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Hello, people. This is the continuation of the story. In the last part, we encountered James. Nick hired him to show his Mom, Emily, a good time in his presence. Let’s see what happens next. Enjoy.

The easiness with which Emily sucked his cock and took him deep in her mouth made James moan in pleasure. When he looked down, he saw her looking at him with lustful eyes. Her tits jiggled like two bowls of jelly. Soon his balls were aching to release the cum stored in them.

Not wanting to coat her mouth with his hot cum and end the night so early, James decided to pull his cock out. But as he stepped back, Emily leaned forward and refused to let his cock go.

“Oh fuck lady, you are a kinky one. If you keep sucking like this, I will cum in your mouth. I know you want to feel me in your pussy. So let my cock out, and we will enjoy the night further.” Emily let go of him reluctantly.

James made her stand up. He admired her bouncy tits as his hands cupped them and felt their softness. Emily moaned in pleasure as a pair of hands fondled her boobs after so long. He teased her by pinching her nipples softly and making her moan fill the room as Nick watched and recorded her.

James then lowered his head and sucked on her erect nipples, which were rock hard. He made sure to tease her by lapping his tongue over both the nipples as he sucked her tits alternatively. Emily’s hands were searching for his cock. But he was slightly bending over to suck her tits. So she couldn’t grab it.

Finally, her hands settled on his head as she guided his mouth from one breast to the other. James used his free hands to slide her out of her panties. As they hit the floor, her son Nick got even more excited. He saw that his Mom had her eyes closed as she took in the pleasure of her boobs getting sucked.

So he took the opportunity to go behind her and capture her plum ass. Nick had always admired Emily’s round ass but seeing them naked up close was making his balls ache in pain. He zoomed in on her ass as two pair of manly hands squeezed her ass cheeks.

She stood on her toes as a man’s hands ravished her ass, and a moan escaped her mouth. The hands on her ass soon began to explore her asshole and her pussy from behind as her legs started shaking in anticipation. Realising that the woman was fragile to his touch, he lifted her by moving his hands to her hips.

He walked towards the couch where Nick was sitting. “Move aside, mate,” James said as he placed Emily on the couch and kneeled in front of her. He pushed her legs up in the air and spread her like a chicken. Nick moved to the shorter L-side of the couch as he got a direct view of his Mom’s wet pussy.

To his surprise, her pussy was clean with no trace of hair. It was glittering with her wetness, and James was about to savour the taste of her pussy juice. James no longer cared if his face was captured in the video. Nick forgot about not wanting to capture James’s face.

Emily waited with excitement for James to touch her wet pussy, but he decided to tease the woman instead. His fingers gently rubbed around her pussy lips which made her body shiver. Her moanings were erratic. “Please fuck me,” Emily pleaded to James. But he wanted to explore more of her pussy.

His middle finger slowly entered her wet pussy as his thumb found her clit. He massaged her clit while his middle finger went deeper and deeper. Emily began to breathe hard as Nick watched his Mom beg to be fucked. He understood how desperate she was to get a man to fuck her.

He felt her loneliness as a stranger put his fingers on his Mom’s most intimate organ. “Oh ya, touch me there, keep touching me,” she moaned as James explored her pussy. His middle finger was fully inside her as he started to finger fuck her. Her juices were starting to pour out like rainwater.

James lowered his head to taste her. Emily’s hips thrust up as his tongue licked her flowing juice just below her pussy. He ran his tongue from her pussy to her ass and back again. Emily couldn’t get enough of this pleasure that she put her hands on his head again. He guided him towards her pussy.

This time James obliged as he started to lick her pussy around his fingers. Soon, he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. Now Emily was holding her legs wide open for him to explore more of her pussy with his tongue.

James did the same as he pushed his tongue into her pussy and started to tongue fuck her. Her moans filled the entire room and Nick was capturing all of it. James wanting more of her pussy juice, placed his nose on her clit. He moved his head in a circular motion to massage her clit with his nose.

His tongue fucked her pussy. Emily was delighted as no man had ever done such a thing to her, and her whole body was feeling the pleasure. After a good two minutes, James withdrew his nose. Nick saw that the entire lower half of his face was coated with his Mom’s juice.

Seeing a man with her juice over his face made Emily pull him towards her for a kiss. They kissed and exchanged their tongues. As they kissed, James felt Emily pulling him onto her body. He knew she was trying to get his cock in her well-lubricated pussy.

He obliged and moved her towards the side so she was lying on the couch with him on top. Her legs adjusted automatically around his hips as the tip of his cock hit her pussy lips. Emily stopped kissing as the touch of a cock in her fertile pussy made her jump in pleasure.

The sensation of a real cock on her pussy made her leak more of her pussy juice. “Oh ya, fuck me please. Fuck me with your big cock,” she cooed in his ears, but it was loud enough for Nick to hear it. He quickly eyed the phone screen to make sure he was getting all of this.

His Mom was about to get fucked. James slowly lowered his hips as his cock entered the mature woman, who cooed in his ears to fuck her. He watched her facial expression as his cock conquered her pussy. Halfway through, he started to pull back and then push it back in a little faster.

With each pull and push, he went in deeper and deeper until he felt his balls hit her ass. He wanted to enjoy the feeling of his entire cock buried deep inside this sexy woman. He stopped thrusting his hips and started to suck on her tits again. Emily felt all this pleasure after a long time and was in no hurry.

James knew he was doing all the right things as he could hear the woman moaning to each of his moves. Nick felt his cock oozing precum. He watched his Mom getting sandwiched between a handsome guy and the couch. He knew that his Mom had taken the entire length of his cock inside her pussy.

She felt no pain from it but pure pleasure. Suddenly, his mind flashed to the time when he found a 6-inch dildo in her bathroom when he visited her the last time. Having enough feeling of his cock being squeezed by her tight pussy, James decided to fuck her like a real man.

He started to pound her with small and steady hip thrusts. He slowly picked up the pace until he was pulling out more than three-fouth of his cock and pushing it back in with even more force. All Emily could do was moan, “Yes, yes, yes.” James was doing all the right things to her pussy.

Nick watched as the slapping sound of James’s crotch echoed in the room, along with his Mom’s moans. Each time James thrust his cock in, her tits would jiggle up and almost hit her face. Just under two minutes of fucking and Emily felt her orgasm kindle deep within her.

She knew well before he started fucking her that she would have her first orgasm pretty soon. The months of dry spells without a real cock in her pussy had made her sensitive to a real man’s touch.

“Oh ya, keep fucking me, yes, just like that. I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum on your cock, James. Please fuck me.” Emily moaned as James kept fucking her at the same pace.

“Oh fuck, cum on me, Emily, Cum on my cock and coat my cock with your juice,” he moaned back as he felt his cock getting Squeezed by her tight pussy.

Emily became breathless, and her entire body began to shiver as she came. James felt his cock get coated with her hot cum as she came. The slapping sound of their crotches became sloppy as her cum oozed out as he fucked her.

“Oh ya, Mmm,” she moaned in pleasure and satisfaction as the orgasm slowly started to subside. She could feel her body again. Nick thought he cum as a huge patch of precum coated his pants. He could not believe that he witnessed his Mom having an orgasm, the most intense pleasure known to mankind.

He wanted to cum so badly that he rubbed his cock over the pants with his free hand. Emily settled down after her first orgasm. James told her, “Let’s switch things up, Emily. What is your favourite position to get fucked?” Without any delay, she moaned, “Doggy.”

“Oh fuck ya, I love to ride a woman in doggy, especially a woman like you with a thick ass,” he said as he withdrew his cock from her and stood up. Emily quickly got up and positioned herself on all fours as James positioned himself behind her.

Nick saw his Mom’s bubble butt in all its glory as it stuck out from her sexy body. He wanted to spank her ass, and that’s exactly what James did. He held her hips and spanked her right cheek. “Oh fuck ya, spank me as you fuck me,” Emily babbled.

James’ cock started to enter her from behind. Nick adjusted his position to capture the entire thing from a side-view perspective. He panicked a bit when his Mom turned her face and looked directly at him as James started to pound her wet pussy.

He thought she might be mad at him for capturing her video in such a compromised position. Nick was shocked as his Mom smiled at him or for the camera. She bit her lower lips as a sign to show off her enjoyment and used her spare hands to squeeze her tits that were closer to him.

Her eyes scanned him as he recorded her intimate act. He knew her eyes got a good look at his tented pants. Her eyes stayed there for a good 5 seconds. She had to close her eyes to enjoy the pain and pleasure of the second spanking she received from James.

“Fuck ya, spank me, James, spank your bitch and punish me with your cock,” she groaned in pleasure. James held her in place with his hands on her hips and started to fuck her hard and deep. Emily pushed her hips out to match his thrust. Her entire body took the shock wave as a result of the hardcore fucking.

The room was once again filled with the slapping sound of bodies and moans coming from the two people. Nick focused his camera up close to capture the jiggling tits. He then moved a little down to capture the cock entering his Mom’s pussy.

As she started to moan, he moved the focus to capture her expression of getting fucked. He was not used to hearing his Mom use curse words, and it sounded sexy to him. All Nick could see in his Mom’s face was pure pleasure and lust as she moaned.

Her jiggling tits were arrested as James moved both his hands from her hips to her tits. He crouched down a bit to squeeze and fondle her tits as he kept fucking her. Waves of pleasure rocked Emily’s sexy body. Her intimate and sensitive body parts were getting ravaged by a young stud as her son looked on.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum again,” she announced as her second orgasm began to take shape. James felt his cock getting sucked of its life. Her pussy tightened around his cock as he fucked her. Soon, she squealed in pleasure as her second orgasm rocked her body.

“Oh fuck woman, your pussy is squeezing my cock like a lemon,” James cried. He felt her hot cum coat his cock again. This time he felt his cum building up from his balls to explode through his cock. Emily had slowed down her hip thrust as she was recovering from her orgasm.

But that didn’t stop her pussy from squeezing his cock, and he felt the need to cum. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum. Where do you want me to cum Emily?” James asked as he tried hard to control his cock from cumming. “Don’t cum in me, I want to taste you. Cum for me in my mouth,” she moaned.

She was quickly on her knees on the couch. She took hold of his cock, which was slimy with all her juice and started to stroke it. She looked at James as she took his cock into her mouth and started to suck their combined fluids. She was tasting her cum before his.

She had always enjoyed her taste as it had become a habit for her to rub herself to sleep and taste the fingers that fucked her pussy. She watched his expression. She sucked his cock and got him ready to cum.

James was in pleasure land. His cock was being expertly handled by a woman who sucked his cock better than any strippers at the club. Soon he felt his balls tighten and his cock getting more erect. The first load of cum hit the back of Emily’s throat.

She kept stroking his cock and sucking his cock head as wads of cum kept coming out of his cock. “Oh ya, Mmm-hmm Oooh-ahh,” sounds filled the room. Emily gulped down all the load from his balls into her stomach. Nick watched in amazement.

His naked Mom ate all the cum that the young stud blew out for her. She kept sucking his cock even after he had stopped cumming, and his cock started to turn flaccid. Finally, after a minute or so, she pulled her mouth off the cock with a pop sound. She smiled at James.

“You are a nice fuck, Emily. You know how to handle a cock. I will give you that,” he said as he started to collect his things. Emily finally turned and looked at her son who had captured all of it in her phone. She did not know what to do now except smile nervously at him.

Nick smiled back, too, but there was some tension between them. They both felt it. Emily knew her son was struggling with a rock-hard cock trapped in his pants after watching her getting fucked. She felt bad for her son, who had respectfully kept his cock inside his pants until now.

She also felt more love for him for being non-judgemental about all this. He still smiled at her with utmost love and affection. James was about to step out naked into the hallway. Emily called him and asked him to wait as she gathered herself and walked towards him with shivering legs.

Nick watched as his Mom spoke to him in a low voice, and he responded with the same frequency. They parted with a smile and a handshake. Emily then turned back to her son and said, “Nick, I’m not sure if we need to talk about what happened here, but I wanted to.”

Nick cut her short. He said, “No, Mom, we don’t have to talk about the things that happened here unless you want to. You have nothing to worry about. This won’t change anything between us or the love and respect I have for you.”

Emily felt her eyes fill up with tears. But she held them back with a smile and said, “OK, dear, then let me get cleaned up a bit. Could you do me a favour and collect my clothes as I wash up?”

“Sure, Mom,” he said. Emily went into the washroom to get cleaned. Nick started collecting her clothes. When he picked up her panties, his hands unconsciously took them to his nose. He took a good whiff of his Mom’s aromatic smell.

The aroma of his Mom was so sexy that his shrinking cock got erect once again. He looked at the washroom door as he took one more long sniff of her panty. Inside the washroom, Emily was cleaning her thighs off her sticky cum with a sense of satisfaction.

