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Hi Guys. I am Rahul, a mature male with lots of passion and cravings for love. My write-ups are of our lovemaking, i.e. of Deepa, met here, through this site, and Me.

As in the last story, on Deepa’s insistence I had agreed to go out with her friend.Today’s story is about being with her friend. It goes here as under:

She had booked the room herself. Her name is Anu. I was to reach around noon. I reached and was parking the car, and the message popped up on the phone. It was Deepa asking my whereabouts. I replied, am in the parking. In less than a minute, she messaged back the room number.

I parked the car and moved to the elevator. The room was on the top floor, a penthouse type. It was not a Five Star Hotel but a nice property, very elegant. An exclusive and expensive property it was. I reached the room and rang the doorbell.

Though the door was open, I thought it right to ring the bell and wait. In no time, she (Anu) came and welcomed me with a broad smile. Instead of calling out to come in, she chose to come to the door herself to greet. I introduced myself. She said with a smile, “Of course, who else it would be?”

I entered in, and she took my bag, a small one I was carrying, and offered me to sit. It was a large room, larger than the usual. A sofa set for four to sit, 1+2+1. There was a work table. She was probably working there. The laptop lid was open. Her Jacket, a Blazer, is hanging on the back of a chair.

She offered me water and sat on the side seat. We asked about each other’s well-being, etc. She said, “Let me get some bites and drink,” and stood up to get those. By the time she’s preparing, Let me narrate about her.

Anu is short in height, maybe 4’11” or less, slim and trim, yet curvy young lady. Fair complexion, very well done hair, little more than shoulder length. Spotless and beautiful face. She had attired herself in Office formals, Dark coffee coloured trousers and Fawn coloured Blouse. Footwear, Belly with heels.

In all, she looked very pretty and elegant. She seemed to be a moneyed person. She had an appeal. I could not move my eyes off her. She was like a magnet. I wasn’t expecting anybody like her. She came and placed a basket filled with packed snacks, very well chosen.

She removed assorted canned juices from the fridge and also a few creamy chocolate pastries. For pastries, she said with a smile, “You like chocolate, isn’t it?” I smiled back, “Yes!” I didn’t wish to eat anything but picked a Cold Coffee Can.

She removed the snacks back, took a juice can for herself and resumed to her seat. While sipping the drink, we were quiet and actually were a little hesitant.

She initiated, “Thank you for coming. You really made Deepa struggle hard to convince you. She was positive that she would be able to get through. However, I felt dejected when she told me you are not agreeing. I had almost lost hope. You know my situation, right?” Anu got a little sad saying this.

Upon her expression, I got up and sat next to her on the sofa. I spoke, “Why should you think all this? Am I not here with you now?” Saying this, I took her hand in my hand and consoled her. She pulled my arms around her, making me hug her. I gave a light hug. She bent her head and rested on my shoulder.

I moved my lips on her cheek and kissed her. She moved, lifted her face, and we had a lip-lock. While in a smooch, she moved her hand on my chest shoulder, sliding to my arm and reaching to my hand. She pulled my hand and placed it on her breast. It was a nice feel.

I had thought she must be wearing a padded bra, but no. I felt just a thin fabric bra, and the boobs were natural. No pad. I felt her boobs and took a handful in my palm, caressing them one by one. She kept on kissing, opened her mouth and pushed her tongue in my mouth.

She moved her hand on my neck and took my cheeks lovingly in her hands. We came out of the lip-lock. She stood up and suggested to get rid of our clothes. I nodded yes, and I, too, stood up. I was in cotton Pants, Shirt and Floaters. She moved to open my shirt buttons.

I, too, opened my buttons. She said she would be back and I should carry on. She went to the washroom. I continued, removing my shoes, pants and shirt. I stayed in my vest and underwear, felt a bit awkward to get stripped fully. I shut off the lights in the room.

I drew window curtains open and stood there having a view outside. She had come out of the washroom. I had my back on her. She hummed to draw my attention. I turned back, and she was in her bra and panty, Beige coloured, designer type.

She said, “I have left these for you,” pointing at her garments. I smiled and said, “Of course, with pleasure.” She was standing close to the bed. I moved and got close to her. She moved her hands and raised my vest. I helped her and took it off. I pulled her and undid her bra.

I bent down and slid down her panty to the floor. She stepped out of it. I stood up, stepped back a little and gazed at her. Oh boy. I couldn’t move my eyes away from what I was seeing, spectacular sight – such beautiful breasts. Firm and exact of my preferred size.

What a craftsmanship of God. Perfect body! She looked gorgeous. Well-massaged and supple skin. She’s a petite beauty. I spoke to myself. She said, now her turn, and she went down on her knees and held my underwear. Slowly, she pulled it down.

It got stuck on my dick head, grown now. She stretched the elastic and pulled it further down. Her forehead touched my dick head. She brought it down to my feet, and I stepped out. She held my dick and gave a brief kiss on its head. I pulled her up. We hugged.

When we hugged, I had to bend down. I am 5’10”, and she is not even 5’. It didn’t bother both of us. However, I wondered how she chose me to couple with her. She moved to the bed and asked me to step up. I crawled up. I stopped at her legs. I was looking at her with full eyes.

I put my hands on her legs. She parted her legs a little, letting me have a full glance at her. Her pussy was awesome. Well shaped and tiny and tight lips. It appeared so fresh, untouched and virgin. She wasn’t dark there as usual it gets darker. But it was as fair as her body skin.

Maybe she has bikini waxing and never used the hair remover, etc. She was crystal clear, neat and clean. No hair, as I keep my dick and around hairless. I touched her pussy, and she moaned. She pulled me up on her. Took my body weight on her, and we hugged.

We kissed and had a deep and long smooch. I moved my hand on her breast. Her breasts are a handful. I cupped those full in my palm. Pressured it. Gentle squeeze. She came off the lip-lock. Moved her hand to my head and pulled to her breast. I moved my tongue on her nipples.

Her nipples were mid-size and had gone tight. I had both breasts one by one. My fingers went to her pussy. She had gone wet. She was enjoying it, but she pulled my head away. She asked me to get in her. Actually, she was too hungry and couldn’t wait any more.

I got up from the bed, and she asked, “What happened?” I replied, getting the condom. She said, “No. No condom, I don’t want it, please leave it. You, too, don’t like it, anyways.” I was surprised at her statement. I looked at her with a question mark on my face.

She smiled and teasingly replied, “What do you think? Sir, I and Deepa share everything. I know all about you.” I smiled back and was surprised that they could even discuss this! I settled on my knees in between her thighs. I looked at her pussy. I got rock hard. Her pussy is so sexy, maddening me.

Another thought came to my mind. She appeared so naive and innocent. Seeing her for a moment felt like not to touch her pussy. And let it be the way it is, at peace and unharmed. She (the pussy) is so cute. I am in love with her pussy. I was still, and she asked me to move ahead.

I moved and put my finger in her pussy. Her lips welcomed me and engulfed my finger. She felt a sensation and moaned. I moved my palm all over her pussy. Also, collected all of it and squeezed gently. She moaned more again asked me again to get in.

She stretched her upper body towards me and held my dick. She pulled it to her pussy and moved her body forward to take me in. I held my dick, moved the tip on her pussy lips. With touch, she got even wet. I moved my dick head up and down along her pussy length, slightly opening pussy lips.

She was desperately waiting for it to get in. Without any foreplay, considering her urge, I start pushing in. Gently and slowly, I got in just a quarter inch but was not able to penetrate. It was too tight. I wondered if she was small or am I was large! Yet I tried pushing in.

It got in, and she started managing its pressure. I was just a little more in, and she inched back with a jerk. I stopped immediately. It pained her. I was withdrawing myself, but she instantly held me. She said she was fine because she was not sexually active.

So maybe that is why. I said it’s okay, no problem, but withdrew myself. I sat there as it was. She asked why I was not moving ahead. I replied I am trying to see if my cock can soften and reduce its size somehow. She said how it will, and I want it as it is. I wasn’t sure, and I didn’t want to hurt her.

She said, “Okay, wait, let me handle it. I know how it will.” Saying this, she left the bed, went to her dressing table and got two things. First, a rubber ring, it is thick and light weight and second, a small bottle of some transparent Gel kind of a thing.

She came on the bed, sat on her knees and put the rubber ring on my dick. She slid it like a condom we do. She pushed it to the roots. She told me now my dick would go in her up to this much only. I laughed and praised her. “Good, smart move.”

She opened the bottle and took the Gel in her fingers. She applied it all over my dick head and also some on her pussy. She wiped her fingers lay down on her back, and asked me to get on her now. I held my dick again and moved to get in her, gently, and it slipped right in, without any much effort and pain to her.

The Gel had so much lubrication that my dick slid in flawlessly. No grip at all. Great, it was. I was half in. She pulled me on her body. I laid on her and gradually kept going in. Her pussy was welcoming it. In some time, with little effort from both of us, it was full in.

I started making small moves. In and out. Taking due care that the moves remain cool and calm. The Gel probably had some numb effect. In some time, the effect of Gel is reduced. We can get feelings and sensations in our genitals now. She started getting pleasure in the penetration with sweet pain.

She moaned. Upon some to-and-fro movements, she was feeling high and lusty. She hugged me tight and pulled me more on her body. She asked me to crush her under me. I had pretty much weight on her. She felt it now. I rose a little, and she breathed. We both smiled at this.

We got more into the activity. She held my waist and guided my rhythm, push and pull. I kept a steady pace. She started oozing. Enjoying the moves, her moans gradually get louder. She had so much cum, as if it had been held by a dam for ages.

Today, the dam gates have opened. Maybe we will have to pull a towel under us. Her cum was so much I could sense pleasure on her face. We reached our peak. She built her orgasm, shuddered and finally went still. I kissed her and got down from her. She had a wide smile. I was very happy having pleased her.

If we come to think, it is so sad one is not able to have sexual pleasures and satisfaction. It is no luxury. It is a basic requirement, so natural and called for. What a pity it is. Further, we stayed there as it is. There was no movement and no talking either. I think she also was feeling a little shy like me.

I broke the silence and asked if we should wash. She said yes and added, “Let’s eat something.” I agreed. She proposed she would order something from the kitchen. I was to reply, but she added not to worry about room service coming in. I said I was not hungry and would not eat much, but if she wished.

She offered to eat from her fridge only then. I pointed at the washroom and offered her to go first. She left the bed, collected some garments from her wardrobe and moved to the washroom.

Meanwhile, I was straightening the bed sheet. I noticed blood drops on it, not much, just one or two, not very prominent, but a light shadow of blood. I wondered if she’s in periods! Then why did she decide for today? She came out draped in a translucent, purple-coloured night dress.

It had string at the shoulders and thigh length. I collected my clothes to put on, had brought with me today, and moved to the washroom. I came out with cotton shorts and a T-shirt on me. Very systematically, she had placed food on the table in variety. Sub sandwich, packed snacks, assorted juices and Chocolate pasties.

I called her to the bed and showed the stains. I asked if she was on her period or have I had hurt her. She glanced at it and blushed. Gave a shy smile and said, “No, I am not in periods. I am very happy to see it.” Hugged me, rose on her toes, pulled my face down and kissed me.

I was looking at her in surprise and she spoke, “This must be my hymen broken, as much time has passed since I…” and she went quiet. I got it and embraced her kissed her, not registering her sadness, which was shaping up. We moved to have lunch.

After lunch, she sat across my thighs on my lap, facing me. She raised herself, and her boobs reached my face. She held my head and pulled on her breasts, making me have the pair mouthful. I sucked hard and chewed. She moved her hand down on me, held my tool and rubbed my tip on her pussy lips.

Sat on it and took it in deep. She asked me to go to bed. I made a move to get up, but she didn’t let me move. I asked what. She asked again to move onto the bed. I asked her to climb down. She asked me to carry her like this, in this posture, carry her, keeping my dick in her. I smiled and lifted her.

Moved ahead, and instead of going to bed, I moved to the wall. I lifted her and moved my dick off her. Made her stand on her feet and then turned her around, her back at me. Again I lifted her from back and let her hands rest on the wall, inserted my dick in her pussy from back in the doggy style.

I took her weight on my hands, and she balanced herself with her hands on the wall. I moved in and out of her. She was moaning with pleasure. This posture was a new experience for both of us. I enjoyed it, too. Since I was carrying her weight, so just in a while, we stopped.

I carried her to the bed in the same posture. She fell on the bed on her stomach and giggled. Immediately, she turned around and pulled me. I lay flat on her body. We kissed a long smooch. I then moved to her side. We lay unmoved. She took my hand in hers and pampered me.

Later, after a little gap and rest, she asked me, “Do you know how ice candy? I replied, “No, what is that? Do you have one?” She replied, “I have the candy and will make it Choco flavour.” Having said this, she moved to the fridge and took out chocolate pastry.

She picked the cream over it in her fingers, came to me and applied it to my dick. All around its head and to half of the length, barring the tip. It was cold. She licked her finger and moved ahead, taking dick in her mouth. She opened her mouth wide and engulfed the dick in her mouth as much as she could.

She held it tight in her cheeks and stretched her mouth out, giving it a tight suck. She slurped all the cream along with my pre-cum. She continued sucking me with utmost pleasure and taste. I moved ahead to pull her up, but she didn’t let go of my dick. I then moved her and made her waist rest on my chest.

I got in between her legs, thighs and settled my mouth on her pussy. We got in 69 posture. I put my palm on her hips and pulled her down more on my mouth. I sucked and ate her pussy vigorously. In between chewed her pussy lips. We sucked each other for a long-long time.

In between, she oozed lots, and I sucked her to the core, making her dry. We both had drained our energies. We were fully done, and we left the bed. I could see happiness and complete satisfaction on her face. We got dressed and I was preparing to depart.

