy you are enjoying it. (while winking at homeless man)

I then took out my mobile phone and switched on the camera to record the scene. I asked her to get in a doggy position and signalled the homeless man to suck his pussy. He had a big smile on his face. He then came behind her on knees, pulled her panty down, and removed it completely.

He started sucking her pussy aggressively. I slowly moved aside and sat down, watching them in action and recording it on my phone. He was sucking her entire pussy juice. Princy was controlling her moaning so that no one could hear her.

But little did she know the stranger was sucking her and using her for the last 15 minutes! I was masturbating watching them. Then he left her pussy and started kissing her entire back body and pressing her boobs. He then tore her lingerie entirely off her body.

Now Princy was completely naked in front of the homeless man. It was like I was recording the actual porn scene.

Princy: What happened to you? So aggressive? Be careful. You can hurt me if you go like this, please.

Me: Sorry, sweetheart! I will be more careful next time. You have no idea how horny I’m.

Princy: Me too! I have already cum twice! Thank you for that. Now put your dick inside and fuck me.

After listening to this, the homeless man took his hard 8-inch dick in his hand and placed it at the pussy entrance. Before I could do something, he pushed his entire dick inside her pussy in one go and started stroking her hard. I paused for a minute as he was fucking her. (The entire scene was getting video recorded.)

I came to my senses. Then I stopped him from fucking her and pulled him aside without making noise.

Princy: Please don’t stop, I’m going to cum again. Please put it back inside.

I then kept my mobile inside. The homeless man then whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck her pussy and cum inside her. I suggested he put his dick in her mouth and mouth fuck her and cum inside her mouth.

He then suddenly rushed in front of her. He held her head and inserted his dick in her mouth and mouth fuck her for 2 minutes. He was gagging her, and her saliva was dripping from her mouth. She was trying to say something. After a few minutes, he removed his dick and let her speak,

Princy: Your dick smells really bad! You unhygienic bastard…

Saying this, she opened her mouth. He pushed his dick inside again and started stroking fast. I then went behind near her ass on my knees and took my hard dick near her pussy entrance. As soon as I saw the homeless man was about to cum in her mouth, I inserted my dick inside her.

She was very confused as there were 2 dicks, one inside her mouth and another in her pussy. Before she could do anything, he cum inside her mouth and fell on the ground with a deep breath.

Princy: What The Fuck!

She removed her blindfold and saw the dirty, ugly, half-naked man sitting in front of her with a satisfied face, laughing. She turned around to find me. I was fucking her from behind. She then suddenly released herself from me. She sat touching the tree and covered herself with her jacket in shame.

Princy: What the hell is this? Who is he? And how can you let him do this?

Me: You slut! This is for yesterday for treating me like that. I told you I had some plans for you.

Princy: This is so wrong! I fucked my husband yesterday. Is that wrong?

Me: You are already fucking 2 men! What happens if you fuck one more?

Princy: Tell me he did not fuck me!

Me: No, he did not fuck you yet! ( I lied to her) but if you agree, he can fuck you. He has a big dick.

Princy: No, this is enough. We are going now.

Me: Come on, Princy! Just enjoying, and I am still to fuck you and cum inside you. Don’t be a spoiled sport.

Princy: But who is he? How can I be comfortable fucking you in front of him?

Me: He is a homeless man who sleeps here. He was watching us fucking, so I invited him to join and allow him to suck and mouth fuck you. So he has already seen and done something. So you don’t have to be ashamed now. Relax!

Princy: He is dirty and ugly! He can spread a disease.

Me: I’m sure he will not spread any disease. He might not have had sex for years. Also, you said you were enjoying it, and you had already cum thrice. It was he who was sucking your pussy so well.

She was confused and silent. I took her hand, pulled her back in action, and threw her jacket away from her. She was all naked again. She submitted herself, and then I started fucking her again in a doggy position.

Then, the homeless man came close to Princy. He looked deep into her eye and started kissing her and pressing her boobs. After some time, she started to respond to his kiss by kissing him back while I was fucking her from behind.

Me: You slut! I know you are enjoying his touch! Now, let us use you the way we want.

Princy: Do I have any options? But you should not let him fuck me, please!

Me: Ok, he will not fuck you.

Little did she know he had already fucked her. Then I put back her blindfold so that she would not understand who was doing what to her. He started fucking her. After a few minutes of fucking her in a doggy position removed my dick from her pussy and held her up.

We both then held her and turned her around a few times. I stopped her and bent her in a standing position. I inserted my dick in her pussy again, and he started to mouth fuck her again, pressing her boob. He was exploring her as much as he could.  After 10 minutes of fucking I cum in her pussy.

In another minute, the homeless man cum inside her mouth again. Then we all three fell, and I removed Princy’s blindfold and threw it aside. She was embarrassed and was finding her clothes. She saw her lingerie. It was all torn off, so she just wore her jacket and zipped it fully.

This poor homeless man was so exhausted that he slept off half-naked. We then quickly left the garden and went back to my place. The entire journey, we did not speak a word to each other. Once we reached home, we took a shower separately and slept off naked in the same bed.

Hope you like it. To know what happened next, wait for my next story. Reach out to me by mail at [email protected] for any feedback or comments.

At around 7, Amit returned from the office. As usual, Amit opened the door with his keys. As he entered, he must have seen our clothes all over the drawing room. I’m sure he must have heard my big moaning sounds as well. Out of curiosity or anxiety, he rushed to the room.

With the door sound, I turned around. Amit was completely shocked to see both Ashmit and I were topless. I was sitting on his crotch. There was a blanket covering my ass and his legs. He was holding my boobs tightly. I was moving my ass up and down as if I was riding his cock.

I was eager to see Amit’s reaction. I thought he would get mad. He would yell at us. But instead, he looked excited.

Amit (To me): You horny slut. (to Ashmit) and you motherfucker, wait for me.

And he started to take off his clothes. I was closely watching him. Soon, he was fully naked. I threw the blanket that was covering our lower part to reveal that we both were wearing shorts and not having sex. Amit was completely shocked and in total disbelief.

On seeing his expression, I couldn’t control my laugh. Even Ashmit was laughing out loud. While laughing, I got up and gave Amit a nice hug and a small kiss on his lips.

Me: What did you think? This horny slut was having sex with her motherfucker son? (I was still laughing)

Amit (Disgusted): I am so sorry, dear. But what was that?

Me: Nothing, just a prank.

Amit: Or you wanted to see how I would react if I came to know that you are fucking with your son?

Me: If that happens, I will tell you directly rather than waiting for you to find out about it.

Amit: So you haven’t been fucked since I left in the morning?

Me (With a sad face): No.

Amit: Alright.

And then, with one jerk, he pulled down my shorts and my panties underneath it. Amit looked pleased to see my bald-shaved pussy.  He gently rolled his fingers over the soft, hairless area of my crotch.

Amit: Wow! Thank you, Ashmit. I finally got what I wished for over 20 years.

