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

Main 36 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekh kar pant se bahar aane lagta hai, woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade chooche aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.

Mere pati ‘Ghosh Babu’ meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte, to mujhe doosre mardon ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah se pel sake. Mere choochon ko choos sake aur meri chut ki aag ko thanda kar sake. Ab main shuru karti hu apni agli kahani.

Pichle part mein aapne padha ki Nainsukh Lakshmi ko chod kar apne paise wasool kar raha tha. Usne apna maal uski chut mein hi nikaal diya tha, aur woh dono thande hoke bistar par lete hue the. Ab aage badhte hai.

Jaise hi unki chudai khatam hui, main jaldi se aake gaadi mein baith gayi. Fir 5-minute mein Nainsukh baahar aaya. Woh aake gaadi mein baitha, aur bola-

Nainsukh: Madam ji, koi dikkat to nahi hui aapko? Thoda zyada hi intezaar karna pad gaya aapko.

Main: Koi baat nahi.

Nainsukh: Aise logon se paise wasool karne mein kafi time lag jata hai.

Main: Haa main samajhti hu.

Fir Nainsukh ne gaadi start ki, aur hum dono Mandawa ki taraf chal pade. Raste mein usne mujhse firse baat shuru ki.

Nainsukh: Waise aapko kitna time ho gaya hai yaha job karte hue?

Main: Zyada nahi hua abhi.

Nainsukh: Kya baat hai! Fir bhi aapko itna mushkil kaam karne ko bhej diya?

Main: Kyun, tumhe lagta nahi hai ki main ye kaam kar sakti hu?

Nainsukh: Madam ji, jo kuch aapke paas hai, usse to aap kuch bhi kar sakti ho.

Usne mere badan par upar se neeche nazar firate hue kaha. Main samajh gayi thi ki woh kya keh raha tha. Fir bhi maine usse poocha-

Main: Kya matlab tumhara?

Nainsukh: Matlab aap kafi padhe likhe ho, aur aapko knowledge bhi kafi hogi.

Main: Tumhe kaise pata meri knowledge ke baare mein?

Nainsukh: Arre hum to bande ki shakal dekh kar bata sakte hai ki usme kya-kya khasiyat hai.

Main: Acha, to fir batao ki mujhme kya khasiyat hai?

Nainsukh: Ji bata to de, lekin fir aap samjhogi ki main tharki type ka banda hu.

Main: Maine dekha ki tumne kaise vasooli ki Lakshmi se.

Nainsukh meri ye baat sun kar hairan ho gaya. Fir woh ladkhadate hue bola-

Nainsukh: Kya, kya matlab aapka?

Maine bhi jhat se baat palat di: Matlab tumne bade tareeke se hi paise nikalwaye honge unse. Tabhi to time lag gaya itna.

Nainsukh: Haa, bahut besharam log hai.

Main: Acha tum batane waale the meri khasiyat.

Nainsukh: Dekhiye, pehle to aapki aankhen badi khoobsurat hai. Inko dekh kar koi bhi banda aapki baat ko nazar-andaaz nahi kar sakta. Fir aapki awaaz badi meethi hai. Aapki awaaz sunte hi dil aur dimag mein sansani si paida ho jati hai. Iske aage aapka rang roop to logon ko aapka deewana bana de.

Main: Acha, iska matlab to tum bhi mere deewane ban jaane chahiye.

Nainsukh haste hue bola: Kya pata hum ban gaye ho, bas aap hi na dekh payi ho.

Bas aisi hi time pass baatein karte hue hum Mandawa ke circuit house pahunch gaye. Nainsukh ne mera samaan mere room tak pahunchaya, aur mujhe bola-

Nainsukh: Theek hai madam, abhi aap rest karo. Kal main aapko party ke paas leke chalta hu. Yaha ka care taker yahi kahi hoga. Uska naam Bhima hai.

Ye bol kar Nainsukh ne do-teen baar Bhima ko awaaz lagayi.

Nainsukh: Bhima, Bhima, abe kaha marr gaya saale!

Jab woh nahi aaya to Nainsukh meri taraf dekh kar bola-

Nainsukh: Pata nahi kaha hai. Koi baat nahi, aap andar jaake rest karo. Woh aa jayega thodi der mein.

Main: Theek hai, aap bhi jaiye aur rest kijiye. Waise aapke sath safar kaafi acha raha.

Meri ye baat sun kar Nainsukh khush ho gaya aur muskurane laga. Woh mujhe bola-

Nainsukh: Shukriya aapka jo aapne hame tareef ke laayak samjha.

Fir woh chala gaya, aur main room mein aake bed par let gayi. Main thaki hui thi, to let-te hi meri aankh lag gayi. Fir seedhe main 2 ghante baad uthi. Maine apna muh dhoya, aur fir room ka darwaza khol kar baahar gayi.

Fir maine idhar-udhar dekha, to koi nahi tha. Mujhe laga ki woh care taker pata nahi abhi tak aaya nahi hoga, ya aake chala gaya hoga. Fir maine bhi awaaz lagayi-

Main: Bhima, Bhima.

Lekin koi nahi aaya. Fir main circuit house ghoomne lagi. Waha bahut saare rooms the. Rooms baahar se lock the, lekin safayi poori thi. Fir main ek room ke aage se guzar rahi thi. Tabhi mujhe andar se kuch awaaz aayi. Awaaz sunte hi main wahi ruk gayi.

Fir maine halke se room ke andar jhaanka. Andar ek ladka aur ek ladki the. Ladke ne safed rang ka kurta pajama pehna hua tha, aur ladki ne ghagra choli pehna hua tha.

Ladke ka to main samajh gayi thi ki woh ladka Bhima hi ho sakta tha. Lekin ladki ka mujhe koi andaza nahi tha, ki woh ladki kon thi. Woh dono aapas mein kuch baat kar rahe the.

Ladka: Dekho Yamini, main tumse bahut pyar karta hu. Agar meri shaadi tumse nahi hui, to main jeete jee marr jaunga. Main tumhe kisi bhi keemat par apna banana chaahta hu.

Yamini: Bhima pyar to main bhi tumse bahut karti hu. Lekin ye jo tumhari naukri hai, uski wajah se babu ji meri shaadi tumse nahi karenge. Woh chaahte hai ki meri shaadi kisi ache kamane waale ladke se ho.

Bhima: Main kuch bhi karunga Yamini, aur tumhare babu ji ki har shart poori karunga. Bas tum thoda intezaar kar lo.

Bhima 5’11” lamba hatta-katta ladka tha. Uska shareer sudaul tha. Aisa shareer dekh kar to koi bhi ladki ya aurat us par mohit ho jaye. Bhima ka rang halka saawla tha, aur chehre par daadhi thi, jo us par bahut jach rahi thi. Usko dekhte hi meri chut mein ek current sa lag gaya.

Doosri taraf Yamini ki baat kare, to woh bhi kam nahi thi. Yamini 5’6″ height wali ek doodh si gori ladki thi. Gadraya hua badan tha uska aur size 34-28-36 ka hoga. Woh bhi aisi ladki thi, jiske peeche ladkon ki line lag jaye.