I offered to pay for the room. She refused. I offered to share, at least. She said, wait. We need to talk more. She told me about herself. Her husband is in the business of Handicrafts export and she too is in financial activities. She is an investor.

She owns this Boutique Hotel. She is an investor partner here. Also said that she had offered this place to her friend. But looking into the perspective of secrecy, they had not gone ahead with the idea. So there is no expenditure that I need to think about.

She continued, “And honey, I need to talk to you about your business now. You are into the stock market. Tell me more about it, what do you do, how does it work.” I told her about the market and investment ways we do. We work on profit profit-sharing basis. We guarantee no loss.

Loss if any, we will pay out of our pocket. And further details. She had some questions about this, and I answered them all. She was fully attentive and alert on the subject. In the end she proposed me to handle her account. I was happy to have added a client.

I then rose to say goodbye. She thanked me for being there. Also winked and said, “We have had a very short and brief play today. I would call it an introduction meeting. Next time, we enjoyed it to the fullest, and she gave a tight and warm hug, and we had a brief smooch.

I then moved to go. She opened the room door for me. I reached my car, and a message popped up. It was Deepa, “Thank you so much, we shall meet soon. And I will eat you up this time.” I smiled and drove away.

Guys, this was today’s love, awesome it was. The next should be coming soon. Till then, yours [email protected].

Hi doston, main Rakesh, abhi Gurgaon mein rehta hu, aur yahi job karta hu. Aapke liye lekar aaya hu meri zindagi ke kuch haseen pal ek kahani ke roop mein. Baat un dino ki hai, jab main apne gaon mein rehne laga tha. Meri bhanji hamare ghar mein reh kar college ki padhayi karti thi.

Uska naam Riya hai. Wo bahut cute hai aur physically bhi badhiya grow kar rahi thi. Apni ubhri chuchiyon aur nitamb ki wajah se wo apni class ki ladkiyon se kahi adhik badi lagti thi. Use laptop chalana bhi thoda bahut aata tha.

Sab kuch life mein badhiya chal raha tha. Achanak kuch aisa hua jiske baad mera use dekhne ka nazariya badal gaya. Covid ke time ki baat hai. Main ghar se work from home mein tha. Riya ek din apne room mein laptop par South Indian movie dekh rahi thi. Main aise hi uske room gaya aur uske peeche jaa kar khada hua.

Usne koi response nahi diya, aur movie dekhti rahi. Main wapas aane hi wala tha ki movie mein turant kissing scene start hua. Scene thoda lamba tha, to main wahi ruk gaya. Bawjood iske ki main waha tha, Riya ne scene forward nahi kiya. Mujhe bahut gussa aaya. Use bina kuch kahe main apne room aa gaya.

Un dino dono scooty se sath mein market jaate the. Kul 5-6 km round trip scooty se karna hota tha, kuch bhi adhik samaan agar lana hua to. Main scooty chalata aur wo mere peeche baithti. Jaise hi hum apne mohalle se baahar nikalte, wo mujhse satt jati, aur apni chuchiyon ka dabaw meri peeth mein banati. Main samjha Riya badi ho rahi thi, to kuch bolna theek nahi. Lekin har ek baar aisa hi hota raha. Dono ek-doosre se bahut kam baatein kiya karte the.

Aisa kuch din hone ke baad ek baar maine uska phone maanga. Fir YouTube history mein dekha ki wo adult videos dekhti thi. Main samajh gaya ki Riya ko garmi chadhti hogi. Main bhi us time ghar mein band rehta tha. Mera mann uske liye behakne laga.

Aur jab main behakte hue sochne laga to mujhe ehsaas hua ki main bhi kitna akela tha, koi gf nahi thi paas mein care karne ko. Udhar Riya bhi akeli thi. Poori jawani kisi harami ladke ko na dede, jisse log bahut hassi udaate hai.

Maine socha ki dekha jaye Riya ki kya zaroorat thi. Aur kya hum ek-doosre ko khush rakh sakte the?

Mere mann ne kaha ki wo perfect match thi, to use apna bana lo. Maine dopahar mein use apne room bulaya, aur wo aayi.

Maine kaha: Mere pairon mein dard ho raha hai, thoda chadh ke pairon pe chalo. Isse pairon ki malish ho jayegi, aur mujhe araam milega.

Main pet ke bal bed pe soya tha. Riya mere pairon pe khadi ho kar chalne lagi. Fir main thodi der baad palat gaya, aur peeth ke bal aa gaya, aur usse pairon ki malish karwata raha.

Mera lund bahut hard ho gaya tha usko apne upar feel karke.

Wo jaangh tak chal ke aati thi, fir wapas neeche chali jati thi.

Maine usko bola: Thoda upar aao, waha adhik dard hai.

Wo ek baar lund ke upar pair rakh ke jhat se hata di.

Maine bola: Wahi karo der tak Adhik dard hai waha. Bahut araam mil raha hai tumhare chalne pe.

Wo 5-10 minute wahi lund ke upar pair se malish karti rahi, aur main garam ho kar karwata raha. Fir mera rass gir gaya. Tab Maine use jaane ko bola. Wo bhi halki gehri saanse le rahi thi.

Usne bola: Mummy ko pata chalega to bahut daantegi.

Maine kaha: Unko kaise pata chalega?

Wo kuch nahi boli aur chali gayi. Fir next day 4 baje main subah-subah bed mein garam hua. Main seedhe uske room pahunch gaya. Wo soyi thi. Usko poore ache se dekha. Uski chuchi, hips, jaangh sab bala ki khoobsurat thi. Maine thoda uski baahon ko sehlaya. Wo uthi aur mujhe dekh kar darr gayi. Maine fir use khada kiya, aur uske hontho pe ungli rakhi.

Main usko bola: Kuch dikkat hai?

Wo boli: Nahi.

Maine kaha: Awaaz mat karna.

Usne haa mein sir hilaya. Maine use gale lagaya. Height mein chhoti thi wo, to khade-khade usko god mein utha liya.

Wo boli: Mama aap kya kar rahe ho?

Maine kaha: Kuch mat poocho, bas 5 minute ke liye sath do. Mujhe bahut bechaini hai.

Usne kaha: Bas 5 minute.

Maine kaha: Theek hai.

Fir use god mein uthaye-uthaye hi khade-khade standing position mein mere lund ko uski chut se satta kar bahut ragda maine. 10 minute baad mera rass gira. Fir Maine use god se utaar diya. Wo ro rahi thi.

Maine kaha: Ghabrao mat, kuch nahi hua hai. Koi aur karega to tadpa-tadpa ke karega.

Wo thoda shant hui. Maine fir use kiss kiya, aur uski hips ko dabaya. Fir Main use pappi de kar apne room wapas aaya. Doosre din padhne ke liye Riya ko apne room bulaya maine. Wo aayi to maine door aur window lock liya. Fir uske paas satt ke baith gaya.

Dheere-dheere uski baahon ko sehlaya. Wo kuch bol nahi rahi thi.

Fir maine himmat karke apna lund nikala, aur use pakadne ko bola. Riya ne chor nazron se lund dekha. Lekin lund ko pakadne ki koi laalsa uske mann mein nahi dikhi. Wo chup-chaap baith kar kitaab mein ungli firane lagi. Fir maine uska hath pakad kar mere lund pe rakh diya. Usne turant hata diya.

Tab main uske saamne hi hilane laga. Beech-beech mein main aah aah ki awaaz bhi nikaal raha tha. Maine kul 5-8 minutes hila-hila kar Riya ke saamne apna rass giraya. Wo nazar chura kar sab dekh rahi thi. Jab mera rass gira to maine use dekha. Wo chihuk uthi. Fir usne bahut gaur se mere lund ko directly dekha. Fir maine chaddi aur trouser mein lund chhupa liya, aur use uske room mein jaane ko bol diya. Doosre din shaam ko dobara main uske room pahuncha. Riya mujhe dekh ke khadi hui.

Maine kaha: Kaisi ho?

Usne kaha: Theek hu mama ji.

Maine poocha: Kaisi video dekhti ho?

Riya ne kuch jawab nahi diya. Tab maine uska mobile maanga aur use YouTube history dikhayi. Wo ghabra gayi aur sath mein sharma gayi. Use kass ke pakad liya maine.

Fir maine kaha: Mujhe bhi apni kuch favourite videos nikaal ke dikhao.

Usne YouTube mein ek ashleel video nikala. Main seedha use le kar sofa pe baith gaya. Theek se lund ko adjust karke Riya ko kamar se kheench ke god mein bithaya. Fir mobile wapas uske hath mein diya. Uske baad mere mobile mein porn nikaal ke usko pakda diya, aur usse kaha-

Main: Tumne bachho wali videos bahut dekh li. Ab mama ke sath mama ki favourite video dekhne laayak ho gayi ho.

Wo meri god mein baith ke porn dekhti rahi. Pehle maine uski baahon ko sehlaya. Fir dheere-dheere mere lund ko uski gaand mein ragadna shuru kiya. Uski bhi gaand mein harkat hone lagi. Wo khud se dheere-dheere hilane lagi. Maine fir use kiss kiya. Iske baad uski top mein hath ghusa ke chuchiya sehlayi. Wo siski lene lagi.

Fir maine chuchiyon ko masalna shuru kiya. Wo tadapti rahi. Thodi der baad uski chaddi mein bhi hath ghusa ke chut ko baahar-baahar se sehlata raha. 20 minute ragadne ke baad mera rass gira. Tab tak uski chut poori geeli ho gayi thi. Maine uski chut ke rass mein ungli bhigo kar use chuswayi. Iske baad fir use god se uthaya. Wo firse ro rahi thi.

Maine kaha: Rona-dhona band karo, ab tum college mein ho. Sab normal behave karo.

Usne haa mein sir hilaya.

Maine kaha: Bedroom kabhi bhi lock mat karna.

Usne haa mein sir hilaya.

Doosri raat maine Riya ko call kiya, aur use mobile pe ludo khelne ke liye bulaya.

Usne kaha: Neend aa rahi hai.

Maine kaha: Bas ek chance khelne ka mann hai mera, aa jao. Iske baad so jana.

Wo mere room mein aayi, maine door lock karwaya usse. Fir mere hi bister mein let ke hum log ludo khelte rahe. Beech-beech mein main uski ungliyon aur hath ko pakadta raha. Jab sab so chuke raat mein, to maine use kaha-

Main: Thodi malish kar do mere pairon mein.

Wo kuch nahi boli. Fir main peeth ke bal let gaya aur wo pairon mein chalne lagi. Dheere-dheere use upar aane ko bola, aur wo samajh gayi. Fir wo lund pe pair se malish karti rahi.

Thodi der baad boli: Main thak gayi hu. Hath se malish karungi.

Maine kaha: Theek hai, hath se hi karo. Lekin mujhe araam milna chahiye.

Wo baith gayi aur apne komal komal hatho se meri jaangh mein malish karne lagi. Maine chaddi ko neeche karke lund nikala. Fir uske hath ko jaangh se kheench kar lund ke upar rakh diya. Usne bhi lund ko kass ke pakad liya. Fir lund ki malish karne lagi.

Maine kaha: Aur fast karo.

Wo karte-karte thak gayi.

Tab maine usse poocha: Tum kar paogi, ya mujhe khud se karna hoga?

Wo boli: Aap boliye, jaise bolenge waise hi karenge.

Main utha, use kiss kiya, fir use bed pe litaya, uski frock upar ki, aur uski chaddi kheench ke utari. Fir meri chaddi bhi maine utari.

Wo boli: Mama bahut dard hoga.

Maine kaha: Tum bas chup raho. Tumhe dard nahi doonga bas pyar doonga.

Aur main apne mote lund ko Riya ki komal chut ke upar rakh ke ragadne laga. Wo bahut sisak rahi thi. Thodi der mein hi wo bhi hips utha-utha kar lay mein sath dene lagi.

Maine fir uski kamar ke neeche hath rakh ke bahut zor-zor se ragadna chaalu kiya. Poora bister hilne laga. Wo mere neeche machli ki tarah tadap rahi thi.

Maine poocha: Kaisa lag raha hai?

Riya ne kaha: Acha lag raha hai mama ji.

Maine kaha: Main ruk jau?

Riya ne mujhe kass ke pakad liya aur boli: Please mat rukiye aap karte rahiye. Aapki har baat main maanungi.

Main bahut khush hua. Fir uski frock mein hath ghusa ke chuchiyan khoob masli. Fir uske badan pe har jagah chumban diye. 20 minute maine use kabhi dheere kabhi zor se karke bahut ragada. Fir mera rass uski chut, nabhi, aur pet par gira. Usne paas mein hi pade toliye se saaf kiya.

Iske baad wo bed mein padi hi rahi. Uski saanse zor se chal rahi thi. Maine use kiss kiya.

Fir use sone ko uske room bhej diya. Iske baad kabhi hum dono mein an-ban nahi hui. Dono ek-doosre pe khoob pyar barsate. Hum ek-doosre ki bahut care karte. jab bhi mann karta main use akele mein bula leta.

Uska bhi jab mann karta, mere akele rehne par chup-chaap mere paas aa jati thi, aur hum dono bas bina penetration ke lund aur chut ko sata kar ragad lete. Poore do saal usko masal masal ke maine Riya ko bharpoor jawan kar diya.

Fir uski shaadi tay hui. Uski shaadi tay hote hi 3 maheene pehle se maine uske sath real sex karna shuru kiya. Use kamasutra ke saare pose try karwaye. Hardcore porn ke bhi uske sath khoob practice ki. Shaadi ke 15 din pehle tak jab tak wo ghar nahi chali gayi, roz 2-3 baar chodta tha usko. Bina use chode dono ko chain hi nahi milta tha, na hi neend hi aati thi.