He quickly sat down and started to kiss my pussy area. He lifted my leg and put it on the bed, and clutched his mouth to my pussy. After licking my pussy for some time, he got up.

Amit: Ashmit, you deserve a good blowjob from this horny bitch for your good work.

Ashmit: But how can you be so sure that I have done that?

Amit: Arre, I have known her for so long. I know how clumsily she shaves her bush.

And he pressed me on my back and made me bend forward. Ashmit didn’t move. But Amit swiftly put his tool inside my pussy. Aah. I moaned. Though I had squirted thrice earlier today, the pleasure of having a dick was unparalleled. Amit started to screw me from behind.

He was kneading my boobs like dough with one hand and fingering my clit with the other. He was gently spanking my ass in between. After screwing me from behind for some time, he made me lie down on the bed. He started to screw me in the missionary position.

I glanced at Ashmit. Like last night, his shorts had disappeared, and he was wanking his cock while watching a live sex show. After a few minutes, Amit changed his position again. Now he was lying on the bed, and I was riding his cock.

Just then, Ashmit got up and came close to me, and stuffed his cock into my mouth.

Amit: Fantastic. Welcome to the party, my son.

Though I had sucked his cock earlier for a brief time. This time, it felt sensational. For the first time in my life, I was having a threesome. I was riding my husband’s cock while sucking my son’s cock. I was finding it difficult to do both things in tandem.

Ashmit: Dad, make her a doggy style.

Amit readily agreed to the idea. I was standing on my four.

Amit: Son, wanna come to the backside?

Ashmit shook his head negatively. So Amit started to screw me from the back. Amit came in front of me and again stuffed his cock into my mouth. I was in that position for another 10 minutes. After that, Amit finally cum inside me and retired to the bed.

But I was far from my orgasm, and I wanted Amit to continue. But he didn’t seem to be interested. From Ashmit’s body language, he didn’t seem to be even near his climax. I was tired of being on my four. So I left Ashmit’s dick and lay down on the bed with my legs spread apart.

Honestly, all I wanted at that point was for Ashmit to mount on me and screw me hard. But Ashmit sat down on his knees near my head and put his dick in my mouth, and bent forward to lick my pussy.

We were in a 69 position. Like in the afternoon, he was teasing my clit with his tongue. His body was crushing my boobs. Amit was watching this for some time. He stood up.

Amit: Ashmit, this bitch needs something more than this type of gentle teasing.

He came near my legs and put his index and middle finger deep into pussy, and touched the G-spot straightaway. As I opened my mouth to moan, Ashmit’s dick slipped deep into my throat.

Now his entire dick (Almost 9 inches long) was inside my mouth. He was pressing my clit with his fingers. Amit was finger fucking me. Now, that was making me excited. I somehow managed to get that monstrous cock out of my mouth.

Me: Amit, let him lick.

Amit took off his fingers, and Ashmit started licking my pussy opening. He stepped aside and lay beside me, and I started stroking his cock. Now Amit took his place and stuffed his cock into my mouth. Now I was sucking Amit’s cock, jerking Ashmit’s cock.

Ashmit was licking my pussy while Amit was tormenting my boobs with squeezing and pinching. It was too much for me, and I reached my orgasm. And one more time, I showered Ashmit’s face with my cum.

Amit: Wow! I didn’t know you can squirt like whores.

Amit took off his cock from my mouth and moved towards my feet again. While I was still recovering from that orgasm, he turned me around. I was on my stomach now. Amit lifted my ass and poured some oil on my asshole.

I knew what was coming my way. I almost screamed, “No.” But Amit was in no mood to listen to me.

Amit: Ashmit, shut her mouth.

Ashmit obediently got up. Helped me get on my four again and inserted his cock deep into my mouth. Just around that time, Amit inserted his middle finger deep into my asshole. I moaned again loudly. He started finger fucking my ass.

First, with the middle finger only and then with the middle finger and index finger of one hand in the asshole. The same fingers of the other hand in the pussy. On a normal day, I would have been annoyed with Amit for doing this. But today, like a submissive slave, I was letting him inflict pain on me.

Honestly, I was enjoying being a submissive slave to my husband and my son on that day. While both my holes were getting a finger fuck, the speed of Ashmit’s mouth fucking increased. In one final thrust, he put his dick deep into my throat and released a big cumload into my throat.

Ashmit was lying beside me, watching closely, getting his Mom assfucked. After fingerfucking for some time, Amit lubricated his cock well. Then he stuffed a handkerchief into my mouth and placed his dickhead right on top of my asshole. I closed my eyes tightly.

Then he slowly slid it a little inside. The dick was barely an inch into my asshole, and I felt like screaming out loud. But I couldn’t, as Amit had already closed my mouth. He took it out. Again poured a lot of oil on my asshole and also inside the asshole and then again.

This time, he pushed it much deeper inside. He was literally tearing my ass apart. After fucking my ass for 5 mins, he finally switched to my pussy and screwed me hard. I was completely exhausted. I was like dead meat. He was fucking me hard and hard.

Finally, after another 10 minutes of drilling my pussy, my misery ended with Amit releasing a cumload into my pussy. I just collapsed on the bed. I was completely out of breath. Both the pussy and the ass were paining terribly. I don’t know when and how I fell asleep there.

After some time, I woke up. I was sleeping properly on the pillow. I had a blanket on me. I could still feel some pain in both pussy and asshole. It was complete darkness in the room. I somehow managed to reach the night lamp and turned it on. It was 8.30 pm. I could hear the TV sound from the drawing room.

I came out to the drawing room. Both Amit and Ashmit were properly dressed and were watching TV. On seeing me, Amit rushed to me and hugged me gently.

Amit: Are you okay, sweetheart? I am sorry I got carried away in the heat of the moment, and I…

Before he could finish the sentence, I put my hand on his lips.

Me: Shhh. That’s okay, dear—no need to explain. Let me wear something and cook something.

This time, Amit closed my lips with his finger.

Amit: I guess both things are not needed. We’ll order something.

Me. Hmmm. Okay.

I sat down on the couch. Ashmit called someone and was busy giving the order.

Amit: I saw your recordings with Ashmit earlier today. I must say you were phenomenal. The chemistry you two showed on screen was mind-blowing. But Asha, will you be able to perform with that ease and intensity with a lesser-known guy and in front of others?

I was a little confused about what Amit was saying.

Me: Why do you have such doubts?

Amit: See, you have been rehearsing with your people, either your husband or your son. So, automatically, the comfort level is altogether different, right?

Me: Doing it with my son wasn’t that easy.

Amit: True. But in hardly 24 hours, you are sitting naked with him without any inhibitions. Can you achieve that kind of comfort level with the actor?

I was lost in my thoughts. Amit had a valid point.

Amit: What about a pizza delivery dare while taking food delivery now?

Me: Now, what’s pizza delivery dare?