She smiled to herself at the thought of what she had just done and what she was about to do to surprise her son. Her reflection in the mirror showed her sexy body. She admired her figure with confidence. Her tits were slightly red, and so were her ass cheeks due to the spanking she received from James.

Nick was still sniffing her panties when he heard the door unlock. He quickly dropped her panties to the couch where the other pieces of clothes were gathered. Emily just smiled at him and started to get dressed. She felt no shame in dressing up in front of her son after what happened in the last two hours.

“So, Mom, do you want to hit the party floor again or go home?” Nick asked his fully dressed mother.

“What’s the hurry, baby? Do you want to take care of yourself once we are home?

Nick was girning at that comment. He desperately wanted to stroke his cock and cum. As he was trying to come up with an answer, the door to the room opened. James came in with a woman.

“Emily, meet Rosy. She is the one you are looking for, and believe me, she can rock any man’s or woman’s world,” James said as he introduced a woman as tall as Nick. She was a busty Asian girl with the same build as Emily but a bit taller.

Her tit size was the same as Emily, 34 C cups. They were covered in a red fishnet bra that showed a lot of her cleavage. She had worn matching red lacy panties that just covered her pussy lips and showed a lot of her ass. The outfit was completed by a red stocking that reached up to her thighs and red heels.

Nick stood there dumbfold as he did not know what was happening now. Emily went ahead and shook Rosy’s hands as she introduced herself. Rosy had a sexy look on her face as she scanned both Emily and Nick. “So you must be the guy I need to take care of, uh?” Rosy asked, looking at Nick.

Nick did not answer, and he just looked at his Mom, who was looking at him with a smile. Seeing that he was still confused, Emily said, “Yeah, he is the guy.”

“What’s happening here?” Nick finally opened his mouth.

“Just trust me and relax as I did with you and enjoy your time with this lady. You deserve it, too, and I know you haven’t found anyone after your last breakup.”

“But…” Nick stopped himself from saying “Mom” and pulled Emily aside so they could talk a bit secretively.

“Mom, You don’t have to do this. I can take care of myself.”

“I know you can, baby, but you need a woman’s touch to make you feel complete. Don’t worry about me. I can go down to the party hall and be alone while you finish your business up here,” she said with a naughty smile.

“Mom, I did not mean that I need you to leave me alone with the woman. I don’t want you to be alone in the party hall feeling all lonely. What I meant was you don’t want to please me just because I did the same to you.”

“I’m not trying to please you, dear. I want you to have fun, too. I’m enjoying this non-judgemental thing of ours, and I want to be on the other end of it now.”

Nick eyes the woman, and she has all the physical qualities that he likes in a woman. He did not want to miss the opportunity to fuck such a hot chick. Something about his Mom being in the room while being naked with another woman made him horny.

Seeing no more resistance from her son, Emily said to James, “Thank you for arranging this, James. We want to take it from here.”

“Alrighty. Oh, I almost forgot. Here are the condoms you asked for,” he said as he took a couple of condoms from his pocket and handed them to her. Emily thanked him once again as she took the condom from him and closed the door. Then she moved to where Nick was standing and gave him the condoms.

“You can have all the fun you want by wearing these.” She winked at him as she sat down on the couch. Nick found all this too sexy to handle and he sat down on the couch. He never thought he would be having sex in front of his Mom, just like he never thought his Mom would be fucked in front of him.

Rosy seductively moved to the pole to begin her dance moves. “We can spare the time you spend on the pole and jump to the part where you start to please my son,” Emily said, and then she realized her mistake. She turned to Nick, who, too, was shocked and nervous at the same time.

“Oh wow, we have rare partners in crime here,” Rosy said as her lips curved up for a naughty smile. She realised the panic state in which the Mom-son duo was sitting.

She said, “Relax, guys, I won’t say this to anyone, and we are going to have so much fun. Trust me when I say that, although it’s not common, I have had my fair share of sexual experience with a Mom and her son.”

Hi readers, I’m ending part 2 here. The next part will contain more actions and twists. Until then, please send your comments and feedback to [email protected].

Guys, you need to read this story, ‘Stranger at the Wedding Reception,’ to understand Namrata’s plans for her sister’s wedding.

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Namrata stood staring with the dark of her eyeball meeting the pupil. Lust luring in her seductive eyes and provocative blush. Damn, my dick shot up, trying to tear out of my pants. She shook her head very lightly, “Bedaa.” (No) But stood her ground as I took slow steps towards her.

Her breathing increased, and her lips dried with my every step, taking me closer to her. I stopped a few inches from her. Like early morning first rays from the sun, her gaze pierced me as she looked right into me. “Now you ask, what is it? What is the use of revealing your sexy hips, ah?”

I brushed the slim bare hips with the back of my hand. Her dark mascara-coated eyelashes tried to shut her eyes half. Her mouth gasped for air, breathing out, and her head moved sideways. I grabbed her by inserting two fingers into the saree wrap and pulled into me. She moans, “Ahh.”

Lifting her chin. “Open your eyes,” I say. She opens her enticing eyes. My thumb rushes to rub her yummy lips, feeling her hunger. She drenches her lips with a quick wipe with her juicy tongue. Her eyes stared at me, and she took short, hurried breaths.

My lips could no longer wait and moved to catch her soft silky red lips. She squeezes her eyes shut. Like taking the cream out of the top of the cake I kiss her lips once. Like questioning on breaking the kiss, she opens her eyes.

I tuck some hair behind her ears, “Namrata.” She asks, “What, Madhan?” “You look so cute and pretty.” She smiles and watches my lips in anticipation. Our eyes meet deeply into each other. I move all my fingers, brushing her lips and teasing her.

My lips jump onto her lips, this time more wildly. She, too, responds with more wilderness, with her lips jumping over my lips and sucking them hurriedly. Her red lips sucked my lips and pushed her tongue into my mouth. Her hands, which were cupping my chin, move to my chest and grab my shirt.

The kiss goes on with my lips taking her tongue into mine and sucking them dry of saliva. Our noses are colliding, “Ahhh,” not able to breathe. Her mouth tasted great. I pull the saree knot on her waist and push my hand into her saree.

She continues kissing, and one of her hands moves to feel my erect rod over the pants. She breaks the kiss and expresses her hunger, “I texted you to wait, but I was not able to wait for the night, Madhan.” She pinches my cock over the pant and pulls me into her, and continues to suck my lips.

My hand inside her saree reaches her heavens door pussy. My fingers felt a small triangular-shaped trimmed poking hair just above her clitoris. I rubbed my fingers through the hair, slowly reaching down to her pussy which was wet like a juicy orange.

She stops the kiss when my fingers touch her clitoral hood and pussy lips, “Hey, Madhan,” She moans, moving backwards and falling onto the bed. She rests on the bed with her legs dangling by the sides and her feet resting on the ground.

I quickly pull my hand out of her saree to undo her saree. My lips and her pussy were desperate to meet to suck away the slimy, sticky juice. Her cell phone starts ringing. I snatched the phone from her, not allowing her to see the name of the caller.

I grabbed her small melon-sized boobs over the blouse, and my lips kissed all over her blouse. I suck her neck and insert my hand into her saree again. Her cell phone rings again. I silence the phone by pressing the power key. I noticed the pic of the caller was the boy Namrata met earlier near the stage.

I get disturbed by seeing a heart sign next to his name, Dinee. That boy was her boyfriend. What the fuck?  I showed her the caller’s name on the phone and answered the call. I kept the phone out of her reach and pressed the speaker button.

She signalled me to be quiet by placing a finger on her lips. I nod my head and signal her to speak.  As she speaks cutely to her boyfriend in the speaker, “Helloo Dinee, Tell.” I lowered her saree along with her panty from her waist to her thighs.

She stops and stares at me open-mouthed, “Hey, Yellidiya? All are waiting. Baa photo ge.” (Hey, where are you? All are waiting. Come for the photo.)

The moment she answered/wailed, “Haan, Barthinii.” (Yes, coming). I dropped my lips onto her dripping wet pussy. I locked my lips, sucking her pussy lips.

She wrapped her lower lips tightly, closing shut as her boyfriend spoke, “Neenu mele room ge hoge anta aunty helidru. Alle barthini,” (Aunty told you went to the top room. I will come there).

She anxiously shouts, “Hey beda kano. Naane bartha iddini.” (Hey, Don’t. I will come). My tongue was busy gliding through her widened pussy lips. Her pussy lips suddenly snap shut when her boyfriend tells her, “Oye naanu ade floor nal iddini.” (Oye. I am on the same floor)

Disconnecting the call, she pushes me away. Sweat beads quickly form on her forehead. She quickly pulls up and realigns her saree. She wipes the lipstick stains around her lips. She watches me and around the room with her mind searching for ways to hide me. The room had only a bed with no toilet.

He calls her again. I try to suggest something, but she covers my mouth shut and signals me to be quiet. I wonder how a woman’s brain finds believable distractions so easily. There is a knock on the door. She grabs a box and opens the door with me hiding behind the door.

She hurriedly says, “Amma(Mom) urgently needs this. Go and give this. I will be back in 5 minutes.” He seems to have taken her word as he walks with no further conversation. Closing the door, She heaves a relieved sigh.

She eyes me with a naughty smile. “Madhan, Please wait for the night. My pussy will be waiting for you,” her fingers brush my cock over the pant. I liked her fearlessness. I liked her dare to invite me in the presence of her loving boyfriend and family.

I did not utter another word. I place a peck of a kiss on her lips and step out of the room. I walked low to the underground floor and ate my dinner, with my thoughts completely occupied by Namrata. I stepped out of the function hall and walked around, waiting for the night.

The time was 10:30. I returned to the function hall. The crowded hall suddenly looked vacant, with only a few people here and there around the function hall. I occupied a seat and watched Namrata’s family posing for the photo on the stage.

When my eyes met with cutie Namrata, there was an unspoken starvation in our eyes, waiting for the night to come. “No. Don’t see. Don’t see the bride,” my mind was repeating this line. My eyes moved to Hottie Bride Vaidehi.

Fuck no! Vaidehi, too, caught my eye. I noticed a smile. I started confirming my doubts. Namrata’s bride-sister Vaidehi was indeed watching me. Did this mean Namrata and Vaidehi both knew my presence? Did both sisters plan it? Who else in Namrata’s family knew of this crazy idea?

On realization, I did not want to watch Vaidehi again. But her huge bosom, killer eyes, and shaky heavy ass were too hot to be ignored. I also had to pass the time until the completion of all activities for the wild night to start.

After some time, the cameraman started clicking romantic pics of couples from different angles. The cameraman was asking the groom to hold her, hug her, smile at her, and glance into her eyes. Fuck, Vaidehi’s expressions were too cheesy and provoking. She was a temptress. She looked damn hot.

I literally wanted to fuck her.  Unexpected of me, I started feeling possessive when the groom was holding and touching Vaidehi in the photoshoot. Damn, I wanted to grab those heavy round dusky boobs of her and suck them. Suck her wide dark, nipple mouthful.

My dick was hard in my pants. Once in a while, Vaidehi made eye contact, but she did hold onto the eye for longer. During one of the eye contact, I opened my mouth, shook my tongue, wet my lips, and bulged my eyes, indicating how hot she was.

She blushes, indicating that she has noticed my dirty signals. Vaidehi was very comfortable in her moves with the groom indicating she isn’t afraid to try kinky things. My mind started plotting ways to fuck her this night before the groom tied the Mangalsutra the next morning.

I desired to eat her tonight before the Mangalsutra stopped making her hubby eat her the next night. I knew very well Whatever the sisters had planned would only work.

What happened that night? Did I get a chance with the bride Vaidehi? Are Namrata and Vaidehi in this together?

Continued in the next part. Thank you, all ISS readers.

Hello friends, this is my first story. I am Raj (name changed for obvious reasons).

I am lean, mid 30s now, had a lot of fun in my life. Suddenly, I got the idea to write about my sext experiences and here I am.

Turning the page, I don’t forget this lady till now. This is an incident from my college days, I was studying engineering in Pune and was living in Kothrud. I was living with 2 of my friends in a house. I was the only student with 2 of my friends who were working. I usually bunk my college and do studies at home. As most of the time I was alone, I was looking for a mature woman to fuck which I never had experienced before.

Next to my apartment, there were 2 rented flats, where a marwadi couple got shifted recently. The man was a businessman and was supplying stuff to local stores and the lady of the story – Manna aunty – had wide hips, thick thighs, medium boobs sharp eyes. I noticed in her, that she seemed always looking for something around. She was always using her saree pallu on her head and it seemed they came from a village to Pune.