Ye meri doosri real incest sex story hai. Umeed hai aapko pasand aayi hogi. Meri last story pe kisi ne comment nahi kiya, mujhe bahut dukh hua. Please apni ray dijiye.

Hi friends, I hope you all enjoyed, got wet, aroused, and squirted. I got comments and feedback from a few of the readers. Thank you so much for your feedback and comments. If you have not read the first 2 parts, please read it and come back to this part.

Most of them asked me if it is a true story. Yes, it is. We went crazy with our sexual pleasure and this part is the actual one that happened with my femdom boss Sreetha Devi previous to that experience with Fareeda.

The incident with Fareeda happened only when I was sharing this incident that happened with femdom boss Sreetha Devi. So, let me start with the incident that happened with my lady boss Sreetha Devi that led to the first 2 parts of this series.

It all started in the office when we were working on an audit. There was an audit that was happening in the office during March and we were busy right from February in auditing all the files and presentations. I was like a right hand for my lady boss – Mrs Sreetha Devi, the VP of our software support firm. She was used to taking care of everything single-handed. She was checking with me on all the presentations about the sales and marketing accounts.

I usually stay late at night in the office to complete some of the pending work and sometimes, she used to give me work at the last moment to complete it on priority. I got used to this late-night working and one night, this happened in our office that led to the start of our relationship.

She was sitting behind me and instructing me on the design of the presentation with the help of the data sheet, which she had already worked on. Then she stood up behind my shoulders to check one datasheet and was very close to my shoulders. Even I was looking very carefully at that datasheet for something and I felt something strange happen behind my back. I felt that she was so close to me that her breasts started brushing my upper back and shoulders. I could sense that she was rubbing it very closely. And also she keenly checked on the data in the Excel sheet.

I felt uneasy because my boss’s nipples were poking my shoulders. And I could sense that she did this intentionally as well as being busy looking at the datasheet. I was slightly moving to free myself from this as I was a bit scared of what she would mind if I moved in front. I did move the front slightly. And to my surprise, she just smiled at me, rubbed my head, and sat in the chair. I was embarrassed by her reaction but kept quiet because she was my boss.

From then, she used to move very close to me many times and discuss personal things with me irrelevant. One day it was very late at night in the office and everyone had left by then. I couldn’t complete my work and was struggling with an audit datasheet. She came out of her cabin and asked why I was still in the office. I said that the sheet was not tallying.

She came to me, pulled the chair close to me, and started to look into the data. She was so close to my chair that her legs started brushing my legs. This time I took courage and stayed quite in the same position to see what happens further. She also took a chance, as looking at the datasheet, she was pressing her legs hard to my legs and rubbing. At one point, both of us were getting hot inside that was felt in our legs and breath.

She completed that work and patted my thighs, and said, “Here it is my boy, you missed this one”, and pointed out my mistake. Then I too saw the sheet and corrected it. She was smiling at me, looking at the hard-on in my pants even though I didn’t realize that it was hard and erect of our close touching.

She smiled winking at me and said, “What is this, man? (pointing at my crotch)

I stood up and asked for an excuse and left for the restroom. But she laughed loudly as no one was there in the office and it was only us both. I was so embarrassed that she caught me red-handed.

I know I was caught, and I was hesitant to face her. Then I took time to come out but I saw her still sitting near my desk. Then with a lot of hesitation, I reached the desk and pulled my chair to sit. She looked at me and smiled and said, “Come, let’s go for dinner”.

I agreed and left along with her in her car to a nearby restaurant. We had a nice dinner in one of the restaurants near our office and by then, she was asking me about my personal life and then became very close. After we finished the dinner, my lady boss asked how I was going home. I said, “No, I need to go back to the office to work on some more files and presentations”. She said okay and asked me to get into the car. By then, it was 9:00 pm.

Then she dropped me in the office again. I went to my desk feeling relaxed, sat on my chair, and started working. I saw someone moving inside the office. OMG, it was she again. Yes, my boss Sreetha came to the office, parking her car in the parking area which I didn’t notice. I thought she left home. She came in and went to her cabin. I didn’t bother that but went back to my work.

It was somewhere around 9:30 pm. I heard a loud sound and a huge cry from her cabin. I ran to see what had happened. She had fallen from the chair which she had pulled to climb to do something (this was intentional which I came to know later that she created this drama to pull me in). She called me to help. I went and held her on her back to make her stand but she couldn’t.

Then I held her by her back and accidentally touched her boobs from the sides. She had nice boobs and should be 34″+. She was wearing a palazzo with a palazzo that day. I tried to make her stand supporting her from the sides. But she put her hands around my neck and climbed up and straightened up to move to the couch nearby.

While she was walking, she was pressing her boobs tight on my shoulders because I was holding her supporting her back. I could feel the heat in me rising. Then I slowly moved her to the couch nearby in her cabin and made her sit comfortably. I took some courage to look into her legs and massaged them for her. She said, “Slightly up, it is like a sprain dude”.

I tried to massage the leg. She said, “On the knee man”.

Me: Here ma’am?

Sree: No Ravi, still up? Just press it, please. Near the knee.

Then I touched her knee and massaged slightly and she screamed in pain, holding my shoulders. She relaxed for a while after massaging for some time. I kept on massaging the knee. But she said, “It is not comfortable Ravi, wait”.  She then pulled the palazzo to her thighs.

I was shocked to see her pale thighs. She looked at me poorly and said, “Here also, Ravi”. I touched her thighs and started massaging it. Now I knew that this was a drama to make me touch her thighs. I daringly took the chance and touched her thighs to massage it.

Me: Is it okay now, ma’am?

Sree: No Ravi, it is slightly painful, but okay.

Me: I will massage ma’am. Let me know if you are okay.

I massaged for some time and moved my finger a little up the thighs. Let me describe her. She had a slightly well-built physique with 34-30-38 figure. Her boobs were always tight on her dress and she had a nicely shaped arse. She always came in modern dresses and looked bossy. She was not so fair but medium but looked beautiful with the make-up.

Now moving back to the story again.

My lady boss kept quiet for some time and I was still massaging her thighs and legs nicely. You will not believe something strange happened then, she touched my hair and brushed it softly! I was surprised and looked into her eyes. She winked at me and still kept brushing my hair. I didn’t know how to react to this. I was just touching her thighs by then.

She took her other hand, placed it on my hand, and made me press and rub her thighs harder. She was still brushing my hair till then. I was stunned and kept pressing her thighs harder to keep her satisfied and not spoil her mood.

She said, “What da Ravi, you want it, take me da”, and pushed my head to her pussy slowly. I was stunned but kept moving my head to her pussy as she did. She pressed my face on her thighs and moved to the pussy. I started digging my face into her pussy and smelling it. She felt that smelling her pussy on her palazzo was still on her. She started to press and rub my face hard moaning, “Come on Ravi, I want it da, do it, sweetheart!” I was so surprised that she broke out with me like this and started pleading openly.

I also couldn’t control myself. She started getting hot and her pussy started getting hot in my face. I also eagerly smashed my boss’s pussy with my face, kissing and rubbing my face on it. I could hear her moaning growing loud and breathing heavily. I could smell the pussy juice and wet inside.

Then I took the lead. I moved my face out of her pussy and looked into her face. She stopped and looked at me embarrassed. I just smiled at her and she replied to it. I took my hands behind her buttocks and pulled her palazzo down, for which she laughed loudly and moved her hips to help me rip it out. I ripped off her palazzo fully and threw it off and looked at her face. She smiled blushingly, spread her legs, and winked at me.

I took my face to her pussy and smelled her panty which was already wet with her juices. Then she closed her eyes and started to enjoy rubbing my hair and I was playing my face with her pussy. She was wearing a pink panty and the panty became wet with my playing.

My boss was now fully aroused and I knew what she wanted. I started to rub her thighs and kept on smooching her pussy pulling it with my lips above the panty itself. Now she became more aroused and the pink panty became dark pink. I moved my hands again behind her butt and pulled her panty down which she didn’t expect. But she lifted her hip and helped me remove the panty.

Then I threw off the panty and moved closer to her naked pussy. It was full with her bushy hair and her pussy juices were dripping like honey from the honey bottle. Her wet juices were on her bushy hair also like droplets. She closed her eyes to enjoy and said, “Come, da Ravi, take it, it’s all yours..”

This was my chance. I went closer and started to lick the droplets of her pussy juice. Her pussy was so wet that her juices were dripping all over the pussy lips and cunt. Then I moved my tongue out and parted her pussy hair and licked the pussy from the bottom to the top of her pussy line putting my tongue deep into her cunt. She burst out crying, “Ahhh (with pleasure) eat me da, eat me..”

The time was around 10 pm. I started putting my full tongue inside her wet pussy and kept licking it all above. Her hair was disturbing me to eat her pussy. But I had to manage pulling it aside with both my hand’s fingers parting it. She spread her legs to the most wide and gave me full access to eat it.

Then she put her legs wide open on the arms of the couch so that the entire cunt was wide open for me to eat it fully. She had moved her palazzo full up to her breast and was massaging it as I was eating her pussy lips. She was fully aroused and to the heights of sexual experience, moaning loudly to my pussy licking. The slit of her pussy was so wide now that I could put my tongue straight into it and fuck with my tongue. Though this was my first experience, to please my lady boss, I had to do it. Also, I was sexually aroused and loved to do this.

I sensed her pussy started dripping with juice now. She caught hold of my hair and pressed it hard. Her pussy was quite hot and dripping with juices and my full face was covering her hairy bushy pussy dripping with juices. I kept licking it and sipping the juice. It was salty and urinary taste as she had not washed it after peeing.

Then I put my tongue deep inside her pussy and kept licking the clit which was pulsating with pleasure. I kept sucking it like a small penis and she moaned very loudly.

Sree: Ahhhhh… Ahhhh… That’s how baby, come on da. Suck it, lick me, eat me, ahhhhh hmmm..

Me: Aummm aunmm aummmm.

I was licking it like a small nipple in her pussy and sucking her pussy juices. At first I didn’t like that, but later I got used to the taste. I was sucking it like some fresh juice. Her pussy didn’t stop dripping. At one time, she started to moan very loudly. I didn’t expect what would happen because I was rigorously sucking her clit and tonguing her pussy.

With a loud moan, she squirted all her pussy juices into my mouth and a few splashed on my face. I was like fully wet with her pussy juices on my face and mouth. I couldn’t do anything.

Sree: Sorry da.. I couldn’t control it..

Me: Gaaa haaa haa..

I laughed loudly with all my face wet with her pussy juices. I could only laugh at that moment and wipe it. She sighed with relief and started to kiss my mouth with her juices on it. I didn’t expect she would do that. She also became so perverted that she wanted to taste her own pussy juice. Then she kissed me so deep that all the juices were exchanged from my mouth to hers.

I too licked her face and made her soapy wet with all her juices. Both our faces were only with her pussy juices. We were sucking each other’s tongue and lips so deep that she fell on me and started to insert her pussy with my penis. I felt that deep watery pussy shoving easily onto my cock. We fucked to the deep of her pussy shoving my cock and fully swallowing it.

We did fuck for almost 15 minutes and then I shot my cock juices into my lady boss’s pussy. She got it but dripped down my own cock because she was sitting on me and fucking. All the juices dripped down the cock and wet my cock balls.

We both got tired and relieved and slept next to each other with all the juices above us. Now we were hugging with the juices on us and because it was AC room, we switched off the AC when we started and now it started sweating. We hugged passionately in that sweat and our love juices also.

She then got up and pulled me to come to the restroom. There we took a bath using the bucket filled with water. Her restroom was quite big and neat. We cleaned ourselves to some extent by then the time was 11:30 pm. It was time for us to leave. We dressed and then got out of her cabin. She pulled me one last time and tightly sucked my tongue inserting her tongue deep inside my mouth. We were so passionately kissing and sucking our tongues. Then she laughed and relieved me.

We got down to the parking lot separately as if we were back from work and leaving home.

We didn’t want to get into trouble so we parted in the lift and left separately. I waited near the gate and she came out driving her car. Then I got into the car and she dropped me in my room where I was staying. Before getting down, she pulled me again, licked my tongue, and kissed me for 5 minutes. Since the road was empty and dark, no one saw us.

After this experience, we were so close when no one knew and were having a secret affair in different ways.

The next episode is going to be about working from her home for the audit. Let’s see what happened at that time at her home. I will share about the next incident in my next episode. If you have missed the first 2 parts, read that also and share your comments.

Currently, I am in Chennai, shifted my office space here, and I am fond of eating pussies. If any ladies or girls are interested, ping me to have fun. I love to eat pussies that are too raw pussies.

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We were inseparable- me and my girlfriend. It didn’t take much time for us to realize this. Starting with the classic cheesy love and romance and ending up with amazingly nasty sex, we got addicted to each other.

But it didn’t take too long for me to see beyond this addiction- a beautiful young woman always present but in the shadows.

I was 19 years old and not really different from guys my age. Except I always carried a charm with me which made me stand apart. I was above average looking with above average body and dick. Nothing to die for.

I met my girlfriend, Riya- tall, petite with an amazing ass but smaller boobs, the same age, in my coaching. And we soon mingled. Things flew naturally, and we ended up having sex like any other teenage lovers would. Our first time wasn’t as great as we both were virgins. But as they say, the third time’s the charm.

But this isn’t our story.

I frequently visited her house so her mom and sisters were familiar with me. Her sisters officially knew about our relationship, but her mom only guessed. She wasn’t that orthodox and allowed us to hang out.

Riya didn’t have her father. She and her younger sister, Shree, and older sister, Anushka, and her mother lived in a nice, sweet home.

One fine morning, I went to their home to surprise Riya. But she had gone to market and wouldn’t come until late evening. Only her mother was in the house. As she wasn’t expecting anyone at that time, she was wearing a saree with just a bra (no blouse).