Rather than explaining to me what it was, he showed me a video of a pizza delivery dare. I was baffled by the video that was shown to me.

Me (Angrily): You mean I should go naked in front of an unknown delivery guy?

Amit: If you are not okay with going naked, you can at least try being scantily clad. Can’t you?

Me (in a calmer tone): Yeah. Well, that depends on your definition of “scantily clad”.

In the meantime, Ashmit was done with ordering, etc., and he joined the discussion.

Ashmit: Pizza delivery dare! That’s interesting. I can think of a costume for this. Let me show you.

Ashmit went inside and came out with a set of shorts and a matching halter-neck bralette. It was made of black semi-transparent lace material. The top had a lace strap.  I was shocked that Ashmit knew about it. I had never worn it outside our room. Never even as an undergarment. I wore it only rarely to seduce Amit.

Me: How the fuck do you know about it?

Ashmit: That’s not important. Tell me, will you wear this?

Me: Only this?

Ashmit: Yes. But tell me, will you ask your director so many questions when he asks you to strip down to your undergarments?

Me: Alright. I’ll wear that. But what about this?

I raised both my hands and showed them my hairy armpits.

Ashmit: No problem. Your personal hair trimmer is at your service, ma’am!

We went into the bathroom. Like in the afternoon, he swiftly shaved my armpits and washed them with bathing soap. He gently rolled his fingers on the clean armpit. I had a tingling sensation. So, I tried to take my hands down. But instead, he pinned me to the bathroom wall.

He raised both my hands and held them tightly together at the wrists with one hand. He kissed my underarms gently. He then started licking my armpits. He was caressing my boobs slowly and softly. He released both of my hands and started to roll his fingers on my boobs while continuing to lick my armpits.

His fingers were very delicately touching my boobs. He was quite deliberately avoiding touching my nipples. Just some faint touches on the areolas.
I was feeling horny again. I closed my eyes. He came to the other armpit without leaving my breast held in his hand.

I was feeling wet in my pussy. But at the same time, my pussy wasn’t recovered from the onslaught of Amit just an hour ago. But he continued to tease my nipples without touching them. I was moaning softly. My nipples were hard and erect.

They wanted a touch or, rather, some wild squeezing, pinching and kneading. But he was denying me all that. Unknowingly,  I started to finger myself gently. Just then, the bell rang. I saw Amit standing at the bathroom door.

Ashmit was standing beside me. My finger was inside my pussy.  I blushed and hid my face with my hand, though the other hand was still on my pussy.

Amit: We will have the rest of the session later.

He winked and gave me the shorts and bralette. He showed me his phone. He had already set a video call from my mobile, which was strategically placed to see the door. I wore the costume quickly and stood at the door. The bell rang again a couple of times in quick succession.

I took a deep breath and opened the door. To my surprise, a delivery girl was standing with a large carry bag in her hand. She was gorgeous and had a sexy figure. She was wearing a low-cut cropped top showing her tummy and navel and a low-waist denim mini skirt.

She, too looked stunned to see me standing semi-naked in front of her. Her eyes were fixed on my nipples and pussy, which were visible through that fabric. But she somehow maintained her composure.

The girl: Sorry, ma’am, for being so impatient. But since it was my last delivery of the day, I was in a hurry to finish it off quickly.

Me: That’s okay. But honestly, for the first time, I am seeing a delivery girl!

Girl: Yeah. Actually, I do it part-time to earn some extra pocket money.

Me: That’s great.

Girl: This is your parcel and your bill of Rs. 1460.

All this time, she was staring at my body and especially my boobs and my pussy. In fact, I noticed her biting her lips gently. A new plan hatched into my brain, and I thought of teasing the two men a little more. I was already feeling quite horny and wet.

So I wanted to tease both Amit and Ashmit a little and make them also horny. So, I started to speak in a whispering tone.

Me: Can you please come a little closer to me?

The girl looked absolutely stunned. Girl: What are you talking about, ma’am?

Me: Don’t worry, I won’t even touch you without your permission.

She moved a couple of steps forward and stood very close to me. Being an actress, I knew how to bring tears to the eyes without glycerine. I made a tearful face and spoke in a melancholy tone.

Me: See, please don’t misunderstand me. But right now, I am standing here half-naked in front of you because my perverted husband has given me the pizza delivery dare task. I was supposed to kiss the delivery boy as a tip. But I couldn’t do it twice.

Me: So I got my jeans and Tees removed, and he ordered again from a different place. Now if I don’t do it, he will continue to order till I’m stark naked and then afterwards. (with a pause and holding back my tears) I don’t know what will happen to my pussy and asshole.

Then I swiftly wiped my eyes as if I were wiping my tears. I was eager to see her reactions. But she stood there stunned. I guess my acting wasn’t convincing enough. So I just took the bill and the parcel from her hand.

Me: I’ll bring the money went inside to bring the money.

As I went inside my bedroom, it was totally dark there. Suddenly, out of nowhere, someone grabbed my boob from behind. As I was lost in my thoughts, with such a sudden attack on my boobs, I screamed, “Ouch.” and a reflex action, I slapped hard 2-3 times on that hand.

In the total silence in the room, the slapping made some big sounds. Amit came forward.

Amit (in a whispering sound): Ouch. Chill, it’s me. What are you talking to her in such a low voice?

Me: Wait. I’ll be back.

I took my purse once again, making a tearful and sad face. This time, I took a few seconds and made sure that tears actually rolled down my cheeks and went out. The girl was already inside the flat, and she had closed the door.

Girl: Ma’am, are you alright?

I didn’t answer that question. I opened the purse and gave her 1500 rs.

Me: Keep the change. Thank you.

I went towards the door to open it. She held my hand, pulled me near her and planted a kiss on my lips. Wow! Yet another first in 24 hours. I had done so many things for the first time in the last 24 hours.

First, I stood naked in front of my son, then had sex with my husband in his presence. Then squirting, pissing on another person, a threesome with son and husband. And now a kiss by a girl. That was the most sensational kiss in my entire life.

Somehow I never liked lesbian porn, or I never liked movies which had LGBT references. Maybe that was due to my conservative upbringing. But now I was locking my lips with an unknown girl, and honestly, I was enjoying it thoroughly. I wanted to see Amit and Ashmit’s reaction to this.

Whether they are enjoying this scene or whether they will perceive me as a nymphomaniac.  I just threw myself into that kiss without giving it much thought. I loved the soft touch of lips on mine. I loved the feeling of her soft melons pressing against mine.

I loved the way she was rolling her tender fingers on my bare back. I wanted more of her. In the flow, one hand moved downwards and got hold of her boob. I always wondered why men are so obsessed with boobs. Why do they love so much to squeeze them?

But now I understood why. It was just an awesome feeling to hold and gently squeeze that soft and tender piece of meat. Just then, she broke the kiss. Is that all? After all, I had asked for just a kiss, and she had obliged. She looked deep into my eyes. I tried to have a thankful expression on my face.