Unki baaton se pata chal raha tha ki unke beech ishq-mohobbat ka lafda chal raha tha, aur hamesha ki tarah ladki ka baap tha main villain.

Aaj ki kahani yahi rokte hai. Iske aage kya hua, ye aapko agle part mein pata chalega. Agar aapko kahani ka maza aaya ho, to kahani ko like zaroor kariyega aur mujhse baat karne ke liye 📲 mujhe call bhi zaroor kariyega. Main aapki sex life ko mazedaar bana doongi, isliye mujhe call kijiye.

Sorry for the delay.Thanks for replying to the previous part. I hardly found the time to pen this sequence for you guys. I hope you can understand. Feel free to reply at [email protected] ladies are you reading and admiring my stories? If so, please let me know. Let us dive into the story.

I woke up in the morning but I couldn’t dare to go outside of my room. I am beating my head. Why did I come on her panty? I was literally scared to death to face my parents. It was 9:00 am. My Dad came to my room. I thought I was dead now.

But he came very casually and told me to freshen up. I felt a little bit secure. Later, I went to the living area and greeted my father. My Mom was reading the newspaper. I sat in front of her by took a sports genre paper. I was scared to look at her. But I gathered some courage and looked towards her.

She gave me a stern look and continued reading the newspaper. After a few minutes she rose from there towards the kitchen to make breakfast. I was so tense now. Did she observe my cum on her panty? How will she react? Is she going to let my father know about this?

Or is she just mad at me for staring at her ass cheeks consistently? My heart is beating so loud now. But I am 100% not sure why she gave me a stern look. For sure, my father is not aware of it. I can say that. What about Mom, then? By looking at her now, I still remember the last night.

I can’t help with the beautiful visuals I saw last night. I have seen my milky milf goddess in a sexual avatar. Her meaty love handles, fair milky thunder thighs, toned long legs, busty milky boob, lusty erected nipple. My Dad’s hand was mauling her bare busty ass cheeks under the petticoat.

She resembles an Arabian horse. Actually, despite the fear, all these erotics are flashing in my mind. This made me turn to look at her. Now, her voluptuous back is facing towards me. Beautiful morning rays are falling inside the house. Our sex goddess is wearing a blue nighty which hugged her body.

Showing her ample curves. Her bulky ass cheeks are elevated proudly. Ass trance begins. While she is rotating the dosa batter on the pan, I have seen her chubby ass cheeks slightly jiggling in slow motion. Holy shit! Now I am craving that vanilla fat cake again.

As a result, my dick stood tall inside my shorts. Immediately, I took the pillow and covered it on my lap. I went into her ass trance again. My eyes were only focused on those milky ass cheeks jiggles and their movements. I want to watch each jiggle in slow motion. I will remember it while jerking.

She went towards the fridge. My eyes were also following those ass cheeks and their slight movements. She opened the door and turned back suddenly. There we go again. Even when she turned, I didn’t even notice that because my eyes were overwhelmed by her side-angle posture.

When she turned, her left ass cheek moved a bit up and tight. I can clearly make out the size of her ass cheek now as she is turned only her upper body. Her ass cheeks are even more protruding under nighty. After a few brief seconds, I lifted my eyes, and yet again, our eyes met for a moment.

She gave me a death stare this time. Unlike every time, this time, her eye contact ignited a fire inside me. My cock was pulsating. The thought of her catching her son staring at her well-crafted big ass cheeks makes me go even more crazy.

Unknowingly I was getting even more aroused when she caught me staring at her ass. I can’t blame myself totally for looking at her lusty back. She caught me looking at her many times now. I may run out of chances for her to reveal this little act to my Dad.

She gave me a death stare this time. I decided not to look at her from now thinking it was my last warning. I silently finished my breakfast and left from there. As the day goes on, I try hard not to look at her, especially when she is walking around.

I mind my own business. I don’t want to lie that I had a few glances at her rear view with out getting caught. Later in the evening, my grandpa paid a sudden visit to our home for a small work in the city for two days. I was so excited to see him.

I can’t forget his last visit incidents. I witnessed his immense lust towards my Mom. Especially on her luscious ass cheeks.the way he admired her ass cheeks by calling ‘pedda pirrala Hema’ (big ass hema) while jerking. Whenever I recall the name ‘pedda pirralu,’ my cock twitches inside my shorts.

Many times, I have imagined my grandpa and my Mom during my jerking sessions. Imagine an old man ravaging your ripe busty ass. Mom gives an adrenaline rush to any son. How horny is that thought? During my jerking session, I imagined my Mom soft hands running on my grandpa’s long dick.

Within a second, I started cumming in jets. That was a crazy imagination. I didn’t even imagine him pumping my sexy Mom, Hema. Just imagining her hands on that anaconda made me cum like an idiot. Somewhere in my heart, I badly want my grandpa to dip his big cock inside my busty Mom’s pussy.

I want him to fulfil his desire on my Mom’s pedda pirralu (Big ass cheeks). I wish him to bang my big ass Mom multiple times until he quenches his thirst. At least. I hope he will touch her milky ass cheeks. But his wish will never come true as my Mom wont allow such taboo things.

Besides, my Dad pumps her really well with his donkey dick. So she will never look for another dick for satisfaction. Also, she always projects herself as a perfect, proud woman, wife, and Mom. She wont make any mistakes. So performing taboo is a long way, I thought to myself.

Mom (Hema Bhargavi version):

Hema Bhargavi finished her evening chores, fell into bed, and started thinking about her son. Why is he behaving like this? Every time I walked around him, I felt his looks falling on my rear view. Even I started to cover my ass with a saree pallu in my own house.

This makes me really mad. It is very irritating for me. But he is a teenage boy, so I thought I to handle this very smoothly. Is this because of his teenage hormones kicking in? How can he look at his Mom this way? Although I caught him many times staring at my back, he was still staring.

Every time I caught him, his eyes got fixed on my ass. I should have confronted him way before, but I couldn’t open up regarding his perverted thoughts. What can I do? Should I ask him why are you staring at my ass? Oh god! I can’t bring up this in front of my teenage son.

But today, I was totally fed up. I gave him a death stare so that he would get to know that I was not going to entertain such activities.

Every time when I catch him, then our eyes meet, I see his immense involvement in my ass. So much intensity is shown, and whenever I catch him looking at my back, he will get tensed like a caught thief. Yes, I am educated. I can understand his feelings at this teenage.

Even my husband told me that every teenage age boy would definitely have milf fantasy. But I can’t handle the feeling that my son is lusting me as a milf. I don’t want to think about it anymore and wake up and start preparing dinner.

After some time, my husband, Fil and my son came for dinner. We are all having dinner now.

Son: Dad, it’s been a long time since we went on a vacation.

Dad: Come on, son. It is been a month since we went to a wildlife sanctuary.

Son: I am talking about a real vacation.

Dad: Is there anything on your mind?

Son: I do. Last week, my friend Surya and his family went hiking and mountain camping near Coorg. He showed me pictures of beautiful scenery and a blissful morning.