A few days later, my marwadi neighbour aunty was dropping her kid to school and saw me in the corridor. I was looking at her, but she was looking down and when I was about to move, I saw she was looking from the corner of her eye. This story continued for a month or so. I noticed her only at school drop time and pick up time – when she was going down via stairs and I was looking for her.

On that Friday, I remember I bunked my classes and was staying home. I read a sex story and was feeling really horny. My friends usually go early to work and around 7 am, I was waiting for the lady. I got freshened up and went downstairs where the lady dropped her kid to the van. You can imagine the urge when you get horny early morning. I started going up and down the stairs to make it feel like an exercise.

Around 8.00 am which was my marwadi neighbour aunty’s usual routine to come down, I was climbing up. Her kid was running ahead and she was trying to stop her. In this instance, her pallu dropped from her head and I noticed her brown eyes and was staring at her. She looked at me and observed me. She was blushing. I controlled myself and gave a smile.

While returning up, I caught her on the stairs and said hello. She got to blushing again, tucked her pallu in her teeth, and ran away. I was very confused. I came back to my apartment, dropped my pajamas, and started stroking my dick thinking of the marwadi lady.

I was standing on my door watching her door through the peephole. To my surprise, she opened the door, looked toward my door for a few seconds, and closed it again.

I realized that I had my chance here. I started thinking about how I can start it. Meanwhile, I cummed on the door.

Then I made a plan – during the weekend my friends will be there and so I thought about Monday.

The next day Saturday morning, I woke up around 8. We 3 usually go for breakfast at the nearby stall to have Poha. I thought to try at 8.30. I got ready and was asking my friends to come down near the bikes. The lady didn’t show up. I was really nervous and eager to get on her.

We had our breakfast and my friends were planning for a beer party in the evening.

During the day, I was going out and came back several times. My mind was always thinking of her. I heard kids chatter and immediately, I ran to the door and prepared to pretend that I was going out.

I saw my marwadi neighbour aunty standing at her door while the kid was running in the corridor. I jumped on the opportunity and started playing with her kid. She was standing and smiling. I asked the kid’s name. He was just 4 or 5, so he didn’t tell me the name. Then she spoke for the first time, “Niren is his name.” Her voice was similar to Rani Mukherjee to my surprise. I cracked a joke to her kid, he didn’t laugh but she was laughing and trying to make conversation.

She asked me whether we cooked our own food. I said no as we were eating out mostly and taking a tiffin service nearby. She told me she can supply food if we need. I told her I will talk to my friends.

Monday while going down, I caught her again on the stairs and told her both of my friends refused her food. But I had my own intentions. I said only I needed the food and she felt bad. But she agreed to give me food.

She said, “You can come over to my house for food.” I was a step ahead now. I accepted and said I will come around 12 noon. I went home again, feeling really horny, and stroked my dick to calm down a bit. I got ready. I put on my boxers and some perfume and went to her house.

Her house was neat. She said they don’t have dining and I needed to sit down. I sat down in the hall where she had kept some food items. She filled a plate and started serving me.

While chit-chatting, I asked about her husband. He worked 7-9 daily and as I noticed, they came from the village to earn some good money. She was very talkative and I was just listening and observing her. She asked about my family. She said, “Aapke to bahot sare ladki friends honge?” (Do you have many female friends?)

I understood what she meant and said, “Yes, I do. But you are the most beautiful woman than anyone.”

My marwadi neighbour aunty was blushing and tried to serve me rice. That time, her pallu dropped a little bit and I got the first glimpse of her boobs. I got my ears red. I was getting a boner. I was literally staring at her, her hip movements were making me crazy. I tried to control myself. I had my lunch and was standing up. She noticed my bulge and stopped talking. There was a long silence for a minute or so. I was really scared and said sorry. But then, I was seeing lust in her eyes. She was staring and not uttering a word. She was standing at the kitchen door and continued staring.

I gathered courage and went close to her. She looked down and again looked at me and started staring. I saw full of lust in her eyes. The lust was succumbing dominating my senses.

Suddenly, I grabbed my marwadi neighbour aunty’s boobs directly. There was a mild moan and I started kissing her. Her hot breath and lips were making me mad. I was literally shaking and pressing her boobs over the saree really hard. We were both gulping each other’s saliva.

Then I started pulling her saree down and revealing her medium-sized boobs. I grabbed her ass too and she gave a big “Aah” as I did that.

We stopped and I was hurriedly trying to get her blouse out. I got her boobs out and started eating them one by one. My married neighbour was pressing my head on her boobs. After a few minutes, I made her to touch my dick. Once she touched it, I felt enormous energy in her hands to pull my dick towards her. It was hurting me but I was out of my senses.

I got separated for a second and dropped my shorts and boxers. She was looking at the dick. I made her go down on my dick. I felt that she was doing it for the first time. After a minute, her tongue was doing the magic.

While I was pressing the marwadi neighbour’s boobs, we went to her bedroom. There was a big mattress on the floor. I pulled her on and started eating her cunt. She was not willing for it. I was eating my marwadi neighbour aunty’s cunt madly and after a few minutes, she started enjoying it and pressing my head.

Then I felt moisture coming out. I pulled back my dick’s skin and shoved in my 6.2″ in and started pumping her really hard. She was enjoying it and making “Aah ahhh” sounds, but seemed she was trying to keep her voice low.

After 8-10 minutes of rigorous pumping, I emptied my balls inside my marwadi neighbour aunty.

We were sleeping for 15 minutes, lying naked. Then we got dressed and had tea and I went back to my apartment. We kept fucking daily for a month, after which she told me she was pregnant. I somehow managed to get the baby aborted and used condoms after, but kept fucking her.

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Hi, this is Dhruv back again with the continuation of My Slutty Family series. You have been reading how my son Rohan had fucked his Mom and sister with his 7 inch fat dick. At last, I was lucky enough to find my daughter lusts over me, too, and we started to fuck.

There were days when I was still in the office or coming home when my baby girl would do a video call to me. She would be nude on the floor with her fingers in her pussy, fingering herself. She would be watching the live show of her brother fucking her Mom and finger herself.

Sometimes, their sessions used to be so hot and rough. I sometimes would stop the car in an empty lane and masturbate, watching my son fucking my wife. I would then ask my daughter to come out if their session didn’t end. I used to fuck my daughter in my car.

She used to be so horny and wet with all the fingering that he would mount on my dick and jump on it till she had her orgasm. That was my turn. I would make her come to doggy in the back seat. I pound her hard, making her scream while I drill her young pussy.

It is been 3 months since I started to fuck my daughter. These 3 months are the best of my life. As summer came in I asked my son Rohan to try some internships so he would get to know how the work culture is. What are the skills that he would be required to survive in this competitive world?

My wife was so good that she convinced her boss and got my son an internship in her own office. Now, they started to go on the bike, and I noticed my wife’s dress had changed after my son joined her office. I never stopped imagining, “Will they be making out in the office washroom?”

I know that it’s not that easy, but I always thought he could have his Mom 24/7 whenever he wanted. But a hurdle came in my way when Rohan came home one day early alone. I asked him, “Where is your Mom?” Rohan asked me to come to his room as he wanted to discuss something with me.

I went and sat on the bed while he was in the washroom. He came out and sat beside me. He was looking so happy, so I asked him what’s the matter. He said, “Dad, why did you never introduce me to your friend’s wife? What a sexy lady she is.”

I was in shock. I asked him, “What are you talking about, son? I didn’t get an opportunity, and yes, Sandhya is a sexy lady. Why are you asking me this now?”

Rohan said, “Dad, today I got a chance to visit my boss’s house. It has been two weeks that I have been working along with Mom. But I work in a godown, which is around 3 km from the office.” I said, “Okay, so what’s in that?”

He said, “Dad, usually I hand over the keys after the shift in the office. But today is a holiday, so my boss asked me to give the keys at home. That’s when I get to see Sandhya mam.”

I asked him, “So you were happy to see that sexy lady?” He said, “Yes, Dad, it’s true I am indeed happy. To my luck, she was doing some exercise when I went.”

“You should be so happy to see her sweaty body and her curves, naughty boy,” I said. “Yes, Dad, she is a hot bomb. Did you ever try to fuck your friend’s wife?” my son asked me. “No, Rohan, of course I look at her but never tried such stunts. You, too, be careful. She is your boss’s wife,” I warned him.

I was stunned by the way he was thinking. Even though I knew that my friend (my wife’s boss) was fucking my wife. I never got the thought of fucking his wife in return. But my son is planning something, I guess. I was hard thinking how he would fuck my friend’s wife Sandhya.

Sandhya is my friend’s (my wife’s boss) wife. She is one or two years younger than my wife. But she had amazing stats. I think she has 34-sized firm boobs. She wears a low neck most of the time, giving a hard-on to all seeing her cleavage.

Her waist should be around 30-32, with a deep navel and a promising 34-size ass, which jiggles as she walks. I was sitting in my room and imagining how Rohan would handle that ass of hers. Maybe Priya had got her features that made her so hot.

After a month of this discussion with my son, I was busy with my work in my cabin. That’s when I got a WhatsApp message from my son, and it was a video recording. I just opened it, as my son never sends any videos to me.

“Finally made it!” was the text message below the video. I was curious and opened the video. I was shocked to see Rohan nude and sitting. A woman was sucking his dick, taking it deep in his throat. I could see my son’s dick glistening with her saliva.

She was sucking it with full force, gagging on his dick. My son caught her hair and started to fuck her mouth from below, raising his waist off the chair. He fucked her with a few deep-throat strokes and filled her mouth with his seeds.

Once he was done cumming in her mouth, he pulled her hair hard, making her face visible to the camera. I was stunned to see who it was. It’s my friend Sandhya herself, all nude and opening her mouth, showing my son’s cum in her mouth.

I was in shock as she swallowed his cum and smiled at him, saying, “Naughty boy are you satisfied?”

Rohan smiled and said, “Not until you clean my dick off the cum, bitch.”

Sandhya said to him, “How do you want to clean your dick with my boobs or with my ass?”

“Start with your boobs and end it with your ass slut,” Rohan commanded.

Sandhya took his semi between her boobs. Wow, she had milky white boobs and dark black nipples, which are still hard. As she gave him the boob job, I saw her boobs getting red. Rohan was slapping them, making them more red and pulling her nipples.

Rohan were the sounds coming off from Sandhya’s mouth. He then asked Sandhya to turn around. Once, she turned around and bent. I could see her pink pussy still shining with the pussy juices. She spread her ass cheeks, sowing her asshole.

Rohan placed his limp dick between her ass cheeks. While she left her spread ass cheeks, making them crush his limp dick between them. She then moved her ass sexually and then said, “Happy now?”

Rohan pulled her over his lap with his hand over her boobs. He kissed her and said, “Yes, I am happy and satisfied.” Sandhya replied, “You are making my sex life so amazing. I never thought sex would be this good till now.”

The video stopped and I was hard as hell. I walked into the office washroom to relieve myself and many questions in my head. I want to confront Rohan how he succeeded in fucking my friend’s wife and making her his bitch.

Thank you for reading, and stay tuned to know how my son succeeded in fucking Sandhya and more. Let me know if you liked my experience at [email protected]. Bye.

It was easy for me to disappear among the huge crowd, like a needle in a haystack. But at night 10:30, I found it very difficult to escape from the looks of Namrata’s and the groom’s family. Just as I was avoiding the cameraman, Namrata walked right into me.

I was shaken by Namrata’s move to talk to me in the presence of her sister. She was on stage posing with the groom. It became obvious that Vaidehi knew and was part of this arrangement all along. Namrata handed me a key and said, ‘I told them you are my friend. Don’t sleep.”

She looked around and whispered, “I want the thick of your tongue to continue from where it left off when my boyfriend walked in.” She winked and blushed with the dimple on her cheek prominently beautiful.

I asked, “How long do you want me to wait, Namu? My dick is crying from the moment my eyes saw your pussy”(I brushed my dick over the pant).
Squinting her eyes, she replies, “Madhan. I, too, want you very badly now.”

She glances all around. “I will give you a call. I will come to the room when all are settled down.” She puckered her lips in an animated kiss and walked out of the frame. I pocketed the key and returned my gaze to the bride, Vaidehi. Damned, Vaidehi looked hotter than a fire.

I boldly winked and mimicked an animated kiss, watching the killer eyes of Vaidehi. Vaidehi dilated her eyes in a warning sign and broke eye contact. Before things could get chaotic in the hall filled with close family members, I decided to walk out to the room.

While in the room, I laughed, imagining my bold act of winking and mimicking a kiss to the bride during her romantic photo shoot with her husband. I even imagined her voluptuous figure, especially her huge boobs and ass. Damn, I wanted Vaidehi more than Namrata.

Knowing both sisters were in on this together, I felt kinky. I slept, massaging my thick cock with a glimmer of hope for the wildest night of my life. The clock seemed to move very slowly. I had to keep my horse dick and excitement in check.