I don’t know how much I succeeded in it.

Me: I don’t know how I should thank you.

Girl: Please, Ma’am. I didn’t do this because you asked me to do it. I did it because I wanted to do it.

Hello doston, mera naam hai Nikita Ghosh aur main wapas aa gayi hu apni agli kahani ke sath. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante, woh ye jaan le, ki main aapki hot Bhabhi hu jiske baare mein soch kar aap dil khol ke apna lund hila sakte hai.

Main 35 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekh kar pant se bahar aane lagta hai, woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.

Mere pati “Ghosh Babu” meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte, to mujhe doosre mardo ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah se pel sake. Mere stanno ko choos sake aur meri chut ki aag ko thanda kar sake. Ab main shuru karti hu apni kahani ka agla part.

Pichli kahani mein aapne padha tha ki main club ke baahar ek aadmi se mili, jo corporate type tha. Fir woh mujhe hotel mein le gaya, jaha usne meri santushti bhari chudai ki. Ab aage badhte hai.

Chudai ke baad hum dono lete hue the. Dono ki saanse tez thi. Fir Raman mujhe bola-

Raman: Nikita tum to kamaal ki aurat ho. Maine bohut sari auratein chodi hai, lekin aaj tak tumhare jaisi sexy aurat nahi dekhi. Jitni garmi tumhari chut mein hai shayad woh kisi mein ho.

Main uski baat sun kar muskura rahi thi. Fir woh khada hua, aur kapde pehanne laga. Usne apni pocket se ek card nikala, aur mujhe dete hue bola-

Raman: Nikita ye mera card hai. Agar naukri karne mein interested ho, to kal mere office aa jana. Tum jaisi aurat mujhe apne office mein chahiye.

Maine card le liya. Fir Raman bola-

Raman: Mujhe kisi meeting ke liye jana hai. To main chalta hu. Bill maine pay kar diya hai. Tum aaram se khaa-pee kar rest karke jana.

Fir usne mujhe maathe par kiss kiya, aur room se baahar chala gaya. Main bed par nangi baithi thi, aur maine khud ko bedsheet se dhaka hua tha. Fir maine khaana order kiya, kyunki chudai ke baad mujhe bohut bhookh lagi thi. Uske bad maine apne kapde pehne aur tab tak khana aa gaya.

Fir maine khana shuru kiya, aur cab book kar di. Jab tak khana khatam hua, cab wale ki call aa gayi. Fir main neeche chali gayi, aur cab mein baith kar ghar pahunch gayi. Raat kafi ho gayi thi, aur Ghosh babu so chuke the. Main bhi unke bagal mein jake so gayi.

Agle din subha Ghosh babu ke jane ke bad main taiyaar hui, aur Raman ke office ke liye nikal gayi. Maine red and black mixture wali saree pehni thi, aur sath mein deep gale wala blouse pehna tha. Mera blouse peeche se sirf dori se bandha hua tha, aur baaki back nangi dikh rahi thi.

Fir main auto mein baithi, aur Raman ke office ke liye nikal gayi. Auto wala mujhe saamne lage sheeshe mein se ghoor-ghoor kar dekh raha tha. Main bhi jaan-boojh kar apna pallu neeche karke baithi thi. Taaki usko meri deep cleavage ke darshan hote rahe, aur us gareeb ka bhi din ban jaye.

Meri auto seedhe Raman ke office ke saamne jaake ruki. Kaafi badi building thi, aur uske kaafi floors the. Main andar gayi, to reception par ek sexy ladki baithi thi. Uske desk par uski name plate lagi thi jispe uska naam Varsha likha tha.

Us ladki ka rang gora tha, aur size takreeban 36-30-36 hoga. Usne one-piece suit pehna tha. Usme woh kaafi sexy lag rahi thi. Waise woh bhi mujhe dekh kar yahi soch rahi thi, ki main kitni sexy lag rahi thi. Fir usne mujhse poocha-

Varsha: Ji mam, main aapki kaisi madad kar sakti hu?

Main: Ji Raman Bhalla ji ko bula dijiye. Main unse milne aayi hu. Unhone mujhe bulaya hai.

Varsha: Sir to abhi meeting mein busy hai. Aap aisa kijiye wait kijiye. Jaise hi woh free hote hai, main unko aapke aane ka message kar deti hu.

Fir maine usko bola: Aap ek baar unko call kijiye aur kahiye ku Nikita aayi hai. Uske baad agar woh mujhe wait karne ko bolenge to main wait kar loongi.

Mere ye kehne par usne Raman ko call ki. Raman ne phone pick kiya, aur Varsha boli-

Varsha: Sir Nikita madam aayi hai, aur unhone kaha hai ki main aapko inform kar du ki woh aayi hai. Sir unko bithana hai yaha pe, ya aap milenge unse?

Raman ne Varsha ko mujhe andar bhejne ke liye kaha. Fir Varsha mujhe boli-

Varsha: Mam, sir ne aapko andar bulaya hai.

Ye bol kar usne mujhe ek smile pass ki, aur office ka raasta dikhaya. Main fir aage badhne lagi. Jaate hue mujhe kayi ladke aur mard dikhayi diye. Woh sab mujhe ghoor kar, aur mud-mud kar dekh rahe the. Aur dekhte bhi kyun nahi. Mera naam Nikita hai, aur main ladkon aur mardon ki jaan hu.

Finally main uske cabin ke baahar pahunch gayi. Cabin sheeshe ka bana hua tha, lekin andar kuch dikhta nahi tha. Fir maine darwaze ko knock kiya, aur boli-

Main: May I come in, Sir?

Raman: Haa aa jao Nikita. Aao baitho sofa par.

Raman ka cabin kaafi bada tha. Uska bada sa table ek side par laga tha, aur table ke peeche ek office chair par baitha tha. Main jaake sofa par baith gayi. Jaisi hi main baithi, mujhe kuch awaaze aane lag gayi.

Awaaze jaani-pehchani thi, lekin samajh nahi aaya ki Raman ke office mein se ye awaaze kaise aa rahi thi. Tabhi Raman ‘Ahh ahh’ karne lag gaya. Maine uski taraf dekha, to aankhen band karke aah ahh kar raha tha. Fir maine usse poocha-

Main: Raman, aap kya kar rahe ho?

Raman: Main bas thoda maza kar raha tha.

Main: Maza, kaisa maza?

Raman: Khud hi aake dekh lo.

Uski ye baat sun kar main aage badhi, aur uska table cross karke. Uski chair ke neeche dekha. Jo scene maine dekha, usko dekh kar main hairan ho gayi. Ek ladki uski chair ke paas neeche baithi hui thi, aur uska lund choos rahi thi.

Woh ladki formal shirt aur skirt mein thi. Uski shirt ke saare button khule hue the, aur uski front side poori nangi thi. Table ki ek taraf uski bra aur panty giri hui thi. Uske baal bikhre pade the.