She was coming after having a bath since I could see her damp hair. I was mesmerized by this form. I had never really seen her. I was always interested in her daughter so much that I never paid attention to her body. She was 42 but looked as young as 32.

She wasn’t fat like other aunties. Being a single mom, she maintained herself as an example for her daughters to follow. My eyes naturally fell on her large breasts covered by a bra, struggling to hold them. If one thing I really had FOMO (fear of missing out) of was- big boobs.

I had dated girls before Riya, too. But one thing that always remained was- they all had small boobs, and so did Riya. I always felt the urge to feel large boobs in my hand and my mouth.

Me: I’m sorry, Aunty. I didn’t know she wasn’t home. I’ll come back later.

Aunty: You can wait here, beta. I’ll call her.

Me: No, Aunty, that’s not needed. Let her shop. She’s gone to market after so many days, after all.

Aunty: Okay, so I’m alone here, and I’ve got nothing else to do, so maybe you can give me company.

I felt nervous and excited. I couldn’t stop myself from staring at her body and boobs from time to time.

Me: Okay, Aunty. What can we do?

Aunty: I want to talk to you.

I gulped. I guess I knew the topic of the conversation. I nodded.

Aunty: Riya doesn’t tell me anything. But will you please be honest with me? I feel so ignored in this house. After her Dad died, she stopped listening to me. Only Shree, my youngest daughter, listens to me.

Me: Okay, Aunty. You can ask me anything.

Aunty: Are you two together?

I wanted to lie, but I had to tell the truth when such a beautiful lady asked me.

Me: Yes, Aunty, but please don’t tell her I told you. She’d kill me.

Aunty: I knew it. Why are you afraid of her?

Me: You know her.

I laughed. She smiled, too. That smile. That damned smile. It melted my heart. I didn’t know any Riya at that moment.

Aunty: Why do you like her?

Me: She’s just the best thing that happened to me. And she’s beautiful.

Aunty: She is.

Me: But now I know where her beauty comes from.

She smiled again.

Aunty: Are you flirting with me?

I got scared for a minute.

Me: No, Aunty. You’re like a mom to me. It’s only a fact.

Aunty: I, too, consider you like my son, and thank you.

My eyes again fell on her boobs. Fuck Riya. I wanted her mom’s boobs in my hands. But now that I had said it, she was like my mom- I wanted my mom’s boobs in my hand. The thought gave me a boner, and my sexy mom sitting in front of me didn’t help.

She caught me staring at her boobs and covered her cleavage with the pallu. She also saw my boner.

Aunty: Are you missing Riya?

She said while still gazing at my boner.

Me: Yes, Aunty.

I said boldly and didn’t do anything to cover it.

Aunty: How close are you and her?

Me: Very close.

Aunty: I mean physically.

I hesitated. She sensed it

Aunty: Think of me like your mom and not hers.

Me: We’ve done some stuff.

Aunty: What stuff?

Me: Ugh. How do I explain?

Aunty: She gave you a blowjob?

I was shocked at her mentioning it so casually. But it also turned me on and made me bold.

Me: Yes, and also, we’ve fucked. I mean, we’ve had sex.

I saw her eyebrows raise, and then she smiled. I didn’t understand her reaction.

Aunty: So my Riya isn’t a virgin?

She kept smiling and looked at my dick.

Aunty: Well done, soldier.

Me: Aren’t you upset that your daughter did this?

Aunty: Well, I guess I should be like any other mom would, but at least she’s getting some.

She made a face which displayed she regretted what she had just said.

Aunty: Was it good?

Me: The foreplay is hot, but initially, the intercourse wasn’t that great. Over time, it got better.

Thinking of all this made my dick harder, and the bulge in my pant was bigger than it ever was.

Me: Just that I’ve got this issue.

I stopped before completing it. I regretted saying it.

Aunty: What? Don’t tell me she’s pregnant.

Me: No. Not pregnant. Nothing. Forget about it.

Aunty: You must tell me. I won’t tell her.

Me: No, Aunty. It’s nothing.

Aunty: I’m your mom. Our secret is sacred.

I never had any intention towards my mom. But when she called herself my mom, I felt a tingling down there as if I wanted to love this mom right now.

Me: It’s her boobs.

Aunty: They’re small?

Me: You tell me, Mom.

She smiled when I called her mom.

Aunty: Yes, they are, but small boobs are great too!

Me: Yes. Every boob is awesome. But I’ve never had the privilege of holding large boobs in my whole sex life, and I don’t want anyone else. I love her. It seems like I’ll never be able to get that without cheating on her. And I don’t want to.

‘Except with you.’ I said in my mind.

She turned serious after this.

Aunty: What would you do with them?

I hesitated.

Aunty: Come on! I think we’re past the point of getting shy.

Me: I’d feel them first and crush them in my hands really hard. I’d suck the soul out of your nipples and rub my cum on them.

Her face turned to a new expression, which was hard to place. I got so excited imagining everything I was saying that I didn’t realize I started talking about her boobs before it happened. I closed my mouth and hid my face.

Me: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean yours. I just said it generally, imagining a girl.

I lied, obviously. She straightened up.

Aunty: How badly do you want to feel big boobs?

I didn’t say a word.

Aunty: Tell me, son. How badly do you want boobs?

Me: I want them really badly.

My dick throbbed in my pants, and she saw it. She took off her pallu from her boobs. It was the last thing I remember because I entered a trance state after that. I jumped from my seat, grabbed her bra, and pulled it out. Her big boobs sprang to life. I had a long look at them.

As rare as it is, her nipples and areola were of pink colour. First time I’d seen that in real life. I looked at her face. She seemed shocked by my suddenness. I held her by the hair and pulled her face towards me, and I kissed her- so long that I hadn’t kissed anyone in my life. Not her daughter nor any of my exes.

I refused to let her lips go. It tasted like no pair of lips had ever tasted. While still kissing, my hands reached her boobs on their own and cupped them. She moaned in my mouth when my hand touched her nipple. It was after 5 years that she was experiencing a man’s touch on her private parts.

The moan excited the hell out of me, and I pressed her boobs hard. Both of them squeezed my hands. They were so huge that I couldn’t even fit them in my hands. It felt so different and better than squeezing Riya’s. I almost wanted to break up with her and marry her mom. I didn’t stop kissing her or squeezing.

She pulled out and told me that it had started to pain now but I didn’t care. I had a toy in my hands that I always wished for. Now, I wanted to play with it to my heart’s content. I didn’t stop pressing but instead started pulling and twisting her nipples. It caused her more pain, and she screamed.

I was loving when she was screaming in pleasure and pain. I kissed her again to feel her moans in my mouth. Our tongues were fighting against each other. Then I decided to feel her big breasts in my mouth and got most of her boobs in my mouth and sucked on it. She was moaning all this while.

I bit her nipples, and she almost cried. Not being touched by anyone made her more sensitive to my touches. I kissed her again and again and again. I couldn’t get over those sweet lips and full boobs to do anything else.

Aunty: Your wish is fulfilled now. Are you happy?

But I was in no mood to stop this at just this stage. I took out my hard dick and showed her.

Me: What about this?

Aunty: I don’t know. You take care of it.

Me: I can’t. Please, Mom, help me.

Aunty: Do you get a blowjob from your mom?

Me: I don’t kiss or grope my mom either.

When she refused again, I pulled her nipples hard. She screamed and agreed.

Aunty: You’re rough.

Me: You’re so beautiful that I can’t control myself.

She smiled and told me to lie down on the couch, but I wanted to take it to the bedroom. So I picked her up and went to Riya’s bedroom. I put her in bed and kissed her again.

Aunty: You’re calling me your mom and acting like my husband.

Me: I’m your everything from now.

I lay down in the bed. She sat up. My dick was standing in her face. She kept staring at it for a few seconds, and I let her. She was seeing a live dick after so long that it was only natural to have second thoughts. She gently wrapped her fingers around it, and my dick throbbed in response.

She looked at me. My hip trusted forward to get in her mouth, but she dodged. She glided her fingers very lightly on the whole of my dick. It was now wet with the precum. I shivered. Riya’s hands had never made me shiver.

Me: Please stop teasing and start already.

Aunty: Shh. Just close your eyes and enjoy.

Me: But how would I see this beauty sucking my dick if I close my eyes now.

She blushed. She pulled my shaft down to expose the head. She leaned in and gave it a sloppy kiss. I pushed my dick into her face in excitement, so she pulled away.

Aunty: Easy, my son.

Me: It’s so fucking tempting to face fuck you right now.

She squeezed my dick in response. I moaned.

Aunty: You may be the one with the dick, but right now, it’s in my hands. So, I’ll be leading the way.

I relaxed and let go. She pulled the shaft all the way down and gripped the base of the shaft firmly. My penis head was now swollen and big due to the retention of blood in the dick.

“I love thick dicks.” She said while staring into my eyes. She licked my dick from the bottom to the top slowly. It gave me chills.

“Do you like it?” She smiled. I just moaned.

She licked it several more times and then started gently licking my balls. It felt tickling and warm and hot. She kept stroking my dick with her hand while playing with my balls. Precum oozed out of my dick and covered it. She licked the precum using long strokes.

Then she took the top of my dick in her mouth and sucked it hard. She then proceeded to take almost my entire dick inside her and started blowing me. She worked magic with her tongue, licking and rolling it over my shaft and head. I was out of control because of the pleasure I felt in that moment.

She twisted her palms around my dick and kept sucking until I couldn’t take it anymore and busted in her throat. She looked at me with such a slutty face and swallowed all my cum without any hesitation. I felt weak in my knees after that blowjob. I had never gotten a head like that before.

She kept me inside her mouth for a few more seconds, still looking at me seductively. She started sucking on me again until I was hard again. I moaned again. She sucked really hard for a second and then took it out and kissed my dick gently for a few seconds.

“I wouldn’t want you to leave with a limping dick. Would I?” She said in a seductive, husky voice and smiled.

I hadn’t even processed what had happened when the doorbell rang. She panicked and ran towards the gate and looked through the peephole. It was Riya and Shree back from the market. She quickly grabbed her bra, wore it and threw my pants towards me.

Aunty: Wear it quickly. Riya and Shree are here.

I was disappointed. I wanted more. At least I wanted a little privacy to talk to Aunty about this, about how I wanted it forever so badly. I wanted to tell her that this was the most pleasurable experience I ever had.

But I wore my pants and sat on Riya’s bed anyway. I quickly grabbed a book from the shelf so Riya wouldn’t ask how I kept myself busy.

Riya walked into the room and was surprised.

To be continued.

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He had a lot of stamina, I assumed, taking a lot of time to cum. I waited for his cock to fully unload his cum into my mouth while swallowing the cum that was pulsing out every few seconds. It was a lot of cum I could tell.

My stop was about to reach. “One day, would you come to my home?” He asked. I was stunned by his question, and I was too frozen to speak. He understood that I have insecurity regarding this.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take you to my house. Tell me when you have free time or school holidays.” I didn’t know how or what to say. “Okay, at least give me your number. Think about what I said and tell me when I message you.” I didn’t have time to think as my stop was up. So I gave him my number and got down.

When I got down, I felt so dumb to give a stranger my phone number and that too on these kinds of matters. I walked towards my grandma’s home. While walking, I got his message. “Hi, this is Sathish. Save this number. Think about what I asked and tell me when you can be out of your house.”

I didn’t reply to his message, and I didn’t save his number either. I thought about this, and I wanted to go with him for some reason. Whenever I thought about him, my cock was so hard. So I decided to go the next day. I messaged him back. “I can come at around 9 am. Where should I come?”

He didn’t reply at the moment, but he didn’t give me time to rethink either. “I will pick you up in my car. Same stop where you got down.” I was so excited to know what would happen there. I couldn’t sleep for the most part, thinking about the fun I was going to have with him.

I drifted off to sleep and woke up around 6 am. I finished all my work and told Grandma that I would be going out with a friend. “I will reach there in 15 minutes,” he messaged. I reached the stop at around 9:05. And there was a car parked there opposite the stop, and to confirm I messaged him.

As the stop was deserted, not many vehicles passed by. “I’m at the stop. Where are you?” He read the message. And the car door opened and he invited me in. I crossed the road and got into the passenger seat. He took a U-turn and drove forward.

He talked about random stuff about his work and how his home is free as his family is at another house. He has multiple houses. Even though I was hearing everything, I was excited about what would happen. My cock was already hard.

He asked about me, and I replied with one-word answers or short answers. He must have understood that I was tense. He held his hand on my thigh and comforted me by saying, “It’s okay. Don’t worry, I will take care of you.”

That did make me feel safe. And also, my cock was hard. He knew that and just touched it from above. “Oh, he is ready already?” He asked, and I smiled. After some time, he took a left from the main road, and after some minutes, he stopped.

“This is my house. Let me open the gate,” pointing at the big gate, he went out and opened the gate. I saw a big house inside and knew that he was rich. He got back in the car and drove me into the garage. I got out of the car and followed him into the house.

He told me to sit on the living room sofa and went inside. I was tense and also excited at the same time. He brought some snacks and juice and placed them on the coffee table. He asked me to have some. I hesitated like a girl and said no. He insisted on having it, and I did.

After some time, he came and sat next to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and hugged me from the side. “Are you comfortable, baby?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Also, it feels like there is no connection between us when you just say ‘yes’, you know? So you can call me Daddy.”

“Okay,” I whispered again.

“What did I just say to you? Say, ‘Okay, Daddy’.”

I was hesitant, but at last, I said, “Okay, daddy.”

“Good boy,” he started hugging me from the side and slowly made me lean towards him. By the time I was aware, he was already near my lips. He slowly made my chin up, and I looked at him. He was looking hungrily at my lips. He kissed me all of a sudden and sucked my lips.