For the first time, I was eagerly anticipating what the night had in store for me. Like all weddings, the night was as bright as day, with many relatives gossiping and staying awake. I resisted the urge to text Namrata, even at midnight. At ten minutes past twelve, Namrata texted me to open the door.

My dick twitched awake in my underwear as I jumped to open the door. Disappointingly, my dick sags back to sleep on not finding Nammu outside the door. I step out to search in the dark and desolate corridor. I called Namrata. She picked up on the first ring and said, “Hey, come down.”

I walked down the stairs and found Namrata waving me into one of the rooms on the side of the hall. I noticed that the air-conditioned rooms were allotted separately for the bride and groom. Namrata had changed into a peacock green transparent saree. It was much hotter on her milky skin.

I glanced around the hall and then sneaked into the room. The entryway had a small room with a huge mirror and makeup supplies, with lots of bags scattered around. There was another room inside with a lavish double bed and the AC running at full speed. I expected the hot bride, Vaidehi, to be around.

The bride had given her room to fuck her sister Namrata meant Vaidehi knew about this. This skyrocketed my hopes high to fuck Vaidehi. I wasted no further time. I pulled Nammu onto me. Nammu detaches herself and asks me to wait for some more time.

I waited on the bed as Namrata stepped out to the other room. After a short while, she returned and stood in the doorway, teasing me.

“Hey, Madhan,” standing at the doorway, she brushes her index finger, running through her chin and reaching her juicy lips. She rubs her juicy lips with her thumb, watching my lips with her cajoled eyes. My dick tore out of my pants, watching Namrata’s flirt.

She encircles her small melon boobs. She moves her finger onto her bare, slim hips. “Madhan, you wanted to grab this na. How do I look?” Running my fingers over my protruding cock, “See how my dick is behaving. You look. . . .”

“Enough of talks. Come here,” She shook her head sideways, signalling no. She asked angrily, “You were ogling at my sister Vaidehi. Tell me, who looks hotter? Me or her?” I dodged her question by saying, “Nammu, come here na. Let me see for myself who looks hotter.”

She replies, “No. Does that mean my sister is hotter? Then I won’t come.” She teases me, touching the sides of her small melons and asking, “If given an option, whom will you be fucking? Me or Vaidehi?”

I replied, “I will fuck both of you.” She continues to evade me, “Madhan. Choose one.” I jump out of the bed and drag Namrata onto the bed. “Madhan, speak na.” I kiss her lips and suck them before she continues talking.

She pushes my lips away and asks again, “Madhan, you like Vaidehi more than me?” I obstructed her again by locking for a kiss. This time, the kiss took its turn as she closed her eyes, enjoying the moment.

I continued to taste her juicy lips, drinking her up. My nose collided with her hoop nose ring. “Shhhhh. Ahhhh.” She hastily removed her nose ring. I pulled her chin into me and continued kissing. I dragged her tongue out of her mouth and sucked them dry.

While kissing, I parted the saree away from her shoulder. My hands grabbed her melons over the blouse. I started squeezing her boobs slowly at first. I broke the kiss, and my lips found sucking all over her face, “Ahh. Madhan.”

“Nammu, your boobs,” I squeezed them harder, and my lips sucked her neck. “Madan,” she mumbled. My lips reached her ears. She giggled. In no time, I bared her body off, every bit of cloth away. I, too, pulled away every bit of my cloth bare.

She looked very delicate with small boobs, tighter-looking pussy and fair skin. “Madhan fuck me,” she started appealing. My fingers rubbed her pussy and found it was dripping wet. I rubbed her pussy through slimy juices vigorously. “Ahh, Madhan. Fuck me.”

“Damn Nammu. Why didn’t you ask your boyfriend to fuck you tonight.” On hearing the word boyfriend, she gets angry, yelling, “Will you fuck me or not. Madhan? I am waiting. Don’t talk a single word about my sister or boyfriend.” She spreads her thighs apart and orders me, “Fuck, your Nammu now.”

I position my condom-laden dick on her sexy pussy and push my dick halfway into her. “Ah, Madhan,” she moans in pleasure. I tease her by saying, “Vaidehi is hotter than you, Namrata.” I pull out my cock and push harder into her pussy, driving my complete cock. “Ahh. No,” she yells.

“I wanted to play with Vaidehi’s huge dark nipples and dip my face between those huge ass cheeks and lick her pussy,” I continued to tempt Namrata. I pounded again into her pussy hard and with a huge thrust. I grabbed Namrata’s small boobs with both of my hands.

I said, “Vaidehi’s boobs will be much bigger and fleshier na.” Squeezing Namrata’s small melons hard, I pounded hard into her again. I tilt my head to the sexy tone, “You want this,” with my dick deep inside Namrata to find Vaidehi standing in the doorway.

Vaidehi was dressed in a baggy round-neck T-shirt. The T-shirt was long enough, covering just enough of her ass cheeks. Vaidehi walks to the restroom inside the room. Her ass cheeks swayed and shook with every step she took.

Namrata pinched my thigh, telling me, “Madhan, please don’t stop. You are mine. Fuck me.” I heard splashes of water from the washroom. In no time, Vaidehi returns to the room with a wet T-shirt and wet hair. Damn, my dick inside Namrata’s pussy hardened by watching the sexy boobs sticking tightly.

“I want to taste those yummy boobs of your sister, Vaidehi,” I pound my cock harder into Namrata.

“Madhan, I am about to cum,” Namrata utters. Watching Vaidehi, I say, “I want to eat Vaidehi’s pussy before her husband claims her tomorrow.” Vaidehi walks in front of me and climbs the bed. She sits behind the head of Namrata and watches me.

Her nipples are sharply poking out of the drenched T-shirt with no bra. Vaidehi squeezes her boobs, watching me, “You watched this all along the reception na, Madhan. Here, take it.” Vaidehi squeezes her soft huge boobs harder, tempting me.

I got wild and pounded her sister Nammu harder and harder. Nammu moans, ” Don’t stop,” she orgasmed. Nammu drew circles on my wrist while leaking her juices. I pulled out my dick and controlled myself from cumming. I broke the focus by shifting my vision away from Vaidehi.

Namrata moved to one side of the bed, sweaty and tired. Vaidehi continued to watch me with a hand on her mountainous hefty boobs. “I want your sexy thick lips to suck my dick before your husband’s dick, Vaidehi. Yes, Vaidehi, I wanted to grab those tonight.”

I grabbed her T-shirt by the neck and tried to pull her to me. She freed herself from my grip and slapped me on my cheek. I reached and grabbed those hefty boobs over the single layer of cloth and squeezed the soft cushion-like boobs. Vaidehi pushed my hands away.

“Madhan. I am engaged. This is bad. It is wrong. I am another man’s property. I shouldn’t be doing this.” She acted saying all this keeping an innocent face.  I watched her closely. I grabbed her T-shirt firmly and tore it into two pieces. Her massive dusky boobs jump out of the cage.

I quickly dug my face into her boobs and started to suck and kiss them like a hungry animal. She held my head by the hair and pushed my head deep into her massive boobs, “Ah, Madhan, slow. I know how hungry you are.” My fingers moved around her wide, dark nipples.

I pinched her nipples, drawing circles around them. Bangle-sounding delicate hands of Namrata hold my hard cock. Nammu takes my cock into her juicy mouth. I watch her mehendi-coloured hands holding my cock and taking it into her mouth like candy.

I locked my lips onto the long-awaited huge nipples of Vaidehi’s big nipples. I could feel goosebumps on Vaidehi’s massive boobs. My finger then travelled to Vaidehi’s cleanly shaved wet pussy, waiting to be eaten. Vaidehi rested her head backwards and enjoyed my lips savagely eating her boobs.

I ate her boobs unfulfillingly. Between moans, Vaidehi asks, “What else did you imagine watching me on the stage, Madhan?”

“I imagined to eat your pussy, bending you into a doggy position.”

The warm wet mouth of Nammu encircling my hard cock suddenly leaves my dick. Nammu drags me away from Vaidehi, “Madhan said. Do not forget your half-done job with my pussy. I won’t allow you.” Nammu holds my cock and shakes it vigorously, making me cum all over her fair body.

Nammu declares, “Madhan, I want to be sucked first.” Vaidehi pushes Nammu away, “He wants to eat my pussy. Stay away.” I console the fighting sisters by telling, “I will eat both of your pussies.” Both ask in unison, “How?”

I bend Vaidehi into a doggie and make Nammu sleep under her with her legs wide apart. I first kiss and slide a lick with the thick of my tongue over Namrata’s pussy. I then part the huge ass cheeks of Vaidehi and push my head deep into the dark alleyway and suck her wet pussy.

I taste Vaidehi’s slimy leak, and my lips spend more time exploring her clitoral hood, “Madhan there, don’t stop,” she moans. I lay my fingers over the pussy of Namrata and rubbed while eating Vaidehi’s pussy long until she leaked for the first time.

Upon orgasm, Vaidehi moves away and rests next to Namrata. I position myself. I wipe Vaidehi’s juice-laid lips and then lock with Namrata’s pussy lips. I sucked Nammu’s pussy longer until she relieved her second orgasm. I banged Vaidehi, bending her into a doggie and pumping her pussy hard.

Damn feels so good to fuck a fleshy ass in a doggie with spanks in between. “Vaidehi, this will be the dirtiest night and the wildest pounding you will ever have. Damn bitch,” I banged her with all my force and thrust, breaking Vaidehi’s pussy.

I left the bride’s room after another round with Namrata. Namrata slept along with me all night in my room. We slept nude with our warm bodies stuck with each other at 4 in the morning. I open the door for the knock. I find Vaidehi who is about to be wedded that day.

She rushes inside and hugs me tightly. I want to sleep with you sometime. She removes all her cloth and sleeps on the other side of me, pressing her huge boobs onto me. She sleeps, hugging me tightly. I woke up Vaidehi at 4:30, asking her to go to her room.

The story ends here.

Thank you, all ISS readers.

This is my first story in English. As I am not very good at English, I apologize in advance. It was February and I went to Jaipur to attend my friend’s wedding. To make the story short, I will just brief you on the situation. The wedding was organized in a “Samudaik Bhawan/club” which was 5-6 km from my friend’s house. All rituals were done at his home, and only the wedding was organized in the Bhawan.

Since my friend had a joint family, they gave me a room in the Bhawan itself as their house was too crowded with relatives. Generally, I used to stay in their house the entire day and would come back to my room in the evening to sleep.

Let’s jump to the wedding day. Everyone in my friend’s family was quite friendly to me by then as I came 2 days in advance, plus I danced a lot in the rituals. Once the dinner started, most of my friend’s relatives had food and went back to their house as it was growing colder. Only the close ones who were needed in any rituals stayed in the garden of the Bhawan.

As the night grew, it started getting colder and colder. I saw my friend’s bhabhi covering her infant with a thin shawl.

“Bhabhi, why don’t you go back home? The child may get cold here, I said.

She replied, “I have some rituals to do here. When everyone was leaving, I tried to give him to my mother-in-law, but he cried a lot and didn’t leave me.”

RK, your room is upstairs only, can you take the child to your room? He is already asleep,” said Riddhi, my friend’s cousin. My friend used to call me ‘RK’, so everyone started calling the same.

“I can, but what if by chance he gets up in between and doesn’t find any known face? He will get scared,” I said.

“Riddhi, why don’t you go with him? Anyways, you don’t have any work for the rest of the wedding here,” bhabhi said.

I unlocked my room. Riddhi laid the baby and covered it with the blanket.

“Thank you”, Riddhi said.

“For what?”

“I was feeling very cold out there in this lehnga” my friend’s cousin sister replied and went straight to the bathroom. Meanwhile, I removed my shoes and covered my legs with the blanket.

“What a relief, I was holding my pee for a long time”, Riddhi said after coming out of the washroom. I came out of the blanket and offered her to get into it, while I sat on the chair.

She got inside the blanket and said, “You too come in the blanket.” She insisted, so I too joined her inside the blanket. We were sitting so close to each other that our faces were almost adjacent to each other. I felt her soft hair brushing against my cheek. She felt a little nervous and moved her head away.

After a few minutes, I decided to break the silence. “ Why do you wear lehnga in this winter??”

She smiled and said, “For the pics. Every girl wants to look beautiful at a marriage function.”

“And sexy too,” I replied. This opened up the conversation and we talked about various things and shared many secrets about ourselves.

I got up to adjust the small opening of the window through which cold air was coming. While getting up, I accidentally pressed her thighs over the blanket. Her body jerked and she shrieked slightly! She looked downwards immediately and then blushed. It was such a cute expression that I couldn’t resist myself.

“I am sorry, I didn’t know your legs were there under the blanket,” I said. She kept looking downwards and replied, “It’s okay.”