Mom: I really like the idea. It is like camping in nature which we have never done. Even I hear Coorg is a beautiful place to go. What do you think?

Dad: Yeah, it might be possible. I am going to visit Coorg for a business meeting. We all can go there for 3 days. I will borrow all the camping equipment from my friend.

Mom: All alright then, with a slight smile.

Son: So are we going then? (an excited face)

Dad: Yes, son.

Son: Grandpa, could you please come with us? I am sure you will like the place.

Grandpa: it seems interesting, but I can’t join you guys because your grandma is not fit for this kind of adventure. You guys can go and enjoy.

Dad: Anyway, she is going to her sister’s place for a few days. You can join us and don’t say anything. I need you to be with my son and wife while I am away for a meeting. I will take care of the booking. We will start on next weekend.

Son: Yahoo! (I badly want my grandpa on this trip, and it is happening)

Grandpa: Okay then.as you wish.

Mom (Hema Bhargavi version):

It is a wrap for that day. The next day, everyone went out for their day-to-day work. Only my FIL and I are at home. I am wearing a decent green nighty. He is in the living area watching TV and I am doing my chores. While I am walking, I felt his looks are poking at my back.

I felt a bit nervous and tensed. Even my FIL is lusting at my back? I really want to confirm it properly without throwing allegations at him. I decided to clean the glass shelves beside the TV. My back would face towards my FIL. I could watch his reaction to the mirror reflections.

I started cleaning and watching him on the reflection. But he bent his head down and looked into his mobile. I was so happy that he was not paying any attention or stealing any glimpses.

But I really want to confirm this, so I have raised my toes to reach and clean the glass above. As a result, my nighty rose to my bottom calves and kept my ass a little arched. He didn’t lift his head at all.

Now I felt secure, and he passed my test. I thought I didn’t need to be very carefully dressed around FIL. I should blame my son for all these thoughts. Because of him, I doubted my FIL.it is not the only reason why I have kept a test for FIL. There is one more thing I need to reveal going back in time.

Flashback:

10 years ago, we visited my father-in-law’s house (India) to attend my husband’s younger brother’s daughter’s function. House is fully enlightened by the relatives along with my parents as well. Everyone is glad to see us. My husband and I felt very happy to see our son, who is staying at his grandpa’s home.

After greetings and all, we retired to fresh up. The function started in the evening. Everyone is involved in the activities. Later, people are having dinner. One of my relative’s aunt requested me to bring some stuff from the store room. I have started to head towards the store room.

It is completely outside and back of the house. When I reached towards the door, I heard someone talking inside it.  So I stepped back and peeked through the window. I couldn’t see anyone, but when I looked at the corner near a pile of rice bags.

I saw my father in law kissing a lady while hugging her romanticly. I couldn’t see the lady as she was on the darker side. But I can trace out that she is a mature, plump lady, just like my mother in law. So, I thought it should be her. For a second, I felt ashamed to peek at my in laws private space.

I decided to come back again for the stuff by leaving my in-laws alone.  After a few steps, I felt a little tingle between my legs. It is been 1 month without sex for me due to our busy schedule. My inner sense is telling me it is not right to see people when they are in intimacy.

But it is very rare to see voyeur in life. I have never witnessed any live action in my entire life. So I didn’t want to miss that chance. So, I headed back to the store room slowly.  When I peeked back again, I was stunned to see her hand moving inside my FIL’s lungi.

He lifted her saree, pulled down her panty to her knees and placed his hands on her thick ass. Started mauling those ass cheeks like a wild dog while his long member was getting a handjob. She is moving her hand quickly inside his lungi now.

It seems like she is in a hurry to finish it quickly as relatives flood the house. I can see my FIL is feeling peek pleasure and suppressing his moans by ravaging each ass cheek by slapping and mauling them gently. I was very surprised to see this kind of sexual rage in  FIL, even at this age.

I never thought he would be a wild sexual guy. He always looked like a shy and decent person. I have never thought to see him in this act. The way he is dominating in the whole act gave me a thrill.

I felt like leaving there. But just then, I saw FIL turning her so that she could bend on the rice bags. But she is reluctant to move. They are talking about something, but I can’t hear them. I can sense that she wants to leave before anyone comes. She increased her hand speed.

Now her hand is moving like a piston inside his lungi. FIL told her something. Again, she is reluctant to do that. After some persistence, she dropped to her knees. My  FIL removed his lungi in an instant. Holy shit! My mature father-in-law stands in glory with his huge, super, hard dick.

I was completely awestruck by his length and grith. Even at this age his tool is hard as rock. Easily, it will be 10 inches long. Now I understood where my husband got his dick from. To be precise, it is slightly bigger and thicker than my husband’s.

At that moment, I felt it was time for me to leave. Literally, I felt very shy and disgusted to watch my FIL all naked. I thought I had seen enough and made my move to return.  Then, I heard a moan from my FIL, which made me curious. It made me peek back at them again.

She kept both her hands on his enormous dick and started jerking it super fast by spitting on it. By standing, he kept his head back and enjoyed the pleasure of beating his long dick. He couldn’t control himself now. I can see that by his body language.

With the dim street light visibility, I saw his dick grow to full monster size. It stands like a 10-inch iron rod, glittering with precum and her saliva. Her tiny hands are struggling to beat this thick dick. Suddenly, he started forcing his lengthy tool into her mouth. But she was reluctant to take him in her mouth.

After his valiant efforts, finally, she cleaned his cock head with her saree. She then took his monster cock in her mouth and started blowing him by jerking his dick with her both hands.  I couldn’t stand it anymore. My knees got weak by looking at her relentless efforts on that big cock.

I am in a trans now as my hand deliberately went towards my crotch over the saree, and my nipples got erected. It is not like I got excited seeing my FIL’s huge member but watching something voyeur live made me excited a lot. Literally, I can feel goosebumps on my body.

I have never witnessed any live sexual act till then. Till then, I never thought I would get excited by voyeur.  After a couple of minutes, he started to groan as he was getting close to cum. Immediately, she removed his tool from her mouth and jerked it rapidly with both hands.

Omg! That’s a lot of cum. Jut! Jut! Jut! His cum is just flying in the air. Carefully she is jerking his dick, pointing in the other direction. She doesn’t want to spoil her saree. I can’t believe that, even at that age, he just keeps on cumming like a horse.

Once his saggy balls are empty, they are done, and they get dressed up quickly. It is time for me to run away from there. I quickly hurried back to the house. My pussy is dripping with the wetness, and I can feel the wetness on my thighs too.  I felt ashamed and disgusted to spy on people when they were having sex.

That, too, they are my in laws. While rushing back inside, to my shock, I saw my mother-in-law feeding her grandchildren in the living area. Holy shit! The lady in the store room is not my MIL! He is cheating on my MIL, then. Now I am curious to know who is that lady with my  FIL.

I was eagerly waiting and looking towards the back door. I don’t know why I am getting so tense. Finally, FIL came inside after 2 minutes. The shock of my life, my mother came from the backyard. This made my heart break completely. I was watching my mature Mom, Vasantha (48 years), blowing my  FIL.