It felt so good, and I felt like a small girl inside a heavy man’s arms. I liked the way I felt. I felt safe. I felt lost somewhere when I kissed him. He broke the kiss after who knows how long. It took some time for me to open my eyes as I was still in that ecstasy.

When I opened my eyes, he was there looking at me like a hungry dog. While biting his teeth, he said, “Say ‘I love you, daddy’.”

“Love you, Daddy!”

“Say it again.”

“Love you, Daddy.”

“Again..”

“I love you, daddy.”

He removed my T-shirt. He pressed my nipples one by one and came near it. Made me lie down on the sofa slowly while kissing the nipple. He sucked my nipples slowly and gently, and I was feeling something that I never felt from my nipples.

He went down my body, and it didn’t take much effort for him to remove my track pants. He threw my dress somewhere and started feeling my body from top to bottom.

He sucked my underarms. Even though I felt a little awkward, it also felt good. He sucked my navel and pinched my nipples. I let out a moan, and that’s when I understood that I moan like a girl. He started sucking my inner thighs and sides of my balls.

I never thought that I would be feeling so much aroused by all this. For me, sex was just cockplay, sucking and fucking. But he unlocked a part of me which enjoyed all this like a girl. I think he unlocked the girl inside of me that day. He also called me baby. I was slowly transforming into his girl.

He grabbed my cock. It was rock hard and dripping precum. He licked the precum out of my cock and my belly. He slowly sucked my cock, which gave me the biggest pleasure that I ever got from the bus. He was sucking it with his tongue and mouth in such a way that I was breathing heavily.

Aparna came home and saw her son asleep. She then went to shower and calm herself but she couldn’t. Tears started rolling down her cheeks. She felt as if her life crumbled. No, to be precise, she felt that she messed it all up.

Aparna then kept crying for around 30 minutes under the shower and went to bed. Then she tried her best to sleep, but the thoughts kept disturbing her sleep. She looked at the phone to check what time it was and it showed 2:30 am. After fighting a long battle with herself, she could finally fall asleep.

The next morning by the time she woke up, her son prepared her coffee.

Aparna: Why did you make coffee for me? Did I ask you to do this?

Son: It’s okay, mom. You were late last night, so I thought maybe I could help you in some way today.

She couldn’t understand it. Why was she crying until then? Was it because she lost somebody? Who she thought she loved or somebody who loved her? When the greatest love she could ever find was right in front of her eyes doing everything he could to make her mother happy.

This relaxed her a bit and again made her feel guilty for prioritizing somebody over her son. Amidst all these mixed feelings, she understood one thing for sure. It was all that scum’s mistake. That scum, that bastard Surya did all this to take revenge on her while she was trying to bring about a change in his behavior.

Aparna knew one thing for sure. That bastard should be punished and should be taught a lesson. Although she had a dildo in her house, she ordered a much bigger dildo this time which was 13 inches long. She also ordered a leash, some butt plugs, and a current shocking chastity cage and took the premium on that website to get the delivery fast.

She didn’t meet Puja and went to the office alone. And in the evening, she came to Puja’s house. She could see a grin on Surya’s face clearly indicating his arrogance. Aparna told Puja everything that happened and Puja felt sorry for Aparna. And also sorry for the fact that she was still hiding something from Aparna.

Aparna told Puja that she would take care of things from tomorrow and didn’t bother about Surya and silently left home. The delivery came at around 11 pm and she secretly collected them and hid them. From the next day, it was going to be hell for Surya and little did he know about how his life was going to get worse from bad.

Aparna called her friend Shreya, an SI, and told her about everything starting from meeting Puja to breaking up with Sujith. Shreya assured Aparna that everything would be alright and took the responsibility of changing Sujith’s opinion all on herself. The plan went like this, “First Aparna will seduce Surya and let him fuck her. Then she will blackmail him with a false case, exactly where Shreya will make her entry and all three of them will teach a lesson”.

Aparna carried on with the first step. She went to Puja’s house, she took Surya to the first bedroom (exactly where Surya fucked her wife two nights before). She closed the door and told Puja that she wanted to discipline Puja’s husband. Puja having accustomed to it didn’t do or say anything and let them do what they want.

Aparna threw Surya on the bed and kept running her fingers around his caged cock. Starting from the tip to the bottom of the balls, she caressed them softly. Surya was giving moans as he was feeling excited, yet couldn’t rise to his complete glory. Aparna on the other hand saw Surya shivering and stopped it immediately making Surya disgusted and frustrated at the same time. He couldn’t force himself on Aparna as she was equal to him, if not superior in physical strength.

Having teased him with fingers, she now chose to tease him more as she touched the tip of his organ with the tip of her tongue. She slowly started moving her tongue from top to bottom of the tip and often into the small pee hole. Surya was twitching in the cage.

Aparna watching him like that could understand how he was feeling. Now she started the rotations. She would slowly ride her tongue around the tip of his organ while fondling his balls with her left hand. Simultaneously, she using her right hand to play with his nipples. (Readers, just look at him, imagine if you are in that condition, how will you feel? A woman running her tongue around your dick while fondling your balls and playing with your nipples, constantly exciting you and yet you can’t erect your dick as it is in a cage and it keeps twitching causing you pain. While enduring that pain, you feel horny and exactly when you are about to cum, you will be denied. This has to be the absolute dominance of a woman, the absolute helplessness and humiliation.)

Having teased him for around 20 minutes until then, she decided to unlock him.

Aparna: Ok, Bitch! I can’t see you being so painful. I will unlock you and allow you to jerk off. But you have to earn it.

Surya: Yes Goddess! Please, Please allow me to cum.

Aparna kicked him in his guts and threw him from the bed.

Aparna: Seems like you forgot how to request, naked slave. Maybe I shall leave you like this to teach you a lesson.

Surya immediately realized what she was talking about, went on all fours, and kept kissing her feet for 5 minutes until she asked him not to.

Now she slowly unlocked him and asked him to kneel on the floor and wank off. She removed her top.

She was now in her bra and that puny bra couldn’t hold her busty cleavage back. The round shoulders, the toned biceps, the armpit hair. Man, it was an easy turn-on for any submissive man, but not for Surya as he was still some alpha guy.

Aparna: Any random submissive guy would wank off at my physique. Isn’t it, slave boy?

Surya: Yes Goddess, you are an absolute feast for anybody.

She then looked at Surya from top to bottom, indirectly questioning why he wasn’t wanking at her physique alone.

On any random day, she won’t consider Surya’s pleasure as a valid option. But since her plan had to go nice, she took it a step forward. She removed her bra. The busty boobs started to swing as soon as she removed the bra. He was astonished by this divine view. She then held her boobs in her hands and lifted them slightly up allowing Surya to look at the bottom of her boobs.

Aparna: Hey slave, it’s very sweaty beneath my boobs. Come and clean it off with your tongue.

Surya didn’t even hesitate for a second and went close to her and tried to stand up.

“WHAK!” came a blow right under his testicles, he was down in pain.

Aparna: Did I tell you you can stand? Stay where you are and try to reach up to my boobs. If you can, you will get a chance to lick under them or else I will put them back in.

Surya was kneeling on the floor and Aparna sat comfortably on the bed. So practically Surya can’t reach her boobs. Even though he was tall, he still couldn’t make up. He tried to get his tongue to her boobs. He was stretching his body completely, pulling himself up, and yet ending up somewhat 5-6 cm below his destination point. He was pushing his tongue up open which seemed similar to a doggy.

Aparna: Seems like boobs are not for lowly losers like you, bitch. Now, lick where you can reach.

Surya having lost faith, started licking there. After 10 minutes, she took a pillow and threw it at him.

Aparna: Take it, bitch! And enjoy licking now! (wink)

Surya was jumping inside. He then placed the pillow under his knees and started licking under her boobs. That divine scent of her sweat was hitting his nervous system. His cock was throbbing, and his knees were in pain (since he was kneeling on the floor), yet he didn’t care about anything and wanted to lick those juicy melons. Pretty fair to say horniness drives humanity to greater heights, lol. He kept licking it until he was slapped on his face. That was a sign for him to stop what he was doing.

She slowly pulled him closer to her crotch and pressed his face against her pussy. Surya saying nothing, went down there. He couldn’t smell and couldn’t feel it because of those two layers of fabric (panties and pants) covering it.

Aparna: If you want me to undress, you shall do 20 jumping jacks, 20 squats, and one minute of plank. All of these with your hands behind your head, understand?

Surya who could do around thrice what she said, was very happy that he could do them easily. Aparna slowly took her mobile out and faced the camera towards Surya. Surya was stunned. Was she going to record it now? Was she going to record making a grown 6’4″ man doing jumping jacks naked after being ordered by a woman? Humiliation kept passing through his nerves but he liked the kinky pleasure from it. He knew he could neither take it nor question it.

Surya got into position and started doing them as his organ started swinging. Aparna kept recording this scene while laughing at him. Surya could only tell himself that he could settle the scores later, little did he know it was going to be a clean sheet.

The jumping jacks and squats were easy and then came the tough part. Aparna asked Surya to turn back and start the plank, thus allowing the naked back of Surya to be facing Aparna.

Soon Surya went down on all fours and started the plank. Around the 15-second mark, Aparna slid her toe around his balls, slowly making circles around his balls with his toe. Surya feeling both a ticklish feeling and a hard-on couldn’t do the plank and fell at the 28-second mark. 2 seconds, damn. This was probably the first time he understood the value of 2 seconds.

Again it was the same scenario, but this time, she started teasing around the 10-second mark and Surya having improved fell down at the 27-second mark. The third time and fourth time also gave the same result, his failure.

Aparna: Bitch! You’re so hopeless. Leave it, you won’t be getting a peak at my pussy today. Now, lift your ass and spread your legs wide.

This would make his rare butt clearly visible including the anal hole to Aparna. Keeping the legs aside would open his butt cheeks and give her a better view.

He did what she said. She immediately wore a glove and put her finger in his asshole and started to push it down. Just like we push it up in a woman’s pussy to touch the G-spot, she did the exact opposite to stimulate his prostate through the anus. The gloved right hand kept going in and out of Surya’s ass while the left hand fondled his balls. She did this for around 30 minutes as Surya was still bent in an unfamiliar position.

Surya enjoyed this. He kept giving moans. As usual, his cock was still throbbing as he wasn’t allowed until now to wank. His cock started to release the precum.

Having seen this, Aparna slowly removed her finger and stopped playing with his balls. She then asked him to turn and face her and slowly took out the lock. Surya wasn’t expecting this, he thought he could jerk off. He felt there was a lot of load waiting to be put out.

Surya: Excuse me, mistress. Are you going to lock me now?

Aparna: Yes and what if?

Surya: I desperately want to cum, mistress. Please allow me to rub one out. I beg you!

Aparna: Slaves are meant to feel orgasm only on their mistress’ order. You are not the one to decide, it’s me who has the power.

Saying this, she squeezed his balls until she put the cage on his cock and locked it.

Aparna: I really liked the way you endured everything. So, here is your reward.

Saying this, she opened her hands as a gesture of asking for a hug. Surya hugged her. Their naked chests touched each other.

Aparna: If you want to cum badly, come to my house tomorrow evening, baby.

Saying this, she kissed him gently on his lips and he locked his lips with her. She too kissed him as long as he wanted. The deep vigorous lip-locks went on for around 4 minutes. Then Aparna wore her top and moved out of her bedroom. She then said bye to Puja and went out of their house too.

Stay tuned and happy reading.

Hi, Rounak here, age 27. I live in North Bengal, am 5’7″, have a strong build, and a 6″ tool. This is the story of a 39-year-old milf who seduced me and how I rocked her world. Though all the conversation was in Bengali, I would portray it in English.

As a college student, it was hard to manage my finances, so I used to give tuition to kids in school. This is where I met a divorced milf. She had a son in 6th grade. I used to teach in batches. But she insisted that I could teach her son personally at her premises.

She was okay with the higher fees. I was okay with the idea, as it was paying more. It was Sunday morning, and I went to her house at around 10 a.m. It was a 4 BHK apartment, well-maintained and cosy, with lightly painted walls and a nice ambience.

She appeared to be fair, short, 5 ft exactly, busty and had an appropriate ass to compliment her beauty. She had an angel-like face; she was beautiful and cute. I entered her apartment, and she introduced herself as Anjali. I sat on the couch. She asked if I would like some water. I nodded and replied, “Yes, sure.”

She was wearing a flower-printed cotton robe with a bit of exposed cleavage. I noticed it but was not interested sexually at this point. She sat near me on the short arm of the couch. She sat with her legs crossed. I got a good view of the fair left leg with a mole on the inner thigh.

She gave me a glass full of water, and I took a few sips. She initiated the conversation by saying how she got my phone number from a student whom I taught last year. I asked whether her son was in the house.

She informed me that he went to his swimming classes this morning. He will be back within 15-20 minutes. Her appearance gave me the idea that she might be fairly rich. I should negotiate the terms accordingly. She told me about her son’s previous records. He is weak in mathematics and science.

In my response, I kept listening and nodding to her. She was not alone in the house. There was a maid. I guessed because I could hear the utensils from the kitchen. Then, the same maid came out with two cups of tea. We were both having tea.

She asked me about my qualifications. How many students did I teach? What are their performances like? Which school did I study at? What college?

I got to know that she did her M.A. in political science. She is a single mother of one child. She has lived in this apartment for 10 years now. Her husband left her after the birth of her son (she didn’t tell me anything about the reason). It was 30 minutes past 10, and the doorbell rang.

It was her son, Apoorv. He was one of the best-behaved sixth graders I have ever seen. He went inside, came out all fresh, sat beside her, and she introduced us. Later, we decided that I would teach him from 7-9 p.m. on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays.

The fees were up to my standard as she didn’t negotiate much. I was happy with the deal, and I left.