I accidentally asked, “Do you want me to rub it?”

She hesitated for a moment and finally said, “No, thanks” and blushed.

She herself was looking like a bride to me. A young woman, around 22 or 23, was dressed in a light pink lehenga that hugged her curves, making them stand out. Her lips were painted a soft pink, and her big black eyes twinkled playfully. She wore just a little jewelry and had curly hair with gajraa tucked in on one side. Her hands were adorned with bangles, each one decorated with intricate mehndi designs. The room was filled with her enticing fragrance, and I couldn’t help but stare at her with longing.

She caught me staring and let out a throaty laugh, “What’s wrong, RK?”

I was not able to make out what my friend’s cousin sister was up to. I took out my phone and opened the gallery app. “Want to see the pics of today’s wedding?” I asked.

She nodded. I scrolled through the pictures and showed them to her one by one while slowly coming close to her. While showing a picture of her cousin, I told her, “I think your sister is hot.”

“What do you like in her?” she asked.

“Her lips and eyes”, I replied.

“Just that? Come on!” she said without thinking.

“Yes, what do you mean?” I asked.

“Nothing. Nothing,” she tried to cover up. Was that a deliberate signal? Or did she simply say it unintentionally?

I took the risk and added, “Oh yes, her boobs are big, but I like firm boobs, like yours,” I replied.

She understood what I meant and blushed again. “I don’t believe that boys like smaller boobs.” (Surprisingly, she took the conversation ahead.)

“Who said you have small boobs? They are of perfect size,” I replied and looked at her boobs from the corner of my eyes. She hit me playfully and laughed, “I didn’t know you were so direct!” She was enjoying the attention.

“Look, you have to be a little brave when talking to such a cute girl”, I said.

She smiled and looked at me. “So, you’re flirting too, looks like you need something from me?”

“Ï am dying to see them right now,” I replied lower my eyes to my friend’s cousin’s boobs. She turned red and said covering her cleavage, “I don’t know, if you are kidding or serious, but Ï am not going to do that”. She was still smiling but avoiding eye contact. “Ï was kidding”, I lied.

I looked at her, hoping she’d look back, but she didn’t. “What’s up?” she asked with a smile, still not looking at me. I grabbed her hand and tried to pull her closer in a playful way. She resisted a bit but then gave in. When she leaned forward, she turned her face away. I whispered in her ear, “I want to kiss you right now.”

“I am not letting you do that,” she blushed and said.

“I don’t care,” I replied and kissed her neck.

She was surprised but didn’t object. I continued kissing her neck and moving upwards towards her ears and her earrings. A strand of hair fell on her face, I romantically tugged it behind her ears and caressed her cheeks and lips. Then I tried to reach her lips, but she turned her face. I kissed her shoulder and neck and put my arm around her neck over to the other shoulder.

After that, I let her breathe for a minute and then kissed her again on the cheeks. This time, I placed my lips on hers and as she turned her face, our lips brushed. I followed her face and started sucking her lips and kissed her. While kissing, I put my hands around her waist and pulled her even closer to me. I could feel her nipples hardening against my chest. She broke the kiss and said, “That’s enough, I don’t want to go further.”

My friend’s cousin was breathing heavily and closed her eyes. I kissed her cheeks again.

“Please RK, let’s not go any further! I just wanted to kiss you and nothing more,” she said innocently.

“What?” I asked.

She said, “Look, I wanted to kiss you as I was having a little fantasy of some intimacy in marriage functions due to the stories that I have heard. And as you are the only one whom no one knows here, I just wanted to take a chance on you so I came here. It’s stupid of me, but..” I held her face in my hand.

“Then let me show you what a kiss is,” I said.

I went close to her lips but didn’t touch and waited as she closed her eyes. Our warm breaths were hitting each other’s lips. She slowly opened her eyes. I placed my lips on hers and slowly started to lick it. I grabbed her upper lips and started sucking it while my hands moved towards her neck and caressing it. Slowly, I was alternately sucking her lower lips and upper lips while my hands were all over her backless blouse and neck. She started to open her mouth from moaning and took this opportunity and use my tongue passionately to reach her tongue and lips.

I kissed her nose and forehead before breaking the kiss completely. I held her tightly in my arms and let her relax for a minute or two. Her lipstick was gone and her lips were softer than an infant. Then I started kissing her again but she was still not responding enough.

I kissed her cheeks and chin. Slowly, I started going lower till I reached her collarbone. There I stopped and kissed her cleavage. She gasped softly and closed her eyes again. I continued kissing and licking her cleavage and went down till I reached her belly button. I circled my tongue around her navel and made her squirm in my arms. I lifted her blouse slightly and put my hands inside to undo her bra hooks.

She stopped me and said, “I won’t undress myself. You can do whatever you want, but no undressing, please.”

I smiled and started caressing my friend’s cousin sister’s boobs over her blouse. They were perfectly round and firm. I squeezed them lightly and then massaged them. She was breathing heavily and closing her eyes every time I kissed her anywhere. I slowly moved around her breast and kissed her exposed skin wherever possible. She moaned softly every now and then.

Then I started sucking her nipples over her blouse. I caught her one leg and pulled her towards me and came over her with my erect penis hitting her thighs over our clothing. I kissed her on her lips and then sucked her lower lip. She responded well this time and kissed me passionately. Our tongues intertwined together and I could feel her wet saliva. She parted her lips and let out another soft moan. I lowered my hand and caressed her ass over her clothes. Ohh god! They were so soft.

I slid my hand further down and cupped her pussy over the lehenga. She gasped softly. I started rubbing her pussy over the cloth.

She spread her legs slightly to accommodate my hand. I increased my pace and rubbed harder. She moaned louder this time. I stopped and lifted her legs wide apart, due to which her lehenga slid down, exposing her creamy thighs and panties.

“What are you doing?!” she said pretending to be angry. “I said NO UNDRESSING!”

“I am not undressing you, baby. I have not untied your lehenga!”

She closed her eyes in shyness and just nodded. I placed my hands under her legs and began rubbing her inner thigh and occasionally kissing and licking it.

I moved upwards towards my friend’s cousin sister’s pussy. She gasped softly and arched her pelvis upwards to allow me better access. Her panties were already wet. I caressed her slit through her panties and then removed my hand. She looked at me with pleading eyes.

“It’s enough, I think we should stop now” she requested. But she was not resisting.

I smiled and kissed her on her lips again. Then I placed my lips back on her thighs. I moved upwards again till I reached her panty line. I could smell her musky scent. I bent down and ran my tongue along her slit over her panty while my one hand was massaging her boobs. She arched her pelvis upwards again and moaned softly, “OOhhhhh Goodd!!”

I continued running my tongue over her slit. She closed her eyes and threw her head backward. I put my hands beneath her hips and lifted them off the bed slightly. Then parted her legs wider and started eating her pussy over the panties. She moaned loudly and started rubbing her legs on my back. I licked her slit and flicked my tongue over her clit.

After a moment, I stood up and removed my t-shirt and jeans. I removed my underwear next and walked back to the bed naked. “Wait wait wait… I can’t let you fuck me!” she started to cover herself.

“Are you not enjoying it?” I asked.

“I am enjoying it but I can’t let you fuck me at any cost”.

I saw the situation moving out of hand.

“Ok cool, I will not fuck you, but please, let me eat your pussy,” I pleaded.

She was staring at my tool with lust in her eye, it was fully erect. “But first, wear your underwear, I can’t trust you” she spoke, regaining her awareness and I followed suit, pleased to accept whatever she was willing to give.

She gently spread her legs again, I grabbed her panties and lowered it.

“What are you doing, bastard?” she said. “

Please let me eat it naked. I promise I will not do anything else.”

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. But the hunger in my eyes must have been too much for her to resist.

With a hesitant nod, she gave me permission and let me lower her panties till her knees. I raised her legs and got my face in between them over her pussy.

I flicked my tongue over her clit repeatedly. She moaned louder and was massaging her boob herself through her blouse. I took the chance to insert one of my hands into her blouse and started caressing her nipple with my thumb. Finally, she threw her head backward and started pushing her hips towards my mouth and caressing my hair.

I spread Riddhi’s pussy lips with my fingers and started licking her hole. I stuck my tongue inside her pussy and tasted her juices, moving my tongue inside her cunt faster and faster. She was on cloud 9 now. “Uuuuu fuuucckkkkk..” While with the other hand, I was squeezing her nipples, she was enjoying the pain.

I raised my head and looked into her eyes. They were half open and filled with lust. She was breathing heavily and biting her own lips. I licked her pussy again and then parted her lips with my fingers. I inserted one finger inside her pussy and moved it in and out. She moaned louder again, “Ooohh rrrkkkkk!!! please!!”

I bent down and licked her pussy again. I slowly pulled down my underwear and took out my erect cock while my tongue was fucking her pussy. I held her one leg up and slowly inserted the tip of my dick inside her pussy. She gasped loudly and opened her eyes. She looked at my dick entering her pussy and was shocked. But she didn’t stop me.

So I continued inserting my dick inside her pussy. Finally, I managed to get my full length inside her pussy. I looked at her face again. She said, “But we don’t have protection.”

I pulled my dick halfway out and then slammed it back inside her. My friend’s cousin sister moaned loudly with her eyes almost popping out.

“Ahhhhhh…” she had tears in her eyes.

“I have a packet of condoms which I bought for my friend for his first night,” I whispered in her ears and started kissing her neck. She was relieved.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

“Wait, let me take the call.”

I looked at the phone, it showed ‘Maa’ calling.

I released her from my grip. It was her mother calling, to check her and the baby’s status. She assured her mother that everything was fine and the baby was sleeping peacefully. She behaved as if nothing had happened. I felt embarrassed, I excused myself and headed to the bathroom to masturbate while she was still on call.

After a minute, someone opened the washroom door as I had not locked it. It was Riddhi. My friend’s cousin sister looked at me with lusty eyes and said “Please,” she whispered hoarsely. “FUCK ME”

I was surprised and speechless. She stepped into the washroom, “You have condoms, right?” I nodded.

“Get them” she commanded.

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Is dare bare game ke chakar mein ek fayada toh hua. Aur itne barson ki meri khawaish puri hui. Nidhi aur Pankhuri ne milkar apni kunwari choot mere naam kardi. Aur dono ko maine flat ke chhat par lejakar khule aam unki chudai ki.

Par is dare ke chakar mein hum baal baal bach gaye the. Warna guard ne toh hum teeno ke aise nangi chhat par dekh hi liya tha. Hum teeno ka iss baat se daar bhi lag raha tha.

Par fir Nidhi aur Pankhuri mein challenge lag gaya ki kaun jyada risky dare kar sakta hai. Ab in dono ke dare ke chakkar mein na jaane kahan aur kya kya dare karne ko kahengi.

Ye soch kar hi mujhe andar hi andar bada maza aa raha tha. Fir kya agle din raat ka intezar hum teeno karne lage. Ab dare chunne ki bari Nidhi ki thi. Par ye dare sirf Pankhuri ke liye tha. Mujhe toh baas uss dare mein Pankhuri ki video record karni thi.

Pankhuri – Thik hai Nidhi ab baata bhi do main bhi toh dekhun kitna risky hai tumhara dare.

Nidhi – Accha ji toh dare ye hai didi ko tumhen raat ko thik 12 baje niche parking tak jaana hai. Aur hamari car ke bonnet par let kar apni photoshoot karwani hai. Wahan car par 5 photo click karni hai woh bhi alag alag pose mein aur mujhe bhejni hai. Ye photo ap nahi bhaiya ko click karna hai.

Pankhuri – Baash itni si dare.

Nidhi – Haa hai. Abhi khatam kaha hua hai. Ye photo mujhe bhejne ke baad mujhe pasand bhi anne chahiye. Jaab tak 5 photo mujhe pasand nahi aate tab tak phtooshoot band nahi hoga.

Nidhi – Aur haan ek chiz batana toh bhul gayi didi. Apke badan par ek dhaaga tak nahi hoga. Toh niche parking mein apko apni nangi phtoshoot karwani hai. Ab bolo didi ye dare kaisi lagi. Hai na ekdum assan?

Pankhuri – Nidhi, ye kya hai? Wahan koi bhi aa sakta hai. Ye main kaise karungi?

Nidhi – Kya hua didi itni assan dare app nahi kar payogi? Ye toh maine socha bhi nahi tha.

Main – Nidhi, ye bohut risky hai sach mein. Par haan maza ayega Pankhuri kya kehti ho.

Nidhi – Mujhe toh bohut maza ayega. Didi ka pata nahi.

Nidhi toh bohut excited thi Pankhuri ko ye dare dekar. Par mujhe nahi laga tha Pankhuri ye dare karegi.