Tabhi Ramn ne usko bola: Arre zor se choos randi. Jaldi nikaal de mera paani.

Ye bol kar Raman ne uske sar ke peeche hath rakha, aur uske muh ko zor-zor se chodne laga. Us ladki ki saans ruk rahi thi, aur uske muh se laar zameen par tapak rahi thi. Lekin Raman zor-zor se uske muh ko chode jaa raha tha.

Fir finally, 10-minute baad Raman ki aahen tez ho gayi, aur usne apne maal se us ladki ka muh bhar diya.

I am 18 and I came back to my home for a vacation. I am studying abroad. It was summer and I just wanted to have some fun, so I thought why not just go home?

Now, my mother is 42. If you wanna imagine my mom, then have actress Rajsi Verma in your mind. She is like a copy of her. And I mean it, she really does look like her, but with a better figure and obviously more hotter.

So, it was summer. And in India, the summer is always hot. So mom would usually wear shorts and a sleeveless top. You can see her ass chicks from those shorts and you can see her cleavage and glance of her navel as her top is also short.

I am rich, so it’s pretty normal stuff.

She is a housewife and usually stays home most of the time. She does go to the gym in the morning to keep her fit. But I have really burned a lot of calories for her. 😉

So, enough with her description. Now, the story.

So, it was summer. Dad goes out doing his business and my brother goes to school. So, me and my mom are home alone pretty much all day.

Now, one day the lock of our bathroom suddenly got broken. And we couldn’t find anyone to fix it. So, it was like that for like a month. We would close the room if someone wanted to take a bath.

And that my friend is the moment when it all starts!

One day, my mom was taking a shower. Now she might have forgotten to close the door of her room. And I didn’t know she was inside. I went inside the room and closed the room and got naked. She was in the bathroom, NAKED! I went in with my hard cock, because it was almost 10 in the morning (the time I woke up). And as soon as I open the door, my mom was in front of me cleaning her pussy! OMG!

I was so embarrassed that for 5 seconds I just kept watching her body. She was so hot that my hard dick got even harder. She screamed obviously, so I ran out. But man, that look on her face and she washing her pussy while standing. It was a magnificent view.

My mother had a clean pussy and she had no hair anywhere except her head. She was clear like a newborn baby. And man, her figure. I knew she had a great figure, but when I saw her naked, it blew my mind.

So I ran out and wrapped my towel.

She said, “You should have at least knocked,” while taking the shower.

I said, “I’m not used to knocking like that, it’s not my fault the lock is broken.”

She didn’t say anything and I kept standing there. She came out, wrapped in her towel and asked me to go outside. I said sorry and went out.

After that, she called me and I went inside the room again.

She said, “You should knock, beta. I know you are not used to it, so it’s okay.”

I apologized again, but I was confused. She wasn’t concerned at all that I saw her naked. Mom seemed pretty normal and that made me even harder. After that, she went out and continued with her chores. And I went inside and took a bath.

I kept thinking about that view. It was magnificent.

Later that day, we were pretty normal but I noticed something. When she was in the kitchen, she bent down to take something from the fridge and I could literally see her boobs hanging. She didn’t wear her bra! I was hooked. She might have forgotten to wear it in a hurry when I ran into the bathroom.

I was hard again and I kept staring at her to see if I could see something else. And to my surprise, she didn’t wear her panties too. It turned me on.

But she was still my mom, so I didn’t think much and continued that day.

After a few days, one day I woke up and I was hard. I thought about doing something. I wanted to show off my dick to my hot housewife mom. So I woke up with my hard dick and went straight into the kitchen to drink water. My dick was hanging out from my pajama and I was pretending like I didn’t know that.

My mom was there and she saw my big dick hanging out. She kept staring at it. I don’t know why she didn’t say anything. She sat on the sofa and started watching TV. I was confused.

I went to her and said good morning and she replied normally. I went to take a shower and continued my day. I didn’t have much to do, so I spent my day playing games and stuff.

In the afternoon, I heard something. My mom was again taking a shower. To my surprise, the door was open! And she had her shorts and top which she was going to wear on the bed.

And yes, I did what you’re thinking. I ran straight into the bathroom again. But this time, my mom was fingering her pussy and didn’t notice me. I kept watching her. After some time, she saw me and suddenly, screamed again! I went out and this time, she didn’t tell me to go out. She came out of the bathroom naked and told me what I was doing.

“I was here to take a bath, why do you keep forgetting to close the door?”

She said, “I am not used to it, you dumb” (she was angry)

I said, “But mom, you’re naked. Put some clothes on, then we can talk.”

She said, “What? I can’t stand naked in front of you?”

I said, “Of course not.. you’re my mom.”

She said, “But you’re my son, I’ve seen you naked thousands of times. What’s the big deal if you saw me?”

I was confused and said, “You’re right.”

Then she asked me if I wanted to join her for a shower.

OMG.

I WENT NUTS!

Let me stop here. You might wanna know what happened after that because it is not what you are thinking, pervs.

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Raising his hand like a studious student waiting to address the teacher, Kishen spoke, “Usha aunty, I think I still got a few more shots in me.”

With the expression of a teacher responding to her student’s correct answer, Usha says, “Very good. ‘A few more’? Are you sure?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Kishen blurted.

Giggling at his response, Savi covers her mouth with her hand. Usha looks at Savi, then at Kishen, and back at Savi.

“Wait a minute, you’ve not yet fucked your mom yet, right?” Usha asks Kishen.

Kishen shakes his head, struggling to conceal his horny smile and shyness.

“Then let me do the honors.”

Usha gulps the rest of her drink, snubs her cigarette into the makeshift ashtray, and gets up. She proceeds to the bed to make space between the deep-sleeping Sunal and Ramesh. She takes a pillow and places it at the bottom edge of the bed, facing Kishen and Savi.

She then places her hips on the pillow such that the upper half of her body (from the butt and above) is rested on the bed. The bottom half is balanced by her feet on the floor. Spreading wide, she pats her thick thighs and orders, “Savi, dear, lay on top of me. Let’s take Kishen for a double-decker pussy ride.”

Savi finishes her drink, takes a deep puff off her cigarette, and hands it over to Kishen. She proceeds to lay her back on the busty, semi-chubby Usha. Her legs are hanging outward from either of Usha’s thighs. She’s spread even wider than Usha beneath her.

“You’re heavier than Neetu,” Usha says.

“Obviously. Are you comfortable?” Savi responds.

“Of course, I can carry your weight. Kishen, beta, what are you waiting for? Come over!” says Usha.

Struck upon watching the ladies assume their position, Kishen had even forgotten to puff the cigarette his mother gave him. It had burned away between his fingers. Snubbing it quickly, Kishen proceeds to feast on the vaginal prep the ladies laid before him.

“What should I do?” Kishen asks.

“Are you serious? You know what to do. I am not going to guide you through this,” says Usha.