Holy shit! I never imagined my Mom would cheat on my Dad. She is a very strict mother and a high school principal. I could not come around the thought of how the respected high school principal Vasantha’s dusky fat ass cheeks presented to my FIL. That, too, shamelessly sucking his cock.

It took me a whole night to process this scandal. How can they even dare to do that when everyone is at the house? How did he make her agree to this? Did he seduce first, or did she start it? For how long has this been happening? Did they have sex already? How can my Mom do that to my Dad? Oh, my poor father!

Many questions are popping into my head, like a WhatsApp notification.  I didn’t dare to confront my Mom about her private sexual life. If she knew that I saw them, she would be even terrified and feel very bad about it. So I kept it to myself, not even to my husband, as two families are involved.

I am sure that he can’t accept that his Dad is cheating on his Mom, and that too with my Mom.  Finally, I have accepted the fact that everyone needs to quench their sexual desire. I love both of them. I know who they are! I can’t judge them based on one aspect.

Slowly, I have moved on with my life. But still, I have a little hate on my  FIL for making my Mom cheat. I also feel sorry for my mother-in-law.  During the whole vacation time, I noticed him catching glances at my Mom’s swaying ass cheeks whenever she walked around him.

Sometimes, they even exchanged looks. Finally, I decided to leave this topic. I concluded that they were adults. They know what they are doing. I decided to keep my mouth shut and mind my own business.

Thank god! For a moment, I thought like grandpa like grandson. Remembering his affair with my Mom. Is my  FIL lusting towards me too, I thought? But I am sure my figure will remind him of my Mom. My Mom, Vasantha, and I share the same body type. Same personality, sleek waist and a round thick ass.

But luckily, he is not lusting towards me. I felt relieved and felt really bad to think of my  FIL in a bad way. Now, I am excited for next week’s hiking trip.

Let’s take a break here. I will pen the next part based on your replies. In the next part, Mom, Dad, Grandpa, and myself are going for mountain camping. It is going to be more exciting. You know what I mean!

Hello ISS readers, I’m Aravind from Bangalore. This is my first time here narrating a real-life experience. It is one of my pleasant sex experiences, which I had recently with one of my classmates from college. Her name is Amruta (name changed).

A little about me: I’m 6ft tall with a normal physique with the right amount of muscles and a regular gym goer. I used to workout a lot for fat burn during my college days and was always concerned about my fitness. I met Amruta during my Masters in college.

She hailed from the coastal region of Karnataka and she was very much alluring. To describe her height is 5’3. She had a plumpy body with fair skin and cherry-like amazing lips, pretty fish-shaped eyes. She had beautiful round-shaped 36b breasts and a tummy that was plumpy and fat.

Her back was pretty curvy. Her voice was sweet, and her charm was very cute. Her skin was butter smooth like a sponge. She had 2 tiny moles on her neck, exactly at a place where you would like to give a hickey. Any man would fall for her attractive physique.

Amruta, given her physique, was not a girl who wore exposing clothes. She almost tried to cover up her body with decent clothes. But her curves managed to pop out and make anyone’s eyes get onto them. Initially, we started getting well in college.

I used to tease Amruta for growing plumpy and told her she had to work out. We would get into friendly banters where I would lift her, holding her waist to prove my fitness and enjoy touching her body. As we grew close, I started getting chances to peek through her cleavage, which I really enjoyed.

It was so rare to get a sight of her cleavage. Getting more touchy with her, and my sexual feelings towards her started to grow. She also would ask me to lift her and sit on me when I was on a chair. As time passed by, she came up to me one day and asked for workout tips.

She said that she had to burn fat. She felt her belly was bloating due to eating a lot of junk. This was an opportunity I sensed and gave her some home workout tips. To keep track of her progress, I told her to click a pic daily and see for herself how much she has lost.

A week passed on, and she told me she felt no progress. I told her to share the pics so that I would be able to tell if she had lost fat or not. Amruta giggled and said no way she was sharing her belly pics with a guy. But later that evening, she texted me, telling me that she wouldn’t mind sharing with me.

But I should keep it very confidential, to which I agreed. I just wanted to see that navel that no one else had a glimpse of. She sent me a pic standing in front of the mirror t-shirt rolled up to her boobs, revealing her buttery smooth navel. Wow, I was mind-blown but behaved.

I told her she had to do crunches and ended it in a normal way. I continued to receive pics from her. I jerked off on all of those imagining her. It became normal for us to share workout pics. After some time, I lost interest, and college ended.

We started working but remained in touch, and friendly flirts used to go on. After nearly a year, the college gang decided to meet and wanted to go out. We decided on the place as Goa. As usual, many dropped out, and only 4 of us remained, which was me, Amruta and 2 other girls called Soumya and Jisha.

We changed the destination to Pondicherry, and all 4 of us left. We reached our destination. We only had 2 rooms. It was decided that I and Amruta would share a room while the other girls shared another. I was more than happy. Amruta had grown even sexier than she was in college. She, too, did not have any issues.

We refreshed and got ready for a city tour. Amruta was wearing a white crop top, revealing her navel and shorts. To my surprise, she was so sexy. When we went out to places, people were gazing and staring at her sexy curves and lips. The heat added to her sexiness, making her sweat and shine.

We went to the room by evening after sightseeing. I had got a tingle earlier, so I had got 2 Durex invisible condoms. I carried it in my pocket, and we went to our respective rooms. Amruta led the way. I followed her, staring at her big ass, and we got into the rooms.

Amruta said she would like to have a bath after all that sweat took a towel. I went in while I was on the bed, scrolling my phone. I wanted to tease her, so I took away her changed outfit, which she kept on the chair before going in for a bath. Also, her bag, which carried the rest of her clothes.

I hid it under the bed. She finished her bath and came out with the towel wrapped around a fresh like a sex goddess. She found no clothes of hers. She immediately turned towards me and told me, “It’s not funny.” In reply, I said you have to keep it responsibly, and we started pulling each other’s leg.

I told her to catch me so I would return her clothes. Amruta had no choice and started playing along. Finally, she was able to slam me onto the bed, and she fell over me. By now, her towel was half undone, and she was holding it with her hands, and she was on top of me.

I turned, and I had an amazing view of her popping breasts, juicy lips and wet hair. We had an awkward moment of silence. I started getting hard. Slowly, she came forward. I leaned on and placed our lips and locked them up for a sweet kiss.

Oh god, it was one of the softest and juiciest lips one could have ever tasted. We continued kissing. A tent grew in my pants, and I slowly pinned her down onto the bed. I undid the towel fully. I had one of the best visions of a fully ripe, sexy, naked woman with mango-shaped breasts and brown nipples.

I positioned myself above her and placed .y lips on her neck mole, and started sucking it. Amruta started to gasp while I held her breast in 1 hand and her head in another. I massaged her boob by pressing it and pinching her nipples while her moans started to get louder.

I got rid of my pants and set my erected beast free. Slowly, I moved down from her neck to her other massive breast and kept my mouth on her nipple. I started to suck it. My tongue played with her nipple while Amruta moaned, saying, “Slowly, please.”