Pankhuri – Thik hai, Nidhi, tumhari ye dare manjur hai mujhe. Baas ab apne dare ke liye ready rehna.

Fir kya raat ke 12 jaise hi baja, Pankhuri ne apne saare kapde utar diye. Woh puri nangi ho chuki thi.

Pankhuri – Chaalo bhaiya apki model ready hai. Aajo aaj Nidhi ko apni nangi photoshoot dikhate hai.

Fir kya dono sidhiyoon se dheere dheere parking tak janne lagte hai. Jaise hi hum 1st floor tak pahunchte hai. Pankhuri mujhe niche jakar check karne ko kehti hai. Aur main aisa hi karta hun. Par wahan koi nahi tha.

Main ishare se Pankhuri ko niche aanne ko kehta hun. Aur woh jaldi se akar meri white color ki car ke bonnet par chaadkar let jaati hai aur ek sexy sa pose deti hai. Parking light acche se Pankhuri ke nange jism par paad rahi thi.

Pankhuri – Bhaiya jaldi karo. Apni behan ki izzat dao par laagi hai. Jaldi karo na please. Koi aa gaya toh meri izzat gayi.

Fir kya main Pankhuri ko alag alag pose dene ko kehta hun. Woh kabhi car ke sahare khadi ho jaati hai. Toh kabi car ke aage apne pair phelakar beth jaati hai. Main uske alag alga photo bhejta hun.

Par Nidhi ko bass uski 4 photo hi pasand atta hai. Aur woh 1 aur photo uthane ko kehti hai. 15-minute se humdono wahan the. Hamen daar bhi bohut lag raha tha par Pankhuri ko toh dare complete karna tha. Woh ab mujbur thi Nidhi ki baat manne ko.

Fir kya woh mujhe car ka doe khone ko kehti hai. Aur andar jakar ek mast sa pose deti hai. Par woh bhi Nidhi ko pasand nahi aata. Fir kya Pankhuri car ki seat pa beth jaati hai. Aur car drive karne ka pose deti hai.

Main – Nidhi, ab baas bhi karo ye photo toh pakka select karna hoga. Adha ghanta ho chuka hai, koi dekh lega.

Fir kya woh haan karti hai. Par fir jaan kar mere car ka alaram on kar deti hai.

Pankhuri – Nidhi, pagal ho kya.

Ab kya humdono wahan se car ke pass se jaldi se haatte hai aur jaldi se daudthe hue sidiyon se upar bhagne lagte hai.

Guard bhi daudta hua aata hai. Par isse pehle ki uski nazar humdono par padti hum jaa chuke the. Pankhuri toh daudti hui ek minute mein hi 8th floor tak pahunch jaati hai.

Fir kya guard mujhe call karta hai. Aur kehta hai, “Lagta hai kisi billi ne car ka alarm baja diya hoga.” Main usse kehta hun, “Haan kaafi badi bili thi shayad.”

Woh good night bolta hai aur main phone rakh deta hun.

Pankhuri – Nidhi dimag kharab tha kya tumhe alarm on kar diya. Chahti kya thi apne behan ko aisa fasata hai koi.

Nidhi – Mazzak kari thi didi

Pankhuri – Mazzak! Waise toh ye mazzak ke chakkar mein kitna bhage hum dono. Par maza aya Nidhi tumhari ye dare.

Ab toh Pankhuri ki baari thi. Nidhi toh abhi se daar rahi thi.

Pankhuri – Kya hua Nidhi. Ab meri baari. Kyun daar toh nahi lag raha hai na.

Nidhi – Haan ab thoda lag raha hai. Didi, main apki chotti behan hun na. Kya aap mujhse badla logi.

Pankhuri – Nahi bass challenge dungi meri pyari behan. Tumhe jyada kuch nahi karna tumhe toh nangi hokar bhi niche nahi jaan. Baas ye sexy si tranparent lace lingeri pehen sidhiyon par 1 ghante ke liye khada rehna hai.

Nidhi – 1 ghante. Chahe toh puri raat khada karwalo didi.

Pankhuri – Twist toh sun lo, Nidhi. Tumhare ankh par paati bandhi hogi. Aur bhaiya tumhare haath aur paair dono sidiyon par bandh denge. Woh bhi 5th floor par.

Pankhuri – Ab kya hua, Nidhi. Dare pasand nahi aya kya. Mere wale se toh assan hi hai. Kyun.

Nidhi – Didi, thoda rehem karo. 1 ghante mein toh koi bhi aa sakta hai. Itna risk kyun lena.

Pankhuri – Accha ji jaab mujhe parking tak bheja tha. Main toh tumhe 5th floor tak hi bej raha hun woh bhi kapdo ke saath. Haan kapde naam ke honge par haa toh.

Main – Come on Nidhi 1 ghanta toh yun hi beet jayega. Haan agar daar na lage toh.

Nidhi – Didi dekho na bhaiya kaise dara rahe hai. Wahan akeli hungi main aise hi daar lag raha hai.

Pankhuri – Haan woh theek hai par daar kyun kare rahe ho 1 bajne wala hai neend bhi aa rahi hai. Kahin tumhe wahan bandh kar hum galti se so na jayen. Challo jaldi karo.

Main – Aao na Nidhi tumhe apne haathon se ye lingerie pehna do.

Fir kya maine Nidhi ko apne haathon se nanga kiya aur. Woh sexy si lignerie uske badan par pehna diya. Aur Nidhi ko 5th floor par bandhne laga.

Main – Best off luck, Nidhi. Baas dua karo koi aa na jaye.

Nidhi – Bhaiya. Pakka aoge na 1 ghante mein. Apni behan ki izzat bacha lena.

Maine uske haath wahan sidiyon par bandh diye aur uski akhon par paati bandh di. Waah kya nazara tha. Sach mein koi aa gaya toh Nidhi ko patta bhi nahi chalega kaun usse chod gaya.

Maine Nidhi ko bye kaha aur wahan se challa aya. Maine wahan par ek camera laga diya tha takai uski tadpte hue dekh sakon. Ab kya Nidhi ki live recording hum dekhne lage.

Main ab jaan kar Nidhi ke pass chupke se gaya. Aur bina kuch kahe. Uski panty ke upar se hi uski choot ko kiss karne laga.

Nidhi – Nahi kaun hai. Please nahi. Na bhaiya ye aap ho na. Main janti hun. Aise mazak koi karta hai.

Main kuch nahi kehta. Usse aise tadpane mein bohut maza aa raha tha. Maine ab uski gori makhmali jhangon ko kiss kiya. Uski tadap dekhne layak thi. Fir kya maine uski boobs ko uske bra par se hi dabane laga.

Nidhi – Bhaiya aap hi ho na main jaanti hun. Par aap bol kyun nahi rahe ho. Kyun dara rahe ho. Mujhe sachmuch kuch nahi dikh raha hai.

Main ab dheere se uski bra utar deta hun. Woh baas wahan bandi machalti rehti. Dil toh kar raha tha fir se uski wahan chudai karon. Main ab uski panty ko dono aur se pakda aur dheer dhere uske badan se utaarne laga.

Woh toh halki halki siskiya le rahi thi. Mujhse ab raha nahi gaya. Aur maine uski choot ko chatna challu kiya. Woh anhen bharti hui chupchaap wahan khadi thi. Woh chilla bhi nahi sakti thi.

Main bhi chup tha. Aur woh daar rahi thi. Akhon mein paati bandhi honne ke karan usse kuch nahi dikh raha tha. Woh aab puri nangi ho chuki thi. Uska ye nanga badan dekh main khud ko rok nahi paya.

Aur fir kya tha mera lund uski choot mein hota hai. Aur main fir se aise khuleaam sidhiyon par hi uski chudai karne lagta hun. Aur apna sara paani uske badan par uski chuchiyon par nikal deta hun.

Tabi alarm baaj jaata hai. Main uska haath ki raasi dheli kar deta hun aur wahan se bhaag kar upar aaa jata hun. Main apna phone bhi wahan se le aata hun. Kya din tha aaj. Nidhi ki aise dare toh sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha.

Main aab Pankhuri ko niche bhejta hun. Aur woh jaise hi pahunchti hai. Toh Nidhi apne ek haath ki raasi khol chuki thi. Pankhuri uske baaki bache rassi nikalti hai aur uski ankhon ki paati bhi haata deti hai.

Pankhuri – Yeh kya Nidhi tumhari lingerie kahan hai. Tum toh puri nangi ho kar bandhi thi.

Nidhi – accha natak hai didi. Bhaiya ne mauke ka fyada uttha mujhe yahan nanga kar meri bra panty le gaye. Sach didi bohut maaza aya asse bondage sex karne mein. Dil toh kara raha tha ki yahan aise hi bandhi rahoon aur bhaiya se aise hi chudia karwati rahoon.

Pankhuri – Bhaiya aye the. Dimag toh thik hai. Woh toh mere saath hi room par the. Hum dono toh tv dekh rahe the.

Nidhi – Aisa darao maat didi. Mujhe pata hai tum natak kar rahi ho.

Pankhuri – Thik hai pehle yahan se challo toh. Mujhe daar lag raha hai.

Tabhi niche se kiske gaadi ki awaaz aati hai. Nidhi ab saach main darne lagti hai. Usse ab thoda doubt hone lagta hai ki kahin kissi aur ne toh uski jawani ka maza nahi loot liya.

Nidhi aur Pankhuri darti hui jaldi se room mein aa jaati hai. Main jaan kar sonne ki acting karne lagta hun.

Nidhi – Bhaiya ye natak band karoo na mujhe kyun dara rahe ho. Niche aap hi the na. Main janti hun.

Main – He bhagwan Nidhi. Tumhari bra panty kidhar hai.

Nidhi – Apke pass kahan chupaya hai meri woh lingerie. Mujhe bohut pasand hai woh.

Main – thik hai maine hi chupaya hai. Khoj lo toh ek phone gift karunga. Nidhi ye hua. Ab kya karenge Nidhi tumhari jawani ka maza kisne chaak liya Nidhi. Nahi li tumhari lingerie. Ruko tumhen yakin nahi hai na toh Pankhuri ke mobile ki recording check kar lete hai.

Nidhi ka chehra ab sharm se laal ho chuka tha. Woh puri udaas ho kar tension mein thi. Usse ab lagne laga tha ki pakka kisi aur ne hi uska fyada uthakar uske izzat se khela hai. Woh ab ronne lagti hai.

Pankhuri – Ro maat Nidhi kuch nahi hua. Tumne jaan kar toh ye nahi kiya. Ab dare men ye risk toh rehta hi hai.

Maine ab usse recording dikhayi. Aur woh dekhti hai. Ki kaise uske badan se koi uski bra uthar raha hai. Par fir jaise hi woh chehra dekhti hai. Woh mujhe marne lagti hai. Uska rona ab jakar band hota hai.

Nidhi – Bhaiya didi. Jao main baat nahi karti. Koi aise darata hai. Mujhe toh lagne laga tha meri izzat gayi. Kisne mera saath ye saab kiya hai. Uff. Baal baal bach gayi main. Maza aya didi.

Nidhi – Bhaiya roz aise hi mujhe akhon mein paati bandh kar meri chudai karoge na.

Main – Dekh rahe ho na Pankhuri abhi toh ro rahi thi. Aur ab roz aise hi karne ko keh rhai hai. Aaj bach gayi Nidhi. Haar roz thode hi main hoonga.

Nidhi – Toh kya hua koi aur apni behan ki jawani ka maza loot lega toh kya hua.

Ndihi ab normal ho jaati hai. Uski ye madmast chudai. Uska ye dare mujeh bohut maza aya. Meri ek aur fantasy puri ho gayi. Main toh kabse usse aise sidhiyon par ankh par paati bandh kar chodna chahta tha. Kya chudai hui thi uski.

Ab meir baari thi dare dene ki. Par maine jaan kar Nidhi ko hi dare chunne ko kaha. Main jaanta tha ki woh aur jyada risky dare hi chunnegi. Aur woh karti bhi aisa hi hai.

Ushne kya dare chuann tha ye jaana hai toh next part jarur padhe. Ye dare sabse jyada risky honne wala tha. Hamari kismat humpar kaab tak meherban rehne wali thi next part mein jarur padhe.

The warm golden sun caressed Riya’s curvy body as she stepped out of the taxi. Her traditional saree draped seductively over her ample bosom. Her lustrous black hair shimmered in the sunlight. Her deep brown eyes sparkled with excitement for the adventure that lay ahead.

“Welcome to Zostel Resort, Gokarna,” the receptionist greeted her with a smile as Riya approached the front desk.

“Thank you,” Riya responded, her sultry voice filled with anticipation. She checked in swiftly, eager to settle into her room and explore the tropical paradise.