Savi: Do whatever you want, son.

Usha: Prioritize your mother.

Savi: But don’t forget to engage your former tuition teacher and my soul sister.

Kishen stopped thinking and let his heart, horniness, and limited experience guide him. He had one goal in mind: to pleasure the ladies to the max. A passing thought about whether or not he’d stay hard long enough to pleasure them both crossed his mind. But he did not let it bother him.

Kneeling on the floor, Kishen commenced his affectionate lovemaking. He began with teasings—by walking his fingers across their sensitive inner thighs. He judged the distinct appearances of their pussies, and blew mildly onto them. He began feeling up their pussies and tickled the surrounding areas.

He sniffs them deep to get an olfactory high. He continued kissing every inch of the area, including the ass crack and all the other way to their feet. Kishen then proceeds to lick them up in all patterns. He begins licking from Usha Aunty’s butthole to his mother’s pussy-top, and back.

He licked up his mother while rubbing Usha, and vice versa. In between, he mildly bites and pulls their pussy lips. Bringing the fingers of both his hands into the mix, he takes turns to french-kiss the pussy lips. He fondles the clits with his fingertips, spitting and smearing saliva on them.

He then let his fingers do the deeper exploration. Like the hands of a clock, his one finger, then two, then three, explored and noted the pleasure points of their pussies. His fingertip, tongue-tip and nose-tip familiarized and by-hearted the ridge patterns of their buttholes.

Their hushed moans and feelings filtered away all other distractions. Kishen’s awareness didn’t go beyond the thighs of his mom and Usha aunty that surrounded his face. He lost track of time.

“Enough, son, your teasing will kill us,” Usha’s pleading words brought Kishen back from his involvement. Kishen noticed his dick was oozing precum. His legs were getting numb below the knee. He also noticed that even his fist would easily slide through the 4 wet holes that lay before him. It was time to fuck!

Just as he got up from his knees, he saw that his dad and Ramesh uncle were well awake. They were lying on the bed on their sides. Grinning, they were supporting their heads on their hand and were slow-jerking their dicks.

“Go on, fuck their brains out,” said Sunil (Kishen’s dad.)

“When did you two get up?” Usha and Savi asked in unison.

“A while back, but with Kishen treating you the way he did, we knew you wouldn’t have noticed,” said Ramesh. “Go on, Kishen. Just pretend we’re not here.”

“No! You HAVE to be here. Get up on your knees and feed us your dicks,” Usha ordered. “And Sunil, don’t you want to witness up close the sight of your son entering his mother?” she added.

Sunil and Ramesh assumed a kneeling position next to their wives. Holding Savi’s body firmly onto her with her left hand, Usha saliva-wets her right hand. She rubs it on Savi’s pussy, and pleasures it. Then spreads its lips with her fingers, welcoming Kishen.

Moaning, Savi rests her head on Usha’s shoulder.

“Welcome your son,” says Usha, licking and kissing Savi’s (right) ear. “Kishen, time to visit your cave of origin,” she adds.

Kishen runs his dick up and down across the four wet holes. He notices that all eyes are on him. The self-doubt of whether he’d succeed in equally satisfying the ladies comes back. Dad notices the son’s concern. “Remember beta, prioritize equal distribution, don’t get carried away. You can do it!”

With uplifted confidence, Kishen slides his dick into his mom’s pussy. She lets out a single squeal and lays her head back on Usha’s shoulders. Kishen sees Usha, Ramesh, and his dad break a mild smile and give him a ‘you’ve done it, son’ look. His hips involuntarily begin its to-and-fro.

Savi’s moans get rhythmic. Leaving Kishen alone from their gaze, Sunil and Ramesh begin to tease, rub and shove their dicks into their wife’s mouths. Kishen fucked his mom for the first time. A sense of surrealism mixed into the pleasure he felt.

“I can relate to what you’re feeling right now, Kishen. I felt something similar when my slutty wife guided my cock into my equally slutty daughter’s pussy for the first time. It’s the surreality of fucking those bound to you by blood. You’ll get used to it. Just don’t be over-guilty later,” said Ramesh uncle.

“Ahh, please shut up, Ramesh. Don’t try to lead us to your hypocritical guilt trip already,” uttered Savi as she continued to moan.

Kishen continued to pump Savi. He knew he couldn’t dwell in the surrealism for long and go all in on his mother. He was well aware that he had his beloved tuition teacher to pleasure as well. He needed to equally transmit the pleasure potential of his throbbing cock.

Four holes ay wet and gaping just for him. An idea struck him. He devised a one-person variant of switch-and-fuck (Part 6). Kishen realized he was beginning to get to his pleasure peak as he humped Savi. He withdrew his cock from her hole and began catering it to Usha’s hole.

Meanwhile, his fingers continued to pleasure Savi. And when he’d come within an inch of cumming from fucking Usha, he withdrew his cock for a while and prolonged the erection. He’d shift his focus to pleasuring the holes (three at a time) with his two hands and mouth.

When he knew his cock was ready to grind again, he’d get upright and engage in fucking. Both hands are still busy pleasuring the holes in no particular order. He focused his entire attention on the musical moans of Savi and Usha. He desperately hoped they’d reach orgasm before him.

But unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Kishen managed to go on with his improvised sex move for several minutes. But finally, his pee pee had to give in, sending him into a shivering orgasm. He rubbed off the drips of his cum equally into the four holes.

Manoj and Sunil were impressed and horny by how young Kishen poured pleasure equally into the four pots. Watching him pleasure their wives, they jerked off into the ‘unaware’ mouths of their wives.

But Kishen didn’t stop there. He was determined to bring the ladies to their orgasm all by himself. Only then would he feel accomplished! Taking a deep breath, he arched his back. Kishen dug his middle and ring finger, first, into Savi’s pussy and started fingering her vigorously.

Kishen’s dedication paid off as Savi screamed and squirted all over. Her body fell over to Usha’s side. In a fetal posture, she continued to reel from the orgasm. Kishen could feel his sweat and his mother’s squirt tricking down his body.

Kishen went all machine gun mode again on Usha aunty until she, too cum. She didn’t squirt, though. Kishen watched her shaking and zoning out just like his mom did moments back. Kishen felt as though he’d just finished a grueling marathon.

Only then did he realize that his arm and much of his body were aching. Tired, he crashed onto the bed next to Usha. The room echoed in the sound of the women and Kishen panting in the aftermath of a one-of-a-kind sex ride.

Patting on Kishen’s head in utter appreciation, Sunil and Ramesh get off the bed naked. They fix a peg for each, gulp it down and exit. They leave the trio in the room for their much-needed rest.

Kishen doses off almost instantly into a deep sleep. At some point, he felt someone push his body, prompting him to adjust his position and sleep comfortably. He also felt a blanket being put on him.

Kishen woke up after hours. The sun had long set, and no light came from the curtained windows. Only a dim seeping light lit the room. He wondered how long he’d been asleep. Looking around, he saw a sight that he’d cherish for a long.