She smelled great after that bath. Her skin was so soft it turned red and made hickey marks when she sucked them. She started to move her hands and caught my dick with her tiny hands and started playing with it. I sucked her clean-shaven armpits, and both of us started kissing passionately.

I pinched her waist and nipples, to which she moaned and gasped. Those “sshhh” and “aahh” made me go crazy. I slowly slid my hands down to find a buttery skin drenched with discharged fluids, and she was fully wet. I placed one of my fingers on the walls of her pussy and massaged over it.

Amruta was on cloud 9, unable to control her emotions. She started kissing and moaning while stroking my dick harder. I slid my hands and started to finger her. I asked, went down and started to play with my tongue. Her wet discharges had leaked even more, and that sex-driving smell was amazing.

I asked her if she wanted to try taking my dick in her mouth initially. She hesitated, and I didn’t force her. She suddenly held my dick, gave a wide smile and started blowing it like a pro. Her juicy lips and she played with her tongue, my 2 hands squeezing her boobs.

I told her I was about to blast, and she pulled back. I came hard, a few drops on her face, a few on her neck and a few in the bed. Amruta just cleaned her with the towel and spread her legs wide. She told me it was her 1st time and asked me to be gentle.

It shook me by surprise because she had done everything to perfection. I grabbed the condom from my pant pocket. I slowly placed my penis on her pussy and slowly inserted it in Amruta screamed, telling me it was too painful and asked me to pull out.

I calmed her down and took it out slowly and saw a stain of blood, knowing I had broken her virginity. Tears rolled down her cheeks due to pain. But I insisted on continuing, and she agreed with pain and pleasure. I continued to go ahead and started thrusting it in again.

But this time, it was better, so I continued to build pace, and in fact, she started to enjoy getting fucked. Finally, after 15 minutes, of holding on, I burst out inside her pussy, everything safely contained in the condom.

Both of us were sweating so much and continued to cuddle up. We kissed and kissed and slept naked in the morning. Amruta had hickeys and bitemarks all around her body and her neck. This was the 1st part of the many encounters between me and Amruta.

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Mera name Aryan hai, age 19 years hai. Meri mummy ka name Babli hai. Dikhne mein badi hot and sexy hai. Bade-bade boobs aur chikni gaand hai, jise dekhte hi kisi ka bhi lund khada ho jaye. Meri mummy ki age 42 years hai.

Meri mummy ko lagta hai ki mujhe sex wagaira ki baare mein kuch nahi pata jo ki unki galat-fehmi hai. Main roz apne mummy papa ki chudai dekhta hu, aur baad mein mummy ki badi-badi chuchiyo ko yaad karke muth maarta hu. Ab papa ka transfer kahi aur ho chuka tha, aur mere college ki wajah se unhe akela jana pada. Isi baat ka faida utha kar maine apni mummy ko choda.

Ek din main college se ghar jaldi aa gaya tha. Lekin jaise hi main apni mummy ke room mein gaya, to dekha waha mummy masturbate kar rahi thi. Ab maine soch liya ki mummy ke sath to sex karna hi tha. Fir maine ek plan bana ke mummy ko seduce karne ki sochi.

Mummy ne mera lund jab chhota tha tabhi dekha tha. Lekin ab mera lund mere papa ke lund se bhi bada ho chuka tha. Isliye maine socha kyun na lund dikha kar mummy ko seduce karu.

Isliye ek din jab main naha raha tha, to gate ko lock nahi kiya, aur gate ki taraf face karke baith gaya, jisse mummy ko mera lund dikh jaye. Fir maine mummy ko towel dene ke liye awaaz lagayi.

Jab wo towel leke aayi, to jaise hi unhone knock kiya to gate khul gaya, aur unhone mera lund dekh liya. Fir wo waha se chali gayi. Aise hi maine kayi baar unhe seduce kiya alag-alag tarah se. Ek din jab wo naha rahi thi, tab maine keyhole se dekha ki wo mera name leke masturbate kar rahi thi.

Tab main thoda khush ho gaya. Fir maine baaki ke plan ko execute kiya. Plan ke according ab mujhe sabse pehle mummy ki chuchiya dabani thi, aur unko aur seduce karna tha. Mummy ko bhi ab sex ki tadap ho rahi thi kayi din se sex na karne ke kaaran. Aur aaj wo sambhal nahi payi aur mujhse boli-

Mummy: Beta meri kamar mein dard ho raha hai, malish kar de.

Fir unhone apna blouse nikala to mera lund khada ho gaya. Mote-mote chuche dekh ke mann kar raha tha abhi inhe dabane lag jau. Mummy ne bhi mera khada lund dekh liya. Fir 10 minute baad mummy ne kuch aise bola jisse mere hosh udd gaye, aur main mann hi mann khush ho gaya.

Maine mummy ki is tarah se malish kari thi, jisse wo ache se seduce ho jaye. Fir mummy ne bola-

Mummy: Beta meri kamar ka dard theek ho gaya. Ab meri chuchiya bhi daba de thodi der, unme bhi dard ho raha hai.

Unhe laga ki mujhe ye sab cheeze nahi samajh aati. Main kush ho gaya tha unki baat sun kar.

Me: To aap apni bra nikaal do.

Mummy ne jaise hi bra nikali, mera thoda precum nikal gaya itni badi chuchiya dekh kar.

Mummy: Chal beta ab inhe ache se daba de.

Me: Main fir tez-tez chuchiyo ko dabane laga, aur maze liye. Fir maine mehsoos kiya ki nipple hard ho rahe the. Matlab mummy bhi garam ho chuki thi.

Fir maine kaha: Mummy mujhe doodh peena hai.

Mummy: Jao kitchen mein rakha hai, pee lo.

Me: Mummy mujhe aapki chuchiyo ka dudh peena hai.

Mummy: Nahi beta, aap abhi bade ho chuke ho (lekin wo mann hi mann kush ho gayi thi).

Me: Please mummy (masoom chehra banate hue).

Mummy: Theek hai beta, lekin aaram se choosna.

Me: Ok.

Fir main chuchiyo ko choosne laga, aur fir doodh bhi piya. Kuch din baad maine mummy ke sath mein nahane ki zid ki. Lekin mummy ne mana kiya.

Mummy: Beta ab aap bade ho chuke ho, mummy ke sath nahi nahate.

Me: To kya hua aapke sath hi to naha raha hu. Jab chhota tha tab bhi to sath nahate the. Ab aap mujhse pyaar nahi karti (masoom chehra banate hue).

Mummy: Tujhe to main sabse zyada pyaar karti hu.

Me: To mere sath nahao.

Mummy: Acha theek hai baba.

Maine saare kapde utaar diye, underwear ke alawa, aur mummy se bhi kapde utaarne ko kaha.

Mummy: Nahi beta, mujhe sharam aati hai.

Me: Mujhse kya sharam? Maine bhi to saare kapde utaar diye.

Fir mummy mujhe nehlane lagi. Ab mummy ki chuchiyo aur gaand ko dekh ke mera lund khada ho gaya. Fir maine achanak se mummy se poocha-

Me: Mummy muth maarna kise kehte hai?