Riya’s luxurious room was an inviting haven of comfort, adorned with plush linens and exotic furnishings. The ocean breeze wafted through the open balcony doors, carrying with it the scent of salt and sea. She unpacked her belongings.

Riya couldn’t help but feel a thrilling sense of freedom. A primal desire to indulge her instincts and unleash her inner seductress.

“Time to see what this place has to offer,” Riya thought, slipping on her sandals and heading out to explore the resort.

The Zostel Resort was a labyrinth of lush gardens, sparkling pools, and cosy lounging areas. Each offers a unique experience catered to the guests’ desires. With every step, the soft sand beneath her feet seemed to beckon her further into the enchanting oasis.

Riya wandered along the winding paths. The sound of laughter and conversation filled the air, mingling with the crashing of waves against the shore. She could feel the gentle brush of palm fronds against her skin and taste the sweetness of tropical flowers. As if nature itself was urging her to let go of her inhibitions.

“Would you like a drink, ma’am?” a handsome bartender asked, his eyes lingering on the tantalizing swell of her breasts.

“Sure, something fruity and refreshing,” Riya replied.

Her warm gaze met his as she accepted the colourful cocktail. Taking a sip of the drink, she revelled in the icy liquid sliding down her throat, cooling her. She imagined how it would feel to share this intimate pleasure with someone else.

To quench their thirst while satisfying her own primal needs.

“Thank you,” she murmured, her voice low and sensual, before continuing her exploration of the resort.

Drawn by the irresistible call of the ocean, Riya made her way to the beach. The sight of the endless waters stretching out before her was breathtaking. She felt an irresistible yearning to dive into its depths and lose herself in the embrace of the sea.

“Excuse me,” a deep voice called out, capturing Riya’s attention. Turning her head, she spotted a well-built man with sun-kissed skin and a charming smile. “Would you like some company?”

Riya hesitated for a moment, considering the offer. Ultimately, though, she decided to follow her instincts, seeking out a connection that went beyond physical attraction. With a polite smile, she declined the invitation, feeling a renewed sense of purpose.

“Maybe next time,” she said softly. Her eyes fixed on the horizon, ready to continue her journey and discover what new experiences awaited her.

Riya’s hips swayed as she strolled along the sun-kissed sands. Her deep brown eyes scanned the vibrant beach scene. The salty sea breeze caressed her voluptuous curves, wrapped sensually in a traditional saree that left little to the imagination.

Her full breasts heaved with each breath, like an irresistible siren song beckoning men to her side.

“Hey there, beautiful,” a chiselled surfer winked, attempting to capture Riya’s attention. His words seemed to echo as other interested males approached, all vying for her affection.

“Sorry, boys,” Riya thought with a sultry smile, “I’m on the hunt for something deeper.”

Her gaze fell upon Akash. He sat alone under the shade of a palm tree, immersed in the pages of The Alchemist. The sight of him stirred an unexpected fire within Riya. A yearning for connection and understanding transcended mere physical attraction.

“Hi,” she purred, approaching Akash with a warm, inviting smile. “That’s quite an interesting book you’re reading. What do you think of it so far?”

Akash glanced up, his eyes widening at the vision of sensual desire before him. He stuttered slightly, clearly flustered by Riya’s presence. “Uh, yeah, it’s really good. It’s about following your dreams and listening to your heart.”

Riya leaned in closer, her intoxicating scent mingling with the sea air. “That’s beautiful,” she murmured. “Listening to our hearts can be so difficult sometimes, don’t you think? Especially when we’ve been hurt.”

“Yeah,” Akash agreed, his voice shaky yet honest. “I recently went through a breakup. It’s been tough trying to figure out what my heart wants now.”

Riya reached out and placed a comforting hand on his, her touch gentle yet electrifying. “I’m so sorry to hear that,” she cooed. “It’s important to give yourself time to heal and rediscover who you are.”

Akash looked into Riya’s compassionate eyes, feeling a sense of safety and understanding wash over him. At this moment, he knew he had found something special. A connection that transcended the physical realm, born from empathy and genuine care.

“Thank you, Riya,” he whispered, his heart swelling with gratitude. Little did he know that this was just the beginning of their journey together.

Riya’s heart raced as the wind playfully tossed her silky black hair, framing her sultry brown eyes. She marvelled at how easily she and Akash had connected over their shared experiences. Opening up to one another like long-lost friends.

The sun cast a golden glow on their faces as they sat side by side on the sandy beach. Their conversation flowed effortlessly.

“Isn’t it funny how life works?” Riya mused, her voice soft and sensual as it danced upon the ocean breeze. “We both ended up here, at this beautiful resort, seeking some sort of solace from our pasts.”

Akash nodded, his gaze fixed on the shimmering waves before them. “It’s true. I never thought I’d find someone who could understand me so well. It’s comforting, somehow.”

“Comfort is essential, especially when you’re trying to heal,” Riya agreed, her tender words wrapped in a seductive embrace. “And sometimes, sharing our deepest fantasies can bring us closer together, don’t you think?”

Akash hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to reveal such intimate desires. Feeling emboldened by Riya’s warm presence, he finally opened up. “Well, there is something that I’ve always wanted to experience. But my ex-girlfriend wasn’t open to it.”

“Tell me,” Riya urged, her curiosity piqued. Her nurturing instincts were aroused, eager to provide solace and understanding to this wounded soul beside her.

“Promise you won’t judge me?” Akash asked, vulnerability shining in his eyes.

“Of course not,” Riya reassured him, her tone sultry yet sincere.

“Okay,” Akash began, taking a deep breath. “I’ve always wanted my girlfriend to give me a blowjob and drink my cum afterwards. It’s just something that I’ve always fantasized about.”

Riya listened attentively, her eyes locked on Akash’s as she absorbed his confession. She could sense the depth of his longing. The raw vulnerability that lay behind such a seemingly taboo desire.

“Thank you for sharing that with me,” she replied, her voice laced with understanding and compassion. “I can see how much it means to you.”

Akash exhaled in relief, feeling as though a weight had been lifted from his chest. “Thank you for listening,” he said softly, his eyes gleaming with gratitude. “I didn’t expect to find someone who would be so open and accepting.”

“Sometimes, life surprises us in the most beautiful ways,” Riya whispered, her gaze tenderly caressing his face as if to say, ‘I’m here for you, no matter what.’

The sun dipped below the horizon. Riya and Akash continued to explore each other’s minds and hearts. Their connection grew stronger with each passing moment.

Riya’s gaze fell upon the crashing waves, the ocean’s rhythmic dance reflecting the tumultuous emotions within her. She felt a deep connection to Akash. She couldn’t ignore the desire to comfort him in his time of need.

“Would you like me to fulfil that fantasy for you, Akash?” Riya asked, her voice sultry with a hint of motherly care.

Akash’s eyes widened, and he hesitated before responding. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel obligated.”

“Trust me, I want to do this for you,” Riya reassured him, her hand gently caressing his cheek. “I can sense how much it means to you.” Her eyes burned into his, passion and understanding intermingling.

“Alright,” Akash agreed, his voice barely a whisper as anticipation coursed through him.

Together, they ventured away from the beach, seeking a secluded spot among the lush foliage that surrounded the resort. The scent of wildflowers and ocean air enveloped them, heightening their senses. They discovered a private nook hidden from prying eyes.

“Is this okay?” Riya asked softly, her dark eyes searching his for any signs of hesitation.

“Perfect,” Akash replied, his heart pounding in his chest.

Akash sat on a soft patch of grass. Riya lowered herself onto her knees before him. The drape of her saree accentuates her curves. She focused intently on Akash’s face, her maternal instincts guiding her tender actions.

“Relax, baby,” Riya purred, her fingers deftly unfastening his pants. She watched his chest rise and fall, sensing the shift in his breath. She exposed his throbbing erection.

“Your pleasure is my priority, Akash,” she whispered, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. Desire surged through her as the scent of his arousal filled the air. She allowed herself to be consumed by the intimate act she was about to perform.

Slowly and deliberately, Riya took Akash’s length into her mouth, her warm, wet lips enveloping him in a cocoon of pure ecstasy. Her tongue danced along his shaft, swirling around the sensitive head before trailing back down to his base.

She felt his body tense with each skilled movement. A deep satisfaction bloomed within her as she was providing him with this long-awaited pleasure.

“Riya,” he moaned, his hands finding her silky black hair, guiding her movements with gentle urgency.

“Shh, just enjoy,” she murmured against him, her voice muffled by their intimate connection. Riya continued to lavish attention on Akash. She felt her arousal building, the thrill of fulfilling his fantasy spurring her on.

Determined to bring him to the brink of ecstasy, Riya increased the intensity of her efforts. Timing her strokes and suction to his ragged breaths and desperate moans. The air around them grew heavy with lust. Their bodies are entwined in a dance of desire and vulnerability.

“Riya, I can’t hold back any longer,” Akash gasped, his fingers tightening in her hair as his climax approached.

“Let go, baby. I’ve got you,” Riya encouraged him, her motherly instincts mingling with her sensual desires. She prepared to fulfil his ultimate fantasy.

Riya’s gaze never left Akash’s eyes. She slowly and deliberately dragged her tongue over the sensitive underside of his shaft, feeling the powerful throb of his arousal. The intimate space glowed with their passionate energy. Their bodies are entwined in a dance of desire and vulnerability.

“Riya, please,” Akash pleaded, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to maintain control.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” Riya purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she teasingly trailed her fingers along his inner thighs. Her maternal instincts, mingled with her sensual desires, created a potent cocktail. It fueled her determination to fulfil Akash’s fantasy.

“Your mouth, I need it,” he admitted, his cheeks flushing with equal parts embarrassment and lust.

“Of course, sweetheart,” Riya replied, pressing a gentle kiss to his erection before taking him back into her warm, wet mouth. She expertly alternated between firm suction and tantalizing swirls of her tongue. Using her innate knowledge of pleasure to push him closer to the edge.

“Ah, Riya, I’m so close,” Akash groaned, his hands gripping her shoulders for support.

“Almost there, my love,” Riya thought, her heart swelling with pride at the trust he had placed in her. She increased the intensity of her actions, paying close attention to the sounds and movements he made as she brought him nearer to the climax.

“Riya, I can’t…hold it,” Akash stammered. His body was trembling with the effort to contain the torrent of pleasure overtaking him.

“Let go, Akash. Give me everything,” Riya murmured around him. Her deep brown eyes locked onto his, conveying her commitment to fulfilling his desire. With one final, skilful stroke of her tongue, she sent him tumbling over the edge.

“Riya!” Akash cried out, his body shuddering with the force of his climax. He released himself into her eager mouth. Riya drank him in, eagerly swallowing every drop of his essence as a testament to her devotion and care.

Akash’s breathing began to return to normal. Riya gently disengaged from their intimate connection, a tender smile gracing her full lips. “There you go, sweetheart. How do you feel?” she asked, her motherly concern shining through her sultry demeanour.

“Amazing, incredible,” Akash panted, still reeling from the intensity of his experience. “Thank you, Riya. I don’t know how I can ever repay you for this.”

“Seeing you happy is all the repayment I need, my love,” Riya replied, pulling him close for a comforting embrace. At that moment, their bond was solidified. A connection was forged in vulnerability, trust, and shared pleasure – one that neither would ever forget.

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So, in the last part, you saw me picking up Shayna at the party, and escalated quickly that I was at her home scrambling through my wallet for a condom.

Shayna was playing with my dick to get hard again. She was a perfect tease. She knew just the things to do. Running her tongue through the slit, expertly using her thumb on the dickhead. Now that, I was ready she looked at me indicating to drill her.

Shayna: Waiting for some auspicious time? Go in dude, I am horny!!

Me: Good things come for people who wait.

Shayna: Either shut up and fuck me or I will get on top and fuck you.

Somehow, girls threatening to be fucked are very sexy and slutty. It was visible in her eyes that she was serious and I always enjoy starting in the missionary position before going to any other position. I was teasing her by rubbing my dick on her pussy lips.

Every time I got close to penetrating, she would take a deep breath anticipating me inside her. She would roll her eyes up and bite her lips and it was so slutty to see.

Shayna: Enough teasing, go in. I am leaking already. I want to enjoy your dick and don’t make my pussy to be too wet to feel it.

Me: Agreed, Shayna. Here we go!!

I pushed hard and she moaned loudly and I think that was loud enough for friends in the living room! No matter how sleazy and slutty things you do, the moment you enter your girl in missionary and they hold you in an embrace, that is crazy romantic.

I kept pumping her hard. I could feel her pussy pulsating and sometimes the rough walls of the vagina. I had fucked enough girls but she was different. Her moans, the way she was scratching my back and everything felt surreal. The only thing she complained about was my change of pace.

Shayna: Oh God!! Feels so good inside. Keep going. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!