From the next month on, as usual, I was teaching him. I was always on time. He was focused on his daily routines, and everything was in order. Every day I was offered good snacks by his mother. I never declined. When I was done with his tuition, she would come and talk for 5–10 minutes about her son’s progress.

The interesting part has started now. Eventually, that time kept increasing to 20 minutes, 30 minutes, and 40 minutes. As I used to stay home alone, it was not a problem for me to stay until late. But during all those talks with her, it was more about her than about her son.

Now she started wearing shorts and V-neck tops, exposing a lot of cleavage. She wore revealing clothes during the time I was there in her apartment. One fine night, she asked me if I would be interested in having dinner with them. I agreed. She cooked all the food by herself. It was delicious.

On those days, it was raining, and the rain was very unpredictable. As we were having our dinner, it started raining heavily. Though I finished my dinner, she asked me to stay as it was raining outside. I sat on the sectional couch in her living room.

She made her son watch TV in her bedroom, and she came out to provide me with company.

Anjali: How was the food?

Me: Delicious, and it still left a delicious aroma in my palm. She laughed.

Then she came close and sat very close to me. I noticed she was bending down and letting me have a good view of her 34B (I got to know later). I was enjoying the view.

Anjali: Hey, do you drink?

Me: Yes, occasionally. Why?

Anjali: I have an old monk. It’s that kind of night. Do you want to have some?

Me (hesitantly): Ya, sure.

She went inside her bedroom and came back with two glasses and a half-filled bottle of old monk.

Anjali: He might be tired. He is deep asleep with the TV running. (talking about her son)

I smiled and asked her, “Do you drink often?”

Anjali: I do. I smoke at night after Apoorv sleeps and have a peg or two.

Me: I might be crossing the line. But do you do this because you have stress or something else?

Anjali: Since my husband left me, I had nothing left other than my son and this apartment. I built my own business, which luckily picked up pace, and I can say I am successful. One year later, my ex-husband sent me the divorce papers, and I signed them willingly without doubt or hesitation.

She started making a peg, and before offering it to me, she took the peg neatly all by herself. I was a bit uncomfortable with her actions. Then she offered me a glass and took another glass. She started saying how her husband did her wrong, and she has been alone since then. She was getting emotional.

I put my glass down, held her hand, and said, “You have come a long way; don’t feel sad about the past; you have raised a kid all by yourself. You stood out in a society where the norm is to push a single woman back to the hellhole of societal burden, and people try to take advantage.”

Anjali: You believe that?

Me: Yes, you have earned my respect.

She was so close that I could feel her breath on my chest. She closed her eyes, and we kissed. We were both holding one hand each, and she reached and gripped my collar. I was holding her neck. We were kissing. I was kissing her with so much passion.

The rain has stopped, but thunder is still rumbling. It was quarter past 12 on the clock. She removed her hand from my collar to my thighs and reached for my crotch. She was moving her palm around my already thick and hard dick. It was throbbing to come out.

Suddenly, we could hear footsteps approaching. We removed our lips and came back to our senses. Apoorv was here; he woke up due to the sound of thunder rumbling outside. I immediately stood up from the couch and told her that I should leave. She nodded without much expression on her face.

From her place to mine, it was 15 minutes via motorbike. I was home when it started raining again. I was lucky not to get wet in the rain, but my mind was still stuck on what happened tonight.

My phone buzzed with a notification. It was her. She texted, ‘Can we meet tomorrow?’

I texted: When should I come over?

Anjali: I will text you the place and time.

Me: Okay, no problem. Good Night.

The next morning, I was very anxious and desperate to talk to her. I called her up around 11 a.m. She didn’t pick up the call. I was wondering if I should visit her place. Suddenly, my phone buzzed.

She texted, “Meet me at (a local cafe) at 1 p.m.”

I went there. She was already standing there with another woman her age. She introduced me to her. She was Dipti, decently dressed, and as tall as me. She was her friend from college. We entered the cafe and ordered coffee and three slices of cheesecake.

Dipti wanted me to provide tuition for her daughter at Anjali’s place. I asked if Anjali was okay with that. She laughed and said it was totally fine. But I was anxious. Anjali reacted as if nothing had happened last night. I was desperate to have a talk with her about last night.

I asked Anjali: Is Apporva at school?

Anjali: Yes.

Dipti: My daughter, Priya, is also in his class.

I nodded. Anjali told Dipti about me. As she was also looking for a tutor for her daughter, Anjali suggested me.

Suddenly, Anjali held my hand around the elbow and asked Dipti, “How many one-night stands qualify a relationship?”

I went totally blank; I didn’t know how to react to such a statement in front of a stranger.

Dipti: It depends on the partner.

Anjali: You know I am starving for a cock, right? How about him?

Dipti turned her eyes towards me and asked, “Will you be able to take her?”

I, in shock and nervousness, somehow managed to gather myself and reply, “Well, if you ask me, I can take both of you. But if you want feedback from Anjali and then want to join in, I am okay with both.”

Anjali was giving Dipti a naughty smile as I looked towards her. I went near Anjali’s ears and whispered, “What did you tell Dipti about last night?”

Anjali whispered back, “She knows everything.” Our order was brought in by a waiter. We were having a conversation regarding how Dipti is sex-starved, too. Anjali was using her hands below the table and constantly massaging my cock over my jeans. I was having a complete hard cock.

Dipti told me how she hadn’t reached orgasm for 4-5 months. I got to know that even Anjali uses a vibrator after her son goes to sleep to please herself. While all this was happening, Anjali unzipped my pants below the table. She was rubbing and pinching the shaft of my already hard cock.

Anjali came near and whispered, “You want me in bed, right?”

Me: Yes, definitely, not just the bed but anywhere possible.

Anjali was hot. She maintained her figure by going to the gym and doing yoga. She had a well-tonned figure and stamina (got to know later). As I used to be an athlete, I jogged every morning. But all I have is stamina and lung capacity. She was getting hornier by the minute.

Then, it was already 3 p.m., and the kids were supposed to get back from school, so they had to leave. We paid the bills. Dipti left on her scooter, and I dropped Anjali off at her house. Nothing more happened other than midway Anjali nibbling my earlobes.

That night, she texted me a few nudes of hers. I masturbated and went to sleep.

The next Saturday, I went to teach Apoorv. He told me they have a school picnic on Sunday afternoon, and they will come by night. Anjali came in with a few snacks and told me the same. Nothing happened further, and I came back.

That night, Anjali texted me, ‘Tomorrow, bring Old Monk and condoms (as per your capacity).’

I was on cloud 9.

I replied, ‘What about the school picnic?’

Anjali: Dipti will be the acting guardian of Apoorv and Priya, and we are going to enjoy some time.

I was overjoyed. The next day, I went to her apartment. She had lied to the maid not to come, as she would be out with her son on a school picnic. I rang the doorbell. She opened the door. She was in a saree. White and red, transparent blouse, and no bra inside. I went inside and pulled her towards me.

She said, “We have all day. Let’s take it slow.”

Let me tell you about her figure, which I got to know later. She was 34-30-32, and her bust size was B. I didn’t bother to listen to her. I planted my lips on her, and she reciprocated. My one hand went to her back, inside the blouse. With the other, I was squeezing her ass.

Both hands of hers were on my chest. I pressed her against the closed door and kept on smooching. Our tongues were exploring each other’s mouths, and saliva was exchanged. Then she stopped me to breathe herself.

She gathered a bit of breath and said, “Hold yourself, hero. You need to conserve your energy for the action. Remember, I haven’t had sex for very long. If I get horny, you are going to ask me to leave you alone.”

I gave her a naughty smile and asked, “What is on your mind?”

Anjali reached for the old monk from my bag. She opened the bottle, took a few sips, and said, “I want to lick the rum from your body. I want to lick you. I will make sure I leave marks on your back. I want to blow your cock with the old monk.”

All these words were making me hard. She reached for my cock and said, “I will blow you twice before taking you in so that I can ride for a long time.” I lifted her in my arms and took her to her bedroom. I made her lie on the bed. I closed the door from inside.

Then I started to remove my shirt and walked towards her. I took the pack of 10 condoms out and placed it on the bed. She was making cat noises. As I reached her, she pulled me onto herself. Now we were kissing, but slowly. My hands reached her navel, and I was removing her saree from the waist.

She resisted. I broke the kiss and whispered, “Why?” She said first she blows me, then I pleasure her. I lay on my back. She was wearing a transparent red blouse from where her erect nipples were visible. She sat on my belly, started kissing my neck, and pulled my hair to control my movements.

Her boobs were touching my chest, yet they were covered. My hands were pinching her waist, and I was slapping her ass over the saree. She was moaning a bit. She started sucking on my nipples. I couldn’t control myself and wanted her to stop.

She didn’t like me resisting, so she bit me on my chest and said, “You love your body in your own time. Now that I have full control, you let it go, or this is over.”

I was having the time of my life. My mind was thinking—a dominating MILF sitting on me. I might get her friend, too, and who knows what more? She started to feel my abs and lick them. She took a sip of the old monk and started to lick my navel and abs with that old monk from her mouth.

She reached further south to take off my pants. I was hard as fuck. She grabbed the cock and put her cute little face near my cock. She started to hit her face with my cock. I was experiencing something like this for the first time. She took off her saree completely.

Now she had a black petticoat and a transparent red blouse. She sat on my cock with the petticoat and started to rub the middle of her ass checks on my cock. She was humping me. She was moaning with every to-and-fro movement. I was out of control.

She started saying, “Do you like it, baby? I will make you cum more than ever.”

I adjusted to her rhythm and grabbed her waist, “Yes, Anjali, yes, you make me the happiest.”

Anjali: I want to drink every bit of the love juice you spill out of your cock.

I was moaning, too. She took her saree and put it inside my mouth. Anjali had increased her speed. My foreskin was going up and down, and the top vein of my cock was pulsating. I moaned loudly, and she went down and took my cock inside her mouth and drank every bit of cum I had.

I had just cummed. She has now started to take the cock in her mouth. She was rolling her tongue around the cock like it was a lollipop. She was a pro. I was still hard. I couldn’t believe it. How could I be that hard after cumming? It had never happened before.

Later, she told me she gave me Viagra while we were kissing in front of the door. She was having one, and we shared it from her saliva. She has now started to stroke the cock as much as she can inside her mouth. It was hurting a bit. After doing so for 20 minutes, I cum again.

Now, I asked her to lie back, and she did. I was over her. She had her left leg bent. I held her left leg as it was and, in a missionary position, started to explore her neck. I bit her neck, which left a few marks. In the moment of heat, I tore her blouse.

I grabbed her nicely-shaped well-maintained melons and started to suck on them. I was using my saliva over her areolas and sucking and biting on them. She held my head with my hair, as it was an unbearable pleasure for her. Now, she had just the petticoat.

I spread her legs and adjusted myself to put my knees between her thighs. I opened her petticoat and dragged it down. She was looking into my eyes and said, “Like what you see?” She was well-shaved.

I replied, “Pick a number between 2 and 3.”

Anjali- 3? I guess. Why?

As soon as she replied, I used my index and middle fingers and entered her pussy. She was tight, and she gave a loud moan. With my thumb, I was rubbing her clit.

I excitedly replied: You choose 3, you get 3.

I was using my fingers to good effect. She was enjoying every bit of my action. She was moaning with pleasure. I was squeezing one of her boobs. She was holding me with one hand and squeezing her other boob with one hand. She couldn’t stop moaning.

I removed my fingers and adjusted myself to use my tongue on her pussy. I used my tongue to rub her clit and then approached inside. By this time, she was begging me to stop. I didn’t. She was about to cum too. I took the tip of my tongue inside the pussy and licked it up and down around the inner wall.

Suddenly, she started shaking. Her right leg started shaking. She held me tightly, and she reached her climax. She held me by my arms, and we were in a cuddling position. She was biting my nose and ears and kissing my cheeks and lips. Our foreplay went on for more than 1.5 hours.

After lying there for half an hour, she started to rub my already hard cock and asked me to pass the rum. I took 5–6 large gulps of it directly from the bottle. It raised my temperature. She got excited and did the same. She locked the bottle and kept it aside.

We shared a long kiss, and now she was all loosening up down there and wanted to take my cock in. She adjusted herself and was in a cowgirl position. She opened a packet of condoms and made my cock wear one. Now she slowly took my whole cock inside her.

She didn’t move and stayed like that for a few minutes, even though I was enjoying it. She was breathing slowly, and her boobs were going up and down with every breath. I held her by her waist and started to move in rhythm from beneath. I could feel the pussy gripping my cock tightly.

She was moaning: Ahh, please don’t stop. I need you. Keep fucking my lonely pussy all day long.

Along with me, she started to move in sync. We were moaning. I was spanking her ass with full force. I wanted it to turn red.

She: Spank me, Babe, make me your bitch. I will fuck you every day. Please make me yours.

I changed positions and took her under me in a missionary position. She grabbed me and moaned with each stroke. I was thrusting her around like crazy as if I were possessed. My cock was reaching the end of her pussy. She held me very tightly and was using her nails to scratch my back.

I was adamant about making her cum again before I cum. She had tears of pleasure. She held my bare ass with her hand and crossed her legs against my ass, and I kept thrusting her. I asked her to count the number of strokes it takes for you to cum.

She started: 1…Ahhh…2…Ahhh…3..Ahhh…4…Ahh…5…Ahhh…

Suddenly, she held me very tightly, as if she were hugging me for the last time. Her eyes rolled back. I cum inside the condom in her pussy. She gave a loud moan and cummed. We both reached our climax. We were fucking like possessed souls for 40 minutes. We were sweating and exhausted.

She received a call. She answered and smiled, looking at me. Then she said, “Come after half an hour. He is exhausted now. You can have him for 2-3 hours, not more than that.”