GeetaMa was in a deep sleep next to him on the bed, wearing just a petticoat. She looked like she was sleeping in the high of having had a long hard fuck. Her hair was askew, her makeup washed, and her lipstick and mascara totally smudged. There were a few love bites on her neck and arm.

Her blouse lay on the bed, next to the pillow. Kishen realized that it was her saree that was put on him as a blanket. Kishen embraced her saree for minutes. He sniffed it deeply, catching the distinct smell of her perfume and body. He wasn’t horny but utterly affectionate.

Beneath all the horniness he had for the women, he’d been storing up an ocean of affection. “An affectionate-self, alongside the horny-self and beast-self. Perhaps a little bit of a cuck-self too?” wondered. He wanted so much to go near her neck and sniff her.

But he also didn’t want to interrupt her peaceful, carefree sleep. Also, he guessed that her natural smell may have blended with Manoj sir’s smell. Kishen got out of bed and freshened up in the attached bathroom. He put on his dress that lay on the floor and exited the room.

Aside from the dimly lit Usha’s bedroom, the rest of the house was bustling with light and people. He walked over to the kitchen, where he found his mom, Savi, and Usha Aunty, all clothed and making dinner.

“Ah, he woke up!” Said Usha with a big smile.

Savi looked at Kishen and gave a shy smile.

“Have some chapati. You must be very tired,” Said Usha.

“I will. Where’s Neetu?” Kishen asked.

“She’s sleeping in her room with Prateek,” Savi responded.

Kishen: Oh, my bag is in her room.

Usha: It’s unlocked. Take it.

Savi: Or you can take it later when we leave. They’ll wake up by then. Don’t disturb them.

Kishen: OK, mom.

Usha hands Kishen a plate with a few chapatis and curry. He takes it and heads over to the living room. The men were glued on the sofa and to the TV, watching cricket. They, too, were eating chapattis, holding their plates in their hands.

“Come, beta. Sit with us. Interesting match going on,” says Manoj sir, moving aside and making some space for Kishen.

“I will be right there, Manoj sir,” responds Kishen and turns around and goes towards Neetu’s room. He opens the door slowly and peeks inside. He sees Neetu and Prateek (her hubby) sleeping peacefully in the dim-lit room, naked. Under a big blanket, they hugged and slept like two lovers.

Kishen smiled, looking at them for several seconds. Closing the door slowly, he proceeded to go and sit next to Manoj sir. The men acknowledged Kishen and continued to focus on the game.

Kishen noticed a pantie lying in the corner of the living room. He rightly guessed it to be GeetaMa’s. He had got similar-looking underwear from Deepti (part 5.2). It looked like it had been tossed into the corner amid intense lovemaking.

Kishen was lost in thought. He processed the wild ride and discoveries he had been witness to. There were still a lot more questions he had. But he intuitively knew they’d all be answered in time.

“Wait till I meet Tariq. I will make him cum with my stories just like he made me cum with his narration (part 2),” Kishen thought.

Just then, as though he could read what Kishen was thinking, Sunil muted the TV. The men look at him.

“What?” Kishen asked.

“You know whatever you’ve been exposed to is to be kept secret, right?” Sunil says.

“Yes, Dad. I know.”

“Your parents will tell you more about it in the coming days. You must understand the seriousness of what we are in. At this age, you might feel like you can trust everybody. Many of your friends will tell you steamy stories, most of which they may have cooked up. Just don’t get carried away,” advises Ramesh.

“I understand…”

“Good, then there is nothing to worry about,” says Manoj sir.

“But I have a doubt,” Kishen announces, “What if I want to share this with somebody whom I trust with my life? Of course, I won’t share every detail or reveal any identity.”

“It’s a sticky matter, son. Boys your age think many of your peers are friends for life. In time, you could all be strangers. We can’t stop you from sharing. We can only trust in your good intent to preserve our secret. Remember, it’s not just your life and affairs. It’s also about the personal life of everyone in this house,” says Manoj sir.

“I know it’s a lot to process. You need time. You can share, but there is a lot to account for,” says Ramesh.

“I get it Ramesh uncle. Thank you, Manoj sir.”

The men go back to the match. Kishen gets up to go to the kitchen.

“Can I sit here and eat with you?” Kishen asks Usha and Savi, who were engaged in chit-chat.

“Sure, Kishen,” says Usha.

“Did you see how tired and flustered she looked at the end?” Savi asks Usha, going back to their chit-chat.

“Haven’t we both experienced that? That side of Manoj sir is every woman’s dream,” adds Usha.

“Too bad he mostly prefers to indulge in the cuck fantasy. He’s lucky he got Deepti as his wife, who understands kinks perfectly without crossing the limits.” Savi adds.

“Are you talking about GeetaMa?” asks Kishen, trying to be part of the conversation.

“Yes, did you see her getting it from Manoj sir?” asks Usha.

“No, actually, I came to you when they were just getting started,” he responds.

“Oh, you should have seen how the charming manly man in Manoj sir treats and fucks women. You would have learned a thing or two,” says Savi.

“I am very happy to be part of this,” Kishen says.

“We couldn’t be happier, Kishen. It’s been a long time since we’ve had this group gathering. And in most group sessions, we ladies used to feel left out. There was a serious need for a young cock like yours,” says Usha.

Kishen smiles.

“And remember, I am your mom. They’re your elders. Outside, show the same respect. Sex and sexuality are just one small part of our identity and relationship. Don’t forget that.” says Savi.

“I understand, mom. But can I ask you two one thing? How did all of you come together this way?” Kishen asks.

“It was all a matter of trust, time and general approval,” Usha responds.

“We still have to talk a lot. It’s all a lot more than just sex. There is etiquette, discretion, boundaries, frankness and, more importantly, mutual respect and concern for one’s choice and privacy,” adds Savi.

Kishen nods.

“How about I bring you one more young cock? In fact, I can get you two cocks.” says Kishen.

Usha and Savi pause for a moment and look at each other. Kishen could tell they were both excited but equally confused and concerned.

“You might trust the owners of these two cocks you’ve mentioned. What makes you think we can trust them?” asks Savi.

“How you engage with them personally is none of our business. But when it comes to including them in our circle, we’ll have to get to know them. We have to ensure that their outlook and character aligns with us and the circle.” adds Usha.

“They’re probably a couple of your friends, right, Kishen? What we have is not something people can sign up to fuck and go. I’m worried now if you will expose all of us,” says Savi.

“Don’t worry, Mom, I won’t tell them anything that may damage our privacy or reputation. I am just considering the prospect. You’re family, and I am not more close to them than I am to you.” assures Kishen. “But don’t you think it will be fun? The more the merrier!”

“It’s easy to say, Kishen. But not many people can truly understand and act in accordance to the dynamics of swinger and group sex settings,” says Savi.