Romantics were out of the window and now we were fucking.

Shayna: Okay, I am coming on top. I hate you changing that inside me.

I got out and she got on top of me. My God, what a sight that was. Just to stare at those boobs bouncing as she slowly started moving was heavenly. She was doing all kinds of things on top.

She slowly came forward kissed my lips and brought her boobs for sucking.

Shayna: Get ready to witness the magic of Shayna!!

Even before I could say something, she started moving her ass such that my dick was going in and out fast. I had not felt that kind of friction ever. She was moaning loudly. At this point, she didn’t care if her friends walked in but we were at a high.

I pushed her back up and started rubbing her clit while I was still inside.

Shayna: Holy shit! That feels good. Don’t stop doing that, you fucking crazy man with crazy skills. I am so close, so clossse..

She came and came and came a lot. Her orgasms continued for almost a minute and she looked up and came to kiss.

Shayna: It has been a long time since I came while fucking. That was good. How do want to finish?

Me: Doggy? I will get to fuck a slut with a view.

Rolling her eyes, she gets on her four and spreads her leg. I held her hips and thrust in the dick. It wasn’t as wet and that made it more enjoyable for both of us.

I kept drilling her and she was enjoying what was happening to her. I was slowly trying to explore her asshole with my finger but she kept looking to say no.

Shayna: I don’t want to waste your cum in a condom. It’s been a while since I have been tasting and I liked it last time. Shoot for my face when you are close.

Those were music to my ears, I pulled my dick out and threw the condom away. She was kneeling, I started masturbating aiming at her face.

Shayna: Let me help!!

She brought her mouth close and gave a few nice licks and that was enough for me to push over the edge.

I sprayed all over her face, majority landed near her mouth and cheek. She smiled and cleaned the entire cum off her face with her fingers. She pushed that finger down her mouth and gave a nice lick and winked at me.

She came up and we collapsed on the bed. That was a long session. We were almost doing it from 40-50 minutes.

Shayna: You are a good boy. I like you. Clean up and come out. Let me introduce you to my friends.

We cleaned up. She pulled on a nice slip top and very tiny shorts. I wore my t-shirt and boxers.

Me: Have you seen my pants?

Shayna: You might not need them anyway. Come.

She winked and dragged me out to the living room.

She introduced me to Snehal, Pooja, and Pooja’s friend Riya. They were completely aware of what happened inside and Shayna didn’t try to hide any either.

Snehal: Looks like someone banged, and banged like, wow!!

Pooja: Ohhh, Manav. Don’t stop. Fuck me like a slut.

I started laughing and Shayna joined in.

Shayna: Shut up, girls. A girl needs her fuck. What do I do if he is that good? (and winks)

Snehal: All that glow on your face is telling it out loud. Mind-blowing, I guess. Right, Manav?

Manav: I don’t know if my mind was blown or not, I was!!

Riya laughed and looked like the ice was broken.

It was only 12:45 am, and Snehal suggested a game!!

The next part will be about the game and Snehal and Pooja and Riya!

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Priyanka and I have been married to our respective partners for some time now. She has even had a child. But somehow, my fantasies to get into her pants never stopped. This desire was always present, starting from our college days. But she had something in mind.

She always told me that she would have sex with me before she got married. Or, to put it another way, I would be the last guy she would have sex with before she got married. She had a very commanding nature, and I liked that.

Before she got married, we engaged in sexual activities. It not only satisfied our desires but led to a deeper exploration of each other. We had so much to try, but time got in the way.

After her marriage, she changed her phone number. The only way to communicate with her was by email. During the first year of her marriage, she asked me to stay away from her. It was hard for me, but I managed anyway.

After a few years, I messaged her again to try my luck. This time, she asked me for my number. I was sceptical, or rather anxious, thinking what would come next, but it went well. During our conversation, we reminisced about the things we didn’t get to try the first and last time we met.

As the discussion came to a head, we agreed to meet again next Thursday. In two days, that is. As usual, I couldn’t sleep till that day thinking of the beautiful sight of Priyanka with her naked skin in front of me. She has a beautiful physique and it looked simply stunning without clothes.

I asked her about her current measurements, and they were 32-28-34, and her bust size has increased from 30 to 32. I went to a reputable lingerie store to pick out one of the latest collections and had it properly wrapped. I gave myself a good haircut and had my chest and back waxed.

Yes, she doesn’t like hair on a man’s chest. The genital area is always kept clean, so no worries. I always felt the urge to masturbate in the shower, but this time, I resisted. I wanted to be ready when Priyanka took over. The day came, and the plan was to meet at a hotel near her office.

So, I had already booked a room there and checked in early. I had the room neatly prepared with a bubble bath in the bathroom, drinks and chocolates in the room, a bouquet of roses and the lingerie package. Not forgetting the Chinese food, which was her favourite.

The plan was to stay overnight and drive straight from the hotel to the office.
At around 2 p.m., the doorbell rang. I opened the door and greeted her as a gentleman should. We embraced warmly, and she was impressed when she saw the room.

Priyanka: Do you still remember what I like?

Me: Every single piece.

Priyanka: I am already impressed.

We clinked our glasses and took the first sip along with the chocolate. “Is that rum chocolate?” She asked.

Me: Yes.

She knew that I had lost control after having rum. After having it, I became completely submissive to her. The next thing I crave after the rum is for her to sit on my face with her pussy near my mouth and her ass over my nose. I lick and sniff her at the same time, completely immersing myself in the experience.

And whatever the girl wants me to do, I can do it at that moment. We put some chocolates aside for later. After we finished lunch, she asked how we should start. I pointed her to the lingerie package and asked her to change it. She obeyed, picked it up and went into the washroom.

Meanwhile, I sipped my whiskey until she came out in the two-piece. Wow, just wow. I felt flattered. Honestly, her body and the way she carried it made the attire look extremely sexy. Seeing her in it made me even hungrier. I became irresistible to pull that piece of clothing off her body and admire her.

Priyanka: So, now it’s my turn to see you. Take your clothes off.

How could I’ve refused her? I took off all my clothes and stood there completely naked. My arousal was obvious as my chest was completely bare. My cock was already standing up to the occasion.

Priyanka: That’s why I like you, Rohan. You remember everything.

She came to me and placed her hand on my chest, playing with her fingers as she circled my nipples before placing a gentle kiss on each of them. She was so close that I could feel her warm breath. Our lips met as her hand gently made its way to my manhood. It was already at its peak arousal.

My hands found their way to her back when I wanted to unhook her bra. But she stopped me in between and said, “Leave it a while longer.” We walked to the bed, and she put one of the chocolates in her mouth. She pulled me close and started kissing me.

We started swapping the chocolates in our mouths before they were finished. The same with the whiskey and the rest of the chocolates. By now, the rum and whiskey had taken their effect on both of us. That could only mean one thing. Things were getting dirty, kinky, steamy and more.

She unhooked her bra, and I saw them after three years, which amazed me. They were still in perfect shape and position with strong, erect nipples. Finally, it was time to play with them. Without wasting any time, my mouth took control of one of them while my hand took care of the other.

I wished I could have enjoyed her breast milk. But I continued with great fervor, speed and intensity, eliciting loud moans from her. Her hands scratched my back in rhythm with the movements of my mouth and hand. I could see how excited she was.

Her facial expression and moans showed that she was very aroused. Her hand made its way to my erect cock. It was already dripping with excitement. She grabbed the foreskin and pulled it all the way back. She gripped the cock firmly and stroked it vigorously.

She also had a unique way of holding the cock. It hurt because of the firm grip, but it also felt sexy.

Priyanka: Are you ready to taste it?

I nodded in agreement. I stood up because now it was her turn to be on top. She took off her panties to unveil her neatly trimmed pussy. She rode my face and positioned herself the way I wanted, facing my cock. She was soaking wet, and I could smell her as she got into position.

Her pussy neared my face. I licked it all over and began to play with her, taking all her wetness into my mouth. I continued the magical movements with my tongue. My nose buried itself in her butt cheeks as deeply as it could. I savoured the fresh scent.

Who cares about oxygen when you have something so aromatic to sniff? Wow, I was in another world. She leaned forward in the meantime to grab my cock and continue her powerful, energetic thrusts. It was getting hotter and hotter. I was about to climax, but she knew what to do to stop it.

She grabbed my testicles and squeezed them together so that they rubbed against each other. I screamed. But her pussy covering my mouth prevented any sound from escaping and made sure no cum was released. She had to pee and excused herself. I asked her not to clean her pussy.

She understood and came back. This time, she sat on my face again but facing me. I pleasured her pussy along with the leftover pee and those intimate juices. Our eyes met in a mutual desire to push boundaries and embrace the vulnerability of naughtiness.

She went down and kissed the balls first. When she looked into my eyes, she winked and apologized before continuing to suck them. She began by kissing my inner thighs. Then moved on to sucking one of the testicles and finally took both balls in her mouth at the same time.

Gradually, her attention shifted to the cock. What started with licking the tip turned into deep-throating. FUCK, she was fantastic. The best thing about her blowjob is that she maintains eye contact with her partner. It really is a sexy sight. I knew she would not let me climax when I was close to orgasm.

My cock could squirt out its load on her mouth at any moment. Her rule was simple. A man should only climax when the girl is satisfied. She should be the one to permit him. Otherwise, he should not climax. But with her seductive movements, I could no longer resist.

But as always, she knew how to stay in control. Just before the climax, she pulled back the foreskin, grasped the cock from top to bottom with all five fingers. She scratched it deeply until she reached the tip.

It was something she had wanted to do during the last encounter but couldn’t. Honestly, it was a struggle, but with her, it was worth it.

Priyanka: Are you ready to go in?

Me: Absolutely.

She always loved being on top, and today was no exception. She positioned herself on top of me. After taking my cock all the way inside her, she stayed in that position for a while to get used to it. Then started with slow movements and gradually increased the pace.

It was going well, so we decided to change our position. She asked me to sit on the chair, and then she sat on top of me, facing me. Her hands were behind my neck. Our lips locked as we explored each other’s mouths while our pelvises continued to move in sync during intercourse.

We were intimate for quite a while. I managed to control my orgasm as I experienced the moment I had always dreamed of.

Priyanka: Can you still take it, or are you going to cum soon?

Me: I can hold it.

Priyanka: Cool, let us go to the washroom. I want to try something.

I followed her. On the way there, she took a chilled bottle of water from the fridge, and we entered the washroom. She took a towel and poured a generous amount of cold water on it. Then wrapped the towel around my erect cock. Until then, I didn’t know what she was up to.

She wrapped it for a good five minutes, then took the towel off. She sat on the countertop of the sink and spread her legs. She positioned herself to signal me to join her and make love to her. “Are you sure?” I asked out of concern, as the dick had gotten cold by now.

Priyanka: Yes.

As it was cold, I wasn’t producing any precum, but she was extremely wet. I was able to slide the dick comfortably. From the look on her face, you could tell that this was one of the best feelings. We continued fucking for some time before my cock returned to its normal temperature.

Then she asked me to stop again. This time, she wet the towel with hot water. But unlike the cold towel, the hot towel was a little uncomfortable for me. But like I said, when she does it, it all seems worth it. We repeated the same process, but this time, she enjoyed it even more.

Her moans got louder with every stroke. As we embraced, she leaned against the countertop of the sink. I stood in front of the large mirror. Her hand gripped the back of my neck firmly. She made sure our upper bodies were pressed tightly together.

As the intensity increased, I felt her lips near my earlobe. Before I knew it, her teeth were leaving their mark. I glanced in the mirror and saw the reflection of an extremely proud man having the best sex of his life. But sex isn’t over until you’ve tried the missionary position.

So, we came back to the bed and swapped positions, with me on top. As the thrusts got faster, the room filled with our moans, the smell of our sweat and her orgasm. As I made passionate love to her, I was on the verge of having an orgasm. Surprisingly, she didn’t stop me this time.

As I was about to ejaculate, I wanted to pull out. But she grabbed my buttocks and made sure I released it inside her. I could feel a good amount of load getting ejaculated from my dick with utmost force. We let out the loudest moan, and it was something that will be remembered for a long time.

I fell on top of her and asked, “Why did you have it inside you?”

Priyanka: I wanted to feel it with you, Rohan. Don’t worry, I have pills, so everything is fine.

The smell of orgasm filled the air. The sweat from our bodies, even though the AC was working fine, explained how serious and dedicated we were to this grown-up exercise. We didn’t know what time it was. We got out of bed to go to the bathroom and take a bubble bath.

This covered many of the things we had on our minds, but by the time we checked out of the hotel, there were a lot of new additions to the list. We both knew that our connection was intense and unforgettable. But we also understood the importance of taking things slow.

The anticipation of our next encounter only added to the excitement and mystery of our relationship.