Anjali put down the phone and said, “Babe, how about another milf in about an hour?”

Me: But who? Dipti?

Anjali: Nope, wrong guess. You will see and enjoy her too.

The next part will contain the story of who and how I fucked another milf.

Do comment. Any horny MILF, divorced or unsatisfied lady can ask me for pleasure and send feedback to [email protected].

Main pichle 2-3 saal se ISS pe padhta aaya hu. Mujhe bahut acha lagta hai ise padhna. Isi ke chalte meri himmat hui ki mere jeevan mein hui satya ghatna par ye kahani aapko batane jaa raha hu. Kuch galti ho gayi to maaf kijiye.

Batana bhool gaya hamara parivar low middle class family hai. Papa mazdoori karte the, aue sharaab ki lat ne unki jaan le li. Maa ghar par hoti thi, aur main 1st year mein. Hum West Bengal se hai. Ab seedha kahani pe aata hu.

Pichle saal papa ki death ke baad maa akeli ho gayi, aur udaas rehne lagi thi. Tab pados ke kaafi logon ne galat iraade se maa se dosti karni chaahi. Par meri mummy unhe ghaas nahi daalti thi. Ghar ki haalat theek nahi thi, to mummy ne kaam karne ka socha.

Us samay railway ka double line ka kaam chal raha tha. Mom waha jane ke taiyaar ho gayi. Lekin waha kaam paane ke liye pados mein ek aadmi rehta tha, usse milna tha. To hum uske ghar raat mein chale gaye. Meri maa hamesha saree pehanti thi, aur ek baat wo kabhi bra aur panty nahi daalti thi. Hamare ghar wo cheez kabhi nahi dikhi.

Lekin main chaahta tha wo pehne. Wo maa ko dekh kar khush ho gaya, aur kaha aao baitho. Fir hum chair par baith gaye. Us aadmi ka naam Vikas kumar, age kareeban 35 saal thi, aur wo hatta-katta tha.

Vikas: Boliye.

Mummy (Divya): Mujhe kaam chahiye.

Vikas: Haa theek hai mujhe pata chala tumhare pati ke baare mein.

Fir usne ek book nikali aur bola: Ispe name, umar, phone number sab likho.

Maa jaise hi table par rakhi book par jhuk kar likhne lagi, to pallu thoda sarak gaya aur blouse mein se boobs ka upri bhaag dikhne laga. Wo aadmi apna hath apne lund par fer raha tha. Tabhi maa ne details fill karke usko boob ki, aur usne nazar waha se hatayi. Lekin maa samajh gayi aur pallu theek karte hue boli-

Maa: Kal se aa jau?

Vikas: Haa aa jana.

Maa aur main jaane ke liye nikle, tab wo maa ki gaand ko ghoore jaa raha tha. Lekin jab ghar aaye to maa boli-

Maa: Uspe ek hi number deke aaye hai. Wo nahi laga to?

Fir mujhe wapas jana pada doosra number dene ke liye. Jab maine waha jaa kar awaaz lagayi to koi nahi tha. Main andar gaya to dekha uncle (Vikas kumar) neeche se nange the, aur 8 inch lamba aur 2-3 inch mota kaala lund hath mein leke hila rahe aur.

Vikas: Meri Divya kitne saalon se tujhe chodne ki soch raha hu. Ab jaake tu hath aayi hai. Is baar tujhe patta ke bahut chodunga oh my love aahhh.

Aise karte-karte uske lund se paani nikal aaya. Tabhi usne mujhe dekh liya aur thoda ghabra gaya. Kaccha (underwear) aur night pant ko upar karke mere paas aake bola-

Vikas: Kya hua?

Main (Ghabra ke): Wo doosra number bhi dena tha.

Vikas: Abhi jo dekha wo kya tha kisi ko bolega?

Main: Pata nahi.

Vikas: Apni maa ko?

Main kuch nahi bola.

Vikas: Chalo number batao, aur mujhe wo kitchen le gaya.

Usne mujhe kuch paise diye aur bola: Kisi ko kuch bolna mat.

Fir main ghar chala aaya. Agli subha wo 8:30 ghar aaya. Tab maa kitchen mein thi.

Vikas: Beta maa kidhar hai?

Main: Kitchen mein.

Fir wo kitchen chala gaya. Andar jaa kar pehle usne maa ko peeche se nihara aur bola-

Vikas: Suno, aaj se kaam par aa jao.

Maa: Abhi?

Vikas: Haa, 9:00 se 11:00 tak.

Aur wo chala gaya. Mummy aur maine nashta kiya, aur kaam par jaane ke liye taiyaar ho gayi.

Maa: Tum bhi chalo mere sath.

Main: Nahi, mujhe khelne jana hai.

Maa: Tum yaha-waha bhatakte ho. Mere sath hi chalo. Waise bhi tumhari chuttiya chal rahi hai.

Aur maa mujhe zabardasti apne sath le gayi. Uske baad maa kaam par lag gayi. Waha par aur 3 auratein aur 7 mard the. Wo bhi kaam kar rahe the. Fir thodi der mein maa paani peene ke liye neeche baith gayi ghutne upar karke. Maa ne saree pehni thi, to dono jaanghon ke beech thodi jagah ho gayi.

2-3 mard usi jagah dekhne lage. Maa ka kahi kuch dikh jaye, ye sab dekh kar Vikas kumar ko bahut gussa aaya. Wo maa ke paas gaya. Tab un sab ne apni nazre fer li. Vikas bhi maa ko dekh raha, to maine bhi nazar maari to dekha saree aur petticoat ke beech wo dikh raha tha jaha chut thi. Maa panty nahi pehanti thi. Thoda-thoda chut to nahi, chut ke baal thode dikh gaye.

Vikas: Kaisa hai kaam (tabhi maa khud ko theek karte hue khadi ho gayi)?

Maa: Acha hai.

Maa aur sab wapas kam par lag gaye. Lekin Vikas kumar un logon ko gusse se dekh raha tha. Hum kaam khatam karke ghar aa gaye. Maa nahane chali gayi (ek sacchi baat bolta hu ab tak maine maa ki chut, gaand, boobs, nabhi kabhi nahi dekhi).

Tabhi ghar par Vikas kumar aa gaye

Vikas: Teri maa kaha hai?

Main: Mahane gayi hai.

Wo andar jaane laga.

Main: Uncle?

Vikas: Mujhe teri maa se thoda kaam hai.

Fir Vikas dabe paon gaya, aur dekhne laga. Maa ki peeth Vikas ki taraf thi, aur wo naha rahi thi. Maa ne petticoat boobs par baandha tha, aur wo ghutno tak aaya tha. Itna dekh kar wo andar aa kar baith gaya. Thodi der baad maa naha kar aayi, aur Vikas ko dekh kar thodi hairan ho gayi.

Maa (Divya): Aap kab aaye?

Vikas: Jab tum naha rahi thi.

Maa: Tum yaha kyun aahe ho?

Vikas: Tum mujhe pasand ho.

Maa: Kya? Tumhari himmat kaise hui ye sab kehne ki? Main aisi aurat nahi hu. Jao yaha se.

Vikas: Dekho suno pehle baat meri.

Maa: Mujhe kuch nahi sunna.

Vikas: Dekho…

Aur wo uth kar maa ke paas gaya aur unke dono hath pakde.

Maa: Chhodho mujhe, ye kya kar rahe ho?

Vikas: Mujhe tumse pyar hai, aaj se nahi jab main yaha 3 saal pehle Bihar se aaya tha, tab se tumse pyaar karta hu. Lekin darta tha. Tumhari sacchi dhramvrata aur pativrata dekh kabhi himmat nahi hui. Aaj ki hai. (ye sun kar maa thodi darr gayi). Part 2 to be continued…

Next part bahut mazedaar rahega ki meri maa ki chudai kaise start hui, to agle part zaroor padhiyega.

Hi, this is Prasad. This is a story between me, my twin sister, and our tenant Aunty. How it all started and how it is going to turn.

My sister Abi and I live alone in a large villa. Our parents passed away in an accident during our school days. Our family owns a big construction company. My sister and I are the shareholders of the company.

The house was too big for the two of us, so we decided to rent a portion of it. Swathi and Kanan, a newly married couple, became our tenants. Swathi works for an IT company from home, and Kanan works as a marketing manager for a reputed company.

In a few days, Abi and I became friends with Swathi. Kanan usually travels abroad frequently. He visits home once a month, so we didn’t get the chance to get to know him. At that time, Swathi was 22 years old, and Kanan was 25. Abi and I were 18 years old.

Abi and I completed school, went to different colleges, and earned our MBA degrees. I took charge of our company, and Abi works for an IT company from home. Meanwhile, Swathi had become close, like a family member.

Now Abi and I were 26 years old, and both of us were at equal height, 6’2”. My body type was athletic. Swathi had grown more beautiful. She was 30 years old, height 5’9” with no child, and maintained her body slim.

One day, I returned from the office to find the house empty and couldn’t locate Abi. Worried, I went to check Swathi’s house to find Abi. Swathi was doing laundry while chatting with Abi. I also joined their conversation. I sat on the compound wall facing her and started to chat with them.

Swathi was washing the clothes. Then she bent down to put soap on the cloth, and I saw her beautiful naked boobs inside the nighty. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I was staring at her breast continuously. I went out of control and got caught by her.

She hid her breast with a towel. I was scared. But she didn’t scold me or anything. She continued the conversation. Then again, her towel slipped from her left shoulder. Once again, I saw her full breasts clearly because of her wet nighty.

Again, I got caught. This time, she adjusted her dress properly. I felt uncomfortable. So I went to the living room and found her husband watching TV. I joined him in watching TV. Soon, Swathi and Abi came inside and arranged food for all of us.

After I finished the meal, I mentioned that Swathi’s cooking tasted better than my sister’s poison. After hearing this, everyone laughed, and Abi playfully punched me. Seeing Swathi laugh made me feel happy and relieved.

For the next few months, I sat on the wall near the laundry area whenever Swathi was doing laundry, trying to catch a glimpse of her breasts. She always noticed me but never scolded me or complained to her husband.

The next day, I dropped Abi at the airport for Bangalore due to some urgent work and then went to my office. In the afternoon, I received a call from Kanan. He said Swathi was not feeling well and asked me to take care of her. After work, I returned home at 7:00 pm and refreshed myself.

I then went to check on Swathi. The main door was open, so I went inside and found Swathi in her bedroom sleeping. When I entered her room, she woke up, and I inquired about her health. She had low blood pressure, so that she couldn’t speak properly.

I brought some juice and her medicine. She took the tablet and drank the juice. I asked her whether to stay at her house or mine. She suggested I stay in her house and use the guest room. I felt happy thinking about being alone with Swathi in the house.

I locked the house and went to sleep. Around midnight, I heard a crying sound and went to see what it was. The voice was audible, so I went in that direction. I was shocked to see Swathi, half nude, on the floor. She had fainted while returning from the washroom. Her nightdress got stuck in the door and tore.

She was unconscious and half-naked, with her lower body fully exposed. She was wearing black panties, and her upper body was partially covered.
I carefully carried her to her bedroom and placed her on the bed. Then, I removed her damaged dress.

I noticed she was not wearing any innerwear. She had a perfectly shaped body, and her breasts were big with a slim body. I was admiring her body. Then, I took the opportunity to see her naked body. So, I removed her panties through her leg completely. Her pussy was clean-shaven.

After that, I tried to wake her. After a few attempts, she opened her eyes and asked for water. I helped her drink the water. After she finished, her consciousness returned slowly, and she realised her dress was missing.
She was shocked to be naked before me.

She covered her body with her hands and later pulled the bedsheet to cover herself. Immediately, I explained the incident. Then, she asked me to leave the room in a soft voice, with her head down. But I didn’t leave the room and kept on staring at her.

She was shivering because of the cold wind. By looking at her nude body, I couldn’t control myself anymore. She was looking at me but couldn’t do anything. I knew the situation was now or never, so I took the chance. I slept beside her.

She had a look on her face, but I didn’t mind it. Then, I covered myself with the bed sheet. She tried to turn, but I caught her. She was lying facing the wall. Then moved my hands all over her back. I pulled her close to me and hugged her tightly.

My dick was hard and poking her ass which felt so soft. Then I made her lay on her back and pressed her breast, which felt so soft. I took her nipples in my mouth and started to suck roughly. In a few minutes, I heard her moaning sound. I bit her nipples and played with them.

Then I went down to her pussy and smelled it. It aroused me. I started to lick her on top of her pussy. I then spread her legs wide open to see her pussy fully. I licked both inner walls of her pussy, going up and down. Then I inserted my tongue into her pussy hole and licked her juice, and tried to insert my tongue.

Then finally moved up to the clitoris, licking and sucking. I heard her moaning heavily. Then I inserted a finger into her pussy holes, and I felt the heat inside. I started to fuck her with my finger for a few minutes. Then I removed all my clothes. I lay on top of her and spread her legs wider.

I placed my dick in her pussy hole. Then I saw her round and beautiful face. I could see some tears on her face, and her eyes were closed. Then I inserted my cock in a single thrust, and she suddenly opened her eye wider in some pain. I felt the tightness in her pussy.

I had a 10-inch dick and a 3-inch dia. My ex-girlfriend always tells me that I have a monster dick. Swathi’s pussy was tight, so I had to use some force to insert my dick. Now my dick was completely gone inside. She was shouting in pain, and to stop her, I locked her lips with mine.

I waited for her to get comfortable with my dick in her. After a while, I started slowly to fuck her. Her pain turned into pleasure, and she started to moan. Then I fucked her harder. In a few minutes, she was moving her hip to my rhythm and moaning louder.

Then I lifted her legs and placed them on my shoulder so that I could fuck deeper. She was asking me to stop. She couldn’t handle my dick and was afraid that I was going to tear her pussy. But I was not in the mood to stop. With each stroke, my dick was hitting her stomach.