“Besides, too many cocks can create a sense of competition among the men, which can bring in some conflict of interest. There are a lot of delicate aspects,” says Usha.

“Also, what guarantee do you have that they won’t spill the secret to others? Or worse, what if it comes off like you’re pimping your mom to them and risking exposure of well-respected women and men in the circle?” asks Savi.

Kishen is at a loss for words.

“Tell me, Kishen. How well do you know these persons?” asks Usha.

“I trust one of them pretty well, and he trusts the other equally, as much as I trust him,” responds Kishen.

“What? So you don’t very well know one of the people? Are you joking with us?” asks Usha. “I don’t mean to be harsh, but we’re not that sex-starved, Kishen.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you angry. I see the perspective you’re trying to show,” responds Kishen. “But I just feel they may be a worthy addition to the group.”

“It’s a little too early for that, son. You’ve just had your first day with us,” says Savi.

“Do you know how long it took Neetu to earn everyone’s trust? Then bring in Prateek and GeetaMa into our circle?” asks Usha.

“It took much longer for me and your dad to understand and trust Usha aunty and Ramesh uncle. Even adding Manoj sir’s family to the circle took its own time and mutual understanding,” Savi makes Kishen understand.

“OK, let us set everything aside. Tell me, Kishen, who is this friend of yours and tell me exactly why you trust him so much,” asks Usha. She spoke like a teacher asked her student a question to see if he really was paying attention to what she was teaching. And indeed, Usha was testing Kishen.

“I’m sorry, Usha aunty, I can’t reveal his secrets to you just for the sake of it. It’d be as much a breach as me telling him about you all,” responds Kishen.

Usha and Savi smile and let out a sigh.

“Good boy, we were worried you would tell his name and all without respecting the trust he has in you,” says Usha.

“Had you told us his name and whereabouts, we’d be sure you’re not mature enough to grasp the seriousness of the secrets you’ve been exposed to,” says Savi. “You would have got a good scolding and counseling session. Thank god it didn’t get to that.”

“But he trusted me with his secret, and so I feel we can trust him,” says Kishen.

“True, and you have preserved his trust. But tell me, without revealing too much, do I know that person?” Savi.

“Yes,” responds Kishen.

Usha claps!

“We may have something promising here then, Savi. Why don’t you explore the possibility in the following days?”

Savi nods. “ I’ll consider it. But don’t get your hopes up. And forget about the other person you don’t know well. No way that’s going to happen.”

“I get it, mom. Thank you for not shutting me out,” says an excited Kishen.

The rest of the evening witnessed the circle having a sound dinner together and dispersing.

To be continued. Feedback: [email protected]. Please check the comments section.

Hi, Alok here to share my new experience!

So this is about a few months back. I was taking business classes during my graduation studies. I absolutely loved sitting in the lectures. However, being a procrastinator, I would always arrive late to class. This was why, in the beginning, I had to sit in the back of the class, which I hated.

A few days later, one of the girls in my class, Rupsa, noticed this. She started reserving a place for me beside her. She liked sitting next to me as I am quite knowledgeable in this subject.

Rupsa is an extremely pretty North Eastern girl. About 5’6”, her pretty body can be noticed from across the room. She would always come well-dressed. She had something about her that I was wildly attracted to.

A few weeks passed by, and we got closer. We had an assignment whose deadline was due in 2 days. We were extremely worried, so we decided to complete it together. I told her we could connect on Zoom and get it done. But she insisted on coming over to my shared apartment.

So I didn’t fight it, and she came over. It was afternoon, so my roommate had already left for his lecture. I was by myself when the bell rang. I opened the door and It was Rupsa. She was wearing a slightly low-cut white top and a knee-length skirt.

Her red bra was visible through the top, which got me aroused. However, I decided to focus on the assignment. She came in. We went to my room and sat at my study table to do the assignment. We were studying, but now and then, my eyes would wander off to stare at her cleavage.

I tried being low-key with it. But once, she did catch me as I was trying to get a glimpse of her cleavage. “What are you looking at?” she said, which made me freeze! She laughed it off and assured me that it was okay. My shorts were visibly bulging as my dick was hard.

Once now and then, I could see her peeping near it. I, too, stopped covering it and let her see the bulge. A few hours later, as it started to get dark, she told me to put on the lamp beside me. I said, “Okay, I will in a minute.” She wouldn’t wait, and she bent over across the table to turn on the lamp.

Her left boob was directly pressing my face. I was rock-hard by now. She stayed in that position, deliberately pressing it against my face. I didn’t know what to do, so I slightly bit her boob. It was risky, but I had to make a move now. “Aah,” she whispered.

This gave me a signal, after which I held her face, and we began kissing. I was hungry for her body. I lifted her, made her sit on the table, and slid down her top and a little bit of her bra. Her pink nipple popped out, and I hungrily bit it. “Oh,” she moaned, “Go, slow baby.”

But I would not. I was hungry for her. I raised her top and slid her bra. I began sucking her huge tits like a baby would. I licked around, in circles, slowly, until the saliva from my mouth had dried up on her nipple, and it felt cold there. She begged me to suck it, but I wanted to make her suffer more.

I kept licking under her boob and every corner around her nipple, but not on it. She begged me now to suck it and forced my lips on them. I agreed and bit it hard till they got red. She felt hurt. So, to soothe her, I started licking it with my warm and wet saliva.

She moaned very loudly. I kept on sucking on them for quite some time. Later, I pulled her legs closer to my face. I undid her underwear and started teasing her pussy. It was already wet. I licked all around for a few minutes, making her wait for my tongue to enter inside.

I, then, in one single swoop, pushed my long tongue deep inside her pussy. She moaned. I licked every corner inside, up, down, in and out. She kept moaning until she cum on my face. I got angry as to how did she cum on my face without telling me first.

She said, “Sorry, daddy!” But that wouldn’t change anything. I grabbed her neck and pulled down my shorts. In one swoop, as I stared in her eyes, I pushed my black hard dick deep inside of her pussy. She screamed and kept saying, “Sorry, daddy!”

But I had become an animal by now. I kept looking in her eyes as I fucked her. Slowly, at first, I began increasing my thrusts. My balls were smashing against her clit as I left no inch of my dick outside. Every inch inside. Deep. She was smiling and moaning as I kept fucking her.

As soon as I was about to cum, I pulled out and contained it. I did not want to finish so fast. I picked her up and threw her on my bed upside down.

I pinned her neck and put my dick inside from behind again. I kept fucking her for quite some time as she kept moaning louder and louder. Later, I came in her mouth, and she sucked me clean. We cuddled for some time.

Later, she was going to leave. She went to the door to open it and said bye. I ran to her and closed it. I was not done with her tits yet. I lifted her top and slid her bra a little, and started sucking them again. She smiled and let me play with her boobs. Her hand was in my hair as I sucked her nipple.

From that day on, we have been fucking almost every weekend, sometimes on weekdays as well. Rupsa and I are friends with benefits.

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