Mummy chaunk gayi.

Mummy: Ye tujhe kisne bataya?

Me: Mere dost baat kar rahe the, tab maine suna.

Ab kyunki mummy ko bhi mere sath sex karna tha, to aage ka kaam sab unhone kar diya. Kyunki wo mere khade lund lo dekh ke garam ho chuki thi.

Mummy: Beta main batati hu, aur ise muth maarna nahi masturbation kehte hai. Apni susu  (lund) ko pakdo, aur aage-peeche karo.

Fir main karne lag gaya, lekin mujhe mummy se karwana tha.

Me: Mummy mera hath dukh gaya, aap kar do na.

Fir mummy mera lund hilane lag gayi.

Me: Mummy mujhe gudgudi si ho rahi hai.

Mummy: Haa beta, thodi sehan kar lo, fir maza aayega tumhe.

Wo mera lund hilane mein kho chuki thi. Isliye maine mummy ki bra aur panty nikaal di, aur chuchiya dabane lag gaya. Ab mummy bhi siskariyan lene lag gayi ahh ahh ahh ki. Fir unhone mera lund pakad ke apni chut mein daal diya, aur fir maine unko chodna start kar diya.

Jhadne ke baad hum dono naha liye. Fir mummy ne mujhe raat ko unke kamre mein aane ko kaha. Main kush ho gaya tha. Raat ko jab main unke kamre mein gaya, to wo suhagraat wali dulhan ki tarah baithi hui thi, aur mujhe apne paas bulaya. Fir hamne poori raat chudai ki aur maze liye. Kaisi lagi story doston? Agar aap sab ko kahani padh kar maza aaya ho, to apni feedback zaror de.

Hello, my dear readers. No intro for today, let’s just go into the story.

SK went and sat on his chair and saw that there she was down on her knees in a black bra and a white panty, head down with respect, and eyes that were waiting for SK’s orders. After opening the folder on SK’s table and confirming everything, SK said, “Go on all fours and crawl to me.”

Devna without any question followed SK’s instruction to the word and crawled towards SK’s table. “Get on your knees”, SK said, when she reached SK’s chair. Devna sat on her knees, head lowered, and waiting for SK’s next words.

Then SK just bent forward from his chair, lowering his head, kept his hands on Devna’s cheeks, and lifted her head slightly. Devna was expecting a romantic scene, staring into each other’s eyes. But SK didn’t even pay attention to her eyes and just pressed his lips on hers and started to suck on her lips violently.

After a few seconds, Devna also reciprocated and opened her lips for SK’s tongue to invade. What followed was a passionate and rough smooching that ended with a load of saliva on Devna’s face.

SK sat properly on his chair and opened his zip. “Are you ready for dinner?”, asked SK as he took out his semi-erect cock that was now just a few centimeters away from Devna’s eyes.

In the mesmerizing view of SK’s dick, Devna forgot to answer the question. SK vigorously pulled away her bra, breaking its straps and causing a slight pain on her. Her eyes closed in discomfort as a man was seeing her fully grown and perky boobs and light pink nipples for the first time.

SK brought his muscular hands towards her breasts, causing his dick to go through her nose, mouth and reach on her chin. He caught hold of both her breasts at the same time and started to quash them with full force. This made Devna scream in pain. The scream had no audience other than SK and the red-colored walls of SK’s office. Meanwhile, Devna remembered that she had fully agreed to all these and given her full consent to be the submissive girl and didn’t want to stop now no matter what.

After having his way with her virgin breasts, SK released them which were completely red. Tears were flowing down Devna’s face that was stopped by SK’s cock which was now in its strongest form. SK said, “Don’t worry, I will not harm you.” And slowly guided his cock into Devna’s mouth.

She was a virgin, she had seen porn and knew what to do. She opened her mouth and took SK’s 8 inched dick, little by little. At the same time, SK got intuition and asked her, “Are you a virgin?” Having been only halfway through the road her mouth had to travel, she nodded to SK’s question, leaving SK in a sigh.

SK didn’t try to control anything for a few minutes and was also allowing Devna to go as she wished on his cock, which she was taking advantage of the most and giving a very light and vanilla blowjob. She thought, “I think that now he will go a bit easy on me, at least for a few days.”

Just as she was thinking this, SK grabbed a long steel ruler from his table and strolled it through Devna’s body, starting from her neck to her shoulders, going through between her savaged boobs, poking a few times on her navel, and reaching its final station just above her panties. Without any warning, SK slid the ruler inside her panties and stroked it along her clean-shaven pussy, which was being ignored till now.

The sudden contact of cold and sharp metal on her vagina sent shivers down her spine. But she continued what she was, at her own comfortable pace. After passing the ruler through her pussy a few times, he brought the ruler back and asked Devna to stop what she was doing. Even though Devna didn’t experience any choking or discomfort during the blowjob, she still breathe heavily, causing her red tits to hover over SK’s thighs.

SK brought the wet ruler to Devna’s mouth and asked her to lick it, to which she complied without her comfort. After cleaning the ruler of her juices, SK placed back the ruler he bent over again, running his tongue all along Devna’s face, going through her ears, and her cheeks, sucking both their saliva and their juices.

He then went for her lips again and started smooching her hard. After draining all of her saliva, SK withdrew his face away from Devna’s face. She looked over to SK’s eyes expressing some feelings that were not experienced by her ever in her life.

SK came a little close to Devna’s face again. She closed her eyes again, expecting one more round of smooching. But trashing her hope and giving her a huge shock, SK spat on her face with all that he had in his mouth and throat. After covering Devna’s face in saliva and a few remains of her juices, SK took the ruler again and started running it along her face, covering it with a small amount of what was on her face.

He lowered the ruler to her right nipple. Then he brought his other hand along the other side of the ruler and applied force on it, bending the scale. SK released the scale on Devna’s cute, pink nipple, giving her jolts of pain and covering her breasts with a splash of saliva.

After repeating the same with her left boob, SK got up. He walked away from Devna, towards a long dining table that was in his cabin. He turned his head slightly, giving Devna a view of his grin, and said, “You are a virgin, so first let’s take care of that.”

Devna’s face faded and her mind began to go dark, SK continued, “Stand up, wear your clothes, and come here in 2 minutes.”

To be continued.

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So, that’s the 3rd part guys, really sorry for delaying it.

Stay tuned to find out how Devna lost her virginity to her Boss and what happened afterward.

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Arham and I are two next-door neighbours and have known each other since childhood. We both turned 22 and are still together. Of course, we love each other very much. This was our first time celebrating Valentine’s Day together. We decided to make it special and spend the entire day together.

On that day, my parents were out of the city and only my twin sister Hira was at home. Arham and I decided to make our occasion special by going on a date. We went for a long walk in the evening. It was then accompanied by a date in the restaurant at night.

I was very sexually aroused that day and started to provoke him sexually. I gave him 4 hints during our romantic dinner. Arham was not able to get hints, but eventually, he did. I was also wearing a black saree on the date to tempt him and have sexual thoughts of me.