She was struggling like a fish, screaming and moaning. I fucked her for 15 minutes. I made her lay on her stomach and fucked her pussy from behind.
This time I fucked her slowly. Her pussy was tight, and the juice was flowing from her pussy.

After a while, I lift her hip to fuck her in a doggy position. I fucked her pussy hard by pulling her hair and fucked her pussy deep. She placed her face on the pillow and moaned. I fucked her for 20 minutes. Then I made her lay on her back and fucked her pussy in the missionary position.

I was reaching my climax, so I fucked her roughly. After 5 minutes, I couldn’t control. I cum inside her, and it was a huge load. Then I removed my dick from her pussy. The cum was flowing. I lay on the bed and saw her. She was breathing heavily.

Seeing her struggling to breathe, I helped her to drink some water. After drinking the water she became relaxed and breathed normally. Then she sensed the situation and started to cry by hiding her naked body with a bedsheet. Then I saw her face. It was like an angel, so beautiful.

My dick was rock hard. I held her face in my hands and looked at her face. Her eyes were staring at me, and her face was red. I was admiring her beauty till she started to hit me. It was playful, and I enjoyed her hitting. Then I hugged her tightly and kissed her on the lips.

I pushed her onto the bed, lay on top of her and again started to kiss her lips.
My dick was rock hard and ready for the action. I spread her legs, insert my dick into pussy and start to fuck her. She was begging me to stop because she had already cum twice. Her pussy was sore due to my monster size dick.

But I was not in the mood to stop. I fucked her hard. She continuously begged me to stop. So I removed my dick from her pussy, and she felt happy and relaxed. Then she turned and lay on her stomach. I saw her ass. It was in perfect shape. After seeing her, I couldn’t control myself.

I held her ass in my hand. It felt soft and smooth. Then I split her ass cheeks wide open, sucked her asshole fully. She was enjoying it, then I inserted my finger slowly into her ass. She was asking me to remove my finger. But I started fingering her slowly.

In a few minutes, she was shaking. Then I removed my finger and spit some saliva on her ass. I tried to insert my middle two fingers into her ass. It was tight, but I forced my fingers in. She was shouting and fighting to get my fingers out of her.

I held her both arms in my left hand and inserted my fingers completely into her ass. She couldn’t bear the pain and started to cry. She begged to remove my fingers from her ass. I waited for her pain to reduce, and after 20-30 minutes, she came to normal.

I started fingering her ass slowly and increased the pace. She was not responding and also not fighting. I removed my fingers, split her ass wide open. I spit more saliva into her asshole. Then I laid on her back and placed my dick on her ass.

She understood what was going to happen, and she begged me not to insert it in her ass. But I pinned both her hands with my single hand over her head. Then I guided my dick into her ass. I put some pressure on my dick’s head, and it went in. She was shouting in pain.

She was begging me to remove it and use her pussy to my desire. But I love fucking asses. Then she again used more pressure, and half of my dick went inside. She was shouting, but I didn’t care. Our house was located in a private area, and no nearby houses for 2 km.

With my half-dick inside her ass, I inserted my dick fully in one heavy stroke. She was crying and begging me to remove it, or she would die in pain. I was not in the mood to remove it. I waited for her pain to settle down. After 30 minutes, she stopped fighting.

I tried to move my dick. Then suddenly, she started to cry again. Then I removed my dick completely and saw her ass hole. It was wide open. I used more saliva on her ass and my dick. Then inserted into her ass. It went inside completely in one stroke. She was still crying, but not like before.

I started to fuck her slowly. She asked me not to move it, but I didn’t stop. Then I licked her cheek and neck while I ass fucking her. She stopped crying. I increased the pace. She was asking me to go slow, but I fucked her hard at medium speed.

Then I removed my dick and made her lay on her back. I applied some saliva on my dick and inserted it into her ass from between her legs. I started to fuck her ass while looking at her full body. Her face and cheeks were swollen, her eyes were filled with tears, and her breast was going up and down with each stroke.

Her pussy started to leak juice and fell on my dick. It helped my dick move smoothly inside her ass. I couldn’t handle her ass tightness for long. I was reaching my limit, so I started to fuck her at full speed. But she couldn’t handle the force.

She started to cry and shouted, “Please stop. I’m going to die, please. I can’t handle the pain, please.” But her words were not entering my ears. I kept on fucking her ass, she was going crazy. After 20 minutes, I fucked at full speed and cum deep inside her ass. I had never cum this huge. She also cum.

Her juice was flowing on the bed. I released her and lay on the bed beside her. She took a deep breath for a few minutes. Then, her breathing came to normal. I was watching her the whole time, admiring her beauty. She looks beautiful even in the struggle.

Then she started to cry and hit me for doing this to her. I hugged her tightly and said, “I love you,” in her ear softly. She was crying but didn’t say anything. After a few minutes, we both slept in each other’s arms.

To be continued.

I love to hear your thoughts at [email protected]. Thanks for reading it, until then, bye.

It was four days after what had happened that I received a message from her. We did see each other as a shopkeeper and customer. We shared a glance or two at each other while she shopped.

She still smiled and was still as attractive as she had been since my eyes fell on her. The only thing that changed was that she now had her eyes on me. Eyes filled with lust and desire.

I opened the text message. It read, “Come to my place tonight at 1 a.m. We need to talk.”

I was expecting more than just a few words, but I did understand her position. It was better to ask her about it, so I reverted. “What do you want to talk about?”

The message was received. I got a reply as quickly as if she had already seen the question coming her way. “We will talk about it when you get here.”

It was still an hour before the shop closed and almost 5 hours until 1 a.m. It was easier to assume the extremes.

In the best-case scenario, we get hot and sweaty, making love. In the worst-case scenario, we never indulge in anything as such. I steeled myself not to stray away into the land of what-ifs and stay in the present.

I left home at midnight under the pretext of meeting up with a friend. I went to a medical store and got some condoms and some dark chocolate. Better be prepared if it goes towards the best possible scenario. It was 1 a.m. I was at the entrance of the building.

I climbed the stairs as stealthily as I could. The stairs were dimly lit. Old yellow bulbs marked the top and bottom of each staircase, while the middle stayed dark. The wooden stairs were sturdy enough not to creak, even though they had been worn down in the middle and sculpted into an arc over time.

I reached her door. The bright white LED light lit the door well, as well as half of the hallway. I pushed the bell button, and the electric bell chimed like a bird whistling. Had there been someone else on the floor, the bell would have raised questions. It echoed on the floor in the dead of the night.

The door on the inside opened. I got a glimpse of her head through the bars on the first door. Her hair was put up in a bun. Her eyes were a bit squinted. She had an ear-to-ear smile on her face. It made her cheeks bulge upwards and outwards.

She had almost a childlike innocence to her smile and pointed towards the sofa as she invited me in. I removed my shoes from the shoe rack to the side of the door. I made my way to the sofa while she closed the doors and followed me to it. I sat on one end of the sofa, and she sat at arm’s length away, facing me.

I did not get a good glimpse at her when I entered. But now I have observed that her attire was just a long, stretched t-shirt with cotton booty shorts under it. I could make out she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. Her boobs lay in a relaxed way, and her nipples poked a bit from her t-shirt.

My eyes got into a staring contest with her nipples, and it was broken as she cleared her throat. I looked up at her face and could see that she had noticed my eyes were scanning her. The smirk on her face affirmed that she knew and didn’t mind.

“Sorry!” I exclaimed and questioned her. “So, what did you want to talk about?”

Her face dropped, and she answered with a sigh, “I had some time to think. I feel like what happened between us was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened. We shouldn’t have indulged in it. I know it was mutual between us.”

She paused, unable to continue her sentence. Either she lacked the words to continue, or she was having second thoughts at the moment. We stared at each other for a bit. Her unable to find words, while I wanted to let her complete and hear what she had to say.

She took a deep breath and exhaled, “I think we should move away.”

“I understand your reasons for your thoughts; you’re married and have a child. Is that the reason, or is there more to it?”

“And if I were found out, I would be removed from my community.”

Her words ran a chill down my spine. It just got quite serious. Had it been only the first two reasons, she wouldn’t have indulged me at that moment. The third reason was quite a swing. As much as I wanted her, her reasons were sound.

“I understand. That’s a tough situation to be in. I want to ask you something.”

Her eyes flared up in shock and anticipation at my request. She nodded yes to my request.

“So hypothetically speaking, if the possibility of being found out was zero, would we continue?” The thought was a cheap one, considering her condition, but I was curious. If the answer was what I wanted to be, there’s always a solution to work forward to.

Her eyebrows frowned at my question and rose as if she were giving it some thought. I let her have a moment as she thought of the answer to it.

She replied with a question of her own, “Do you know why I kissed you after I slapped you?”

“No.”

“It’s not easy to find someone who looks at me with affection and as intimately as you do after I gain some weight. Not even my husband.” She had more to say, but her eyes started to water up. She took a deep breath and blinked a few times to disperse the tears forming.

She continued, “I like the feeling of being someone who is needed, appreciated, and attractive. I always noticed you looking towards me every time I passed the shop. Every day, you stand at the same spot facing the direction you know I come from, and I do notice it.”

I already knew I wasn’t being discreet. But I was glad she thought about it with a positive approach. I extended my hand towards her, asking for her hand. She grabbed my hand, kneeled on the sofa, and shuffled towards me on her knees. I expected her to sit beside me, but she had other plans.

She extended one of her legs across my lap and sat down on my lap, facing me. Her hands travelled to the back of my head. She interlocked her fingers behind my head as she straightened her elbows. Our eyes met, and we stared into each other’s eyes. Her eyes travelled from my eyes to my nose and towards my lips.

I watched her eyes move, and her body react to it. She bit her lips and moved closer to me, her pelvis resting over mine as her head towered over me. She slid closer, her breast now against my chest. She lowered her head towards mine. Our lips touched once again after 4 days.

She folded her hands behind me, her palms resting on my head, pushing me closer to her. She could not have answered my question any better. Actions were louder than words, and this showed. I reciprocated in kind. I slid my hand into her t-shirt, holding onto her love handles and pulling her closer.

She was warm, her body heating up with every passing second. Our lips interlocked with each other as our tongues played a game of tag. She was in a feral state as if her bounds were broken. Biting onto my lips, pulling onto them with hers.

She was grinding her hips against my lap while rubbing her protruding nipples against my chest. She was hot as if she were running a fever. After a sloppy kiss, I decided to move forward and go to her neck. I could faintly smell a sweet, floral, and citrus fragrance on her.

Although it was mild, it was quite a turn-on. I started kissing her neck, starting from the back of the ear to her collarbone. I was lingering my kisses for a few seconds and going up towards her ear lobes to nibble on them. The state we were in unlocked something within me.

I whispered into her ear as I kissed around her ears, “Your sweet smell, your salty taste, and your warm breath on my neck turn me on so much.” It turned her on quite a lot, and she did the same. By the time I finished my statement, she had grabbed onto my hair.

She started kissing my neck and nibbling on it, leaving hickies and marks in her wake. It was difficult to keep quiet when she bit me, and it turned her on more as I grunted or made a noise. I decided to give her a taste of her own medicine.

Moving my left hand through her hair and grabbing onto the roots, I pulled her head away from me and started kissing her collarbone. I bit on it lightly. She pulled my head away from my hair.

“No, not here,” she said under her heavy breath.

She freed her hands from my head. She crossed them across her body, grabbing onto her t-shirt and pulling it over her head. In front of my eyes now lay her bare breasts. Her breasts were firm and supple, with dark areola and pointy nipples. Her nipples stuck out, asking to be pinched and pulled.

“You can leave your marks here,” she added calmly.

“I will. It will be a mark. As you left your marks on me, I will leave my marks on you.”

She took a deep breath and exhaled as she got excited. She enjoyed every bit of it. She did not say it, but her body gave it away as she got goosebumps. My left hand travelled to her lower back to hold her steady. My head found its way to her right breast, and my right hand made its way to her left breast.

I gently started kissing the surrounding flesh of her areola. Not engaging with her nipples directly, leaving her in anticipation of when I would. My hand fondled the other one, avoiding any stimulation of her nipples. Her hands found their way to my head, grabbing onto my hair as I played with her breasts.

I started to lap my tongue around the areola, letting it touch the dark part a few times. I moved my mouth to the lower part of her breasts. I planted a few bites on her soft and tender flesh. She squirmed around a bit in pain as the area became bluish.

Her head fell back because of pleasure, and her grip tightened so she didn’t fall back. Her soft moans continued as I played around the nipple, denying her the nipple stimulation. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to lick on her nipples. It was because I wanted to make sure she was at the height of her stimulation.

The moment came sooner than I wanted. She had had enough of my antics and forcefully pushed my mouth over her nipple. Soon, my tongue made contact with her nipple. I started flicking it as aggressively as I could. With my hand, I started to pinch and rotate the other nipple.

Her breaths grew heavier, and her body started to shiver. I took my time with her. At a moment’s notice, I grabbed the nipple with my lips and pulled into it. My hand pinched and pulled into the other nipple. The entire simulation made her go over, and her body convulsed.

She started breathing heavily, and the room echoed with her moans. She just had an orgasm. Her shorts now had a stain of her cum, which leaked into my pants. Her convulsion subsided slowly. I held onto her, both my hands supporting her back.

She had her hands grabbing onto my shoulder. Her back arched, and her hip thrust the left-over fluid out of her. Her body glistened because of beads of sweat as she cooled down. Hugging me, she rested her head on my shoulder and crossed her hands behind my head.

I held onto her and whispered into her ear, “1- 0”. She brought her head closer to my ear and whispered back, “Game on!”

The story is a work of fiction. You can reach me on telegram @MrStartler.