We both thought about making love when we reached back home. After finishing dinner, Arham drove the car back home, and we reached my home. When we entered the lounge together, Hira stopped us and asked where we were going.

I told her that we were going upstairs to my room, and then I winked at Hira. Seeing this, Hira understood what we were going to do. She smiled at us and asked us to go up. We both went upstairs. First, I stood against the wall, lifting my leg and tried to tease Arham by saying, “Come to me, Arham.”

Arham came towards me and started to kiss me on the lips. We kissed each other passionately. Hira was seeing our kissing in a hidden way because she wanted to see what we would do. But we could not see her. She stayed there and watched us while we were kissing each other.

Arham grabbed my breasts because he was in love with me.

“Let’s spice things up a little,” I said to him.

“How?” asked Arham

“Let’s recreate the love scene in the movie. ‘Wajah Tum Ho (2016)’ where Ranveer and Siya start talking with love to each other. Then Ranveer ends up pounding Siya. I will be Siya. You will be Ranveer, but we will call each other by our real names,” I said.

Arham agreed but asked how we should do it. “First, I will go to my room. You will go directly to the attached bathroom. You will take your clothes off there, and when I message you, come inside my room,” I replied.

I went inside my room while Arham was in the bathroom. Arham took all his clothes off except his underwear. After a minute, I messaged him, “Come in, Arham.”

Arham opened the door and came inside my room. He saw that the lights were turned off, and there was only a dim light open. The room was full of flowers and teddy bears and a fragrance of love. On the other side of the room, I was standing in front of the mirror.

When Arham saw me, his dick erected hard. I had taken my black saree off. The saree was placed on the floor, along with a bra and underwear. I was completely nude! and was standing against the mirror. Arham clearly saw my bare back and my round butt. We started our dialogues just as in the movie scene.

“Arham!” I said in my mild voice as soon as he entered the room.

“How did you recognize me?” said Arham

Arham walked towards me. While he was walking towards me, I said, “Even in the presence of all these flowers, I cannot forget your fragrance, Arham.”

Arham was now standing behind me. He touched my navel and kissed my bare back.

“Give shelter to this restless fragrance. If I am rain, allow me to pour down on you,” He whispered in my ear.

“Rain doesn’t need anyone’s permission to pour down,” I replied. Then I turned around and faced Arham. I held his face with one hand and said, “I love you.”

This even more turned on Arham, and his dick was even more hard. “It has been years with you, Zuha. But whenever you are far away, I crave your presence,” He said

“Then take me somewhere where you do not have to do anything except love me,” I said

“Close your eyes, Zuha,” Arham insisted in a lustful manner

I closed my eyes. Arham grabbed me by the shoulder and kissed my neck passionately.

“Zuha, I would love to spend a complete day naked in bed with you. I will love you throughout the whole day and will not stop,” he whispered in my ear.

Saying this, Arham lifted me and threw me on the bed. Then kissed my legs and started to caress my navel. After caressing my belly button, he began to kiss it. But suddenly intercepted his kiss.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Arham,” I told him.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Zuha,” he smiled and replied

“Arham, I have never undressed myself in front of any other boy except you. I haven’t said I love you to anyone except you,” I added.

“Me too, Zuha. I have never shared my deepest secrets with anyone except you,” he smiled and said. After this moment, Arham started to kiss my navel. When Arham kissed my navel, I moaned.

“Ah, Arham!” He kissed my navel like he loved me for so many years. I was moaning and enjoying his lips on my naked body. I was completely under his control. I moaned with ecstasy and felt like a queen with all the love he was giving me.

I forgot everything and enjoyed myself with Arham. Arham then moved upwards and started to kiss my cleavage. He first kissed my cleavage and then massaged my boobs. Then he made love to my boobs. First, he kissed and licked the right boob. Then he kissed the left one.

I started to feel even hornier, and my pussy started to drip fluid. Arham kept kissing my boobs and was enjoying it. I kissed his forehead and moaned, “Arham, I love you.” Arham decided to move up. But I held him back and forced him to keep licking my boobs.

“Arham, my boobs are only for you. Kiss them and caress them anytime you want. I will never stop you,” I said to him. Arham then kissed my boobs again and started to suck them. His lips were soft and warm, and I felt like I was in heaven.

As I moaned louder, I got wetter and wetter and wetter and wetter. As I got wetter I got more excited and more turned on. Arham was done licking my boobs and now moved towards my neck.

“You are so sexy, Zuha. I want to be in bed with you for a lifetime. I love you, Zuha. I love you so much,” he whispered while kissing my neck passionately.

“I love you too, Arham. I love you so much. Keep telling me you love me every single time.”

“I will tell you every time, every single time, every second of life,” he replied.

Saying this, he kissed my neck more vigorously and kept kissing it for 5 minutes. Afterwards, he moved further upwards, and we both kissed each other on the lips.

“Zuha, whenever I see you, I get a hard-on. I have craved your naked body for many years,” Hearing this, we kissed each other even more intensely. Our sexual intensity now surged to a peak. We were becoming even hornier than before.

After 5 minutes of intense liplock kissing, we were ready for penetration. Arham asked where the condom was.

“Arham, are you my boyfriend, just like Ranveer is Siya’s boyfriend?” I asked him while holding his face closer with my hands

“Yes,”

“Are you my lover just like Ranveer is Siya’s lover?” I asked him again.

“Yes”

“Ranveer and Siya kissed each other in the bed. Then Ranveer impregnated Siya in the movie,” I told him.

“Yeah, so what do you want to say?” Arham asked curiously

“Impregnate me, Arham, just like Ranveer impregnated Siya,” I begged him while holding his face.

“But are not married yet, Zuha,” said Arham shockingly. He couldn’t believe it.

“Yes, but I want you inside me now. I want to feel you inside me. Don’t you remember, a few moments ago, you wanted me to give shelter to your restless fragrance?” I said to him.

“Yes, you did, Zuha,”

“This is my gift to you, Arham. I am giving shelter to your restless fragrance.” I replied.

“Do you remember when I said I can take care of your secret feelings for me?” I further added.

“Yes,” he replied.

“Then why don’t you let those secret feelings grow, knowing that I can handle them, right,” I continued.

“I want to feel you inside me, Arham. I want to feel the warmth of your sperm inside me. I want to be filled with your sperm inside my womb. I want to feel you as much as I can. If we really are going to be together forever, then let’s start our forever right now,” I said, begging him to impregnate me.

Hearing this, Arham felt lustful, and he was ready for sex. He took the lube and massaged his dick with it. I pulled my legs wider, and Arham started to position his dick towards my pussy. He kissed my neck and stroked his dick inside me immediately.

When I felt the first stroke, I moaned, “Arham, I love you.” He started to penetrate my pussy slowly and kissed my neck and ears. I moaned and cried in pain and pleasure. Arham was slow for the first 10 minutes. But after 10 minutes, he started to stroke harder and deeper inside me.

I moaned and screamed very loudly. As I screamed and shouted, I was feeling pleasurable pain and was losing my mind and control. Then I started to shout and scream his name, “Arham! Arham!” Arham continued to thrust hard and deep. We both were in total ecstasy.

Arham could feel my tightness, and it was an amazing feeling. We both felt refreshed and satisfied with it already. While Arham was humping me harder and even harder, Hira was watching all of this. She watched how I said, “I love you.” to him while standing.

She watched how Arham kissed my navel. Now, she was also watching how Arham was pounding me hard without a condom. She could see the lust on our faces and how I was screaming in pain and pleasure. Arham and I could not see Hira because she was watching us through the window.

Arham kept pounding me hard and deep, hard and deep. I was still screaming, “Arham! Aahhh!” After 25 minutes of continuous and rough sex, we stopped for a short pause. But we were not finished yet, and our sex was far from over. Hira could hear us breathing loudly and heavily.

We were sweating profusely and had a red face. My long hairs were scrambled all over. We were in a state of intense pleasure. But there was something left, and we would continue and finish our sex. We started to kiss each other liplock again and began to whisper lustful things to each other.
We were trying to drive each other crazy. After 10 minutes of liplock and whispering lustful words to each other. We were ready to fuck each other again.

“How does it feel, Arham?” I asked right before we restarted.

“It feels good. It feels better than heaven,” He replied with a smile.

“Good, because I am feeling great, like a goddess,” I told him.

“What do you feel, Zuha?” he asked.

“I feel wonderful. I feel like I am on the top of my world,” I said.

“Really?” He asked.

“Yes, and you are my world, Arham,” I replied, kissing him on his lips.

Hearing this aroused Arham again. He gripped my hands tightly with his hands and then kissed my neck. After that, he said, “This is what I feel right now.” Saying this, he pushed his dick inside and gave me 5 hard strokes inside my pussy.

Those strokes were extremely hard and gave me extreme pleasure and pain at the same time. “Ahh!Arham!” Arham then slowed his intensity down and kept fucking me again and again. He was even harder than round 1. He kept stroking me like this for a while. I was screaming in both pleasure and pain.

“Arham, Do you love me?” I asked in my lustful voice while he was humping me harder.

“I love you, Zuha. I love you so much!” He screamed.

We kept humping each other for 15 minutes. After 15 minutes, both were close to cumming and screamed.

“Arham!”

“Zuha!”

“Arham!”

“Zuha!”

“Arham! I love you Arham!”

At this point, Arham saw my face was red. My hairs were scrambled, and my eyes were closed. My legs were shivering. I was completely in Arham’s control and Arham made full use of my body. Both of us were feeling fulfilment from this hot sex.

At this very moment, he was even more close to reaching climax and humped me faster and faster. “Zuha! Zuha! Zuha! I love you, Zuha! I love you, Zuha!” he screamed. Saying this, he ejaculated a massive load of sperm inside me. Both he and I were grunting and breathing heavily.

Arham’s dick was still ejaculating for about 2 minutes straight. I moaned and screamed Arham’s name again and again while his hot sperm was filling inside my pussy. I was in a state of intense excitement as I felt the warmth of his seed inside me.

Arham was still grunting heavily, and his sperm was filling up my womb. Our noise of screaming was insane and intense. After 3 minutes of continuous orgasm, Arham finally collapsed on top of me. His dick was still inside me and was filling up my G-spot.

After 5 minutes, Arham removed his dick from my pussy. When he took it out, my pussy started to drip Arham’s semen. I was extremely happy with the sex and was still enjoying the feel of Arham’s dick and his semen.

“I love you, Arham,” I said to him, kissing him on the lips.

“I love you, too, Zuha,” he kissed me back.

We lay down and stayed naked like this for many hours to come. We cuddled each other and stayed naked like this. While sleeping, we were holding each other and whispering sweet nothing. After a while, we fell asleep together, and our Valentine’s Day ended up being the perfect one.

Hi, Everyone, and thank you all for the response to the previous stories. I got to fuck my Mom, who caught me fucking my neighbour. So when she confronted me, I took it as an advantage.

I fucked her and cum deep in her warm pussy. Later I got a good blowjob when she took a bath and came out. Mom left my room after me cumming in her. Later when she took a bath, I made her and forced her to give me a blowjob.

I cum in her mouth, which she drank. I was in my room when Dad came. I was scared. What if my Mom said everything to my Dad? He will kill me for sure. I was in two minds, and my Dad shouted my name out.

I went out scared, and my Mom was standing beside him. He asked me, Mom was saying something about me. I wanted to confess to him that in the heat of the moment, I did it, and I am sorry. But he said that I could get the new mobile if I wanted. I was so happy and looked at my Mom.

She had a cunning smile on her face. Bitch I thought, and we had dinner together. I usually help my Mom carry the dishes back to the kitchen after the meal. So once we were in the kitchen, I hugged her and thanked her for not telling Dad anything.

She confessed that it’d been around 8 months that she had proper sex. She got me, who is always horny, to fuck her. She liked the way I was fucking Sandhya earlier that day. She hoped that I would fuck her the same.

I told her that I would fuck her even better than her. I would show all the pleasure in fucking. I moved closer to her and started to kiss her on the lips while my right hand grabbed her left boob. Her nipple was semi-hard and erect.

I pulled her while continuing with the kiss. She moaned hmmm about the pain, and I loved it. I held my other hand over her boobs and started to press them, making her take deep breaths with the pleasure she was getting.

I didn’t leave, and she said in a husky tone that my Dad was out. I said that it makes it more exciting. I placed her hand over my shorts on my dick. She took it back, but again I placed her hand and continued to press her boobs harder.

They were so soft, and as I pressed, they were fighting back, and that’s making me go crazy about them. I started to bite her nipples over the nightie that she wore. She was like I cannot control and she had her hand inside my shorts and began to stroke.

She was also scared that my Dad might come in any moment and started to whisper in my ears.

“Come on, baby cum for your Mom. You can have her holes any time you want and fill her with your cum anytime. You have got a good dick and amazing tongue skills to satisfy Mommy. Cum for mommy, baby cum for your naughty mommy.”

While she stroked and moaned those words, I cum in her hand. I left the kitchen and went to my room. I was so happy that I got a chance to fuck my Mom, and I got a pussy that I can have any time. I dozed off thinking about what to do with Mom in the morning the next day.

I got up around 9:30 in the morning. I checked for my Dad’s bike, and it was not there. When I went in search of my Mom, she was washing the clothes on the rock with her saree to her knees.

The saree was between her boobs, showing her white cleavage. I watched them bounce while she hit the clothes to the rock was amazing to watch. I thought to myself. Why did I not notice that I had a sexy Mom in front of my eyes all these years?

She looked at me, noticing her and asked me what. I just told her to continue with her work went in. I finished my morning chores and got ready for college. By the time I was ready and came out she finished her washing and came into the house.

She asked me whether I was going to have breakfast or not. Her saree was still tied up to her knees. I placed my hands over her knee and moved them upwards to her thighs. I said, “I am not hungry, but if you force me to eat, I would love to eat my favourite dish and leave.”

My hand reached her inner thigh. She found it difficult to stand, and she caught the chair beside her.  Her body was shivering as my speed increased. I pulled the saree covering her down. I saw the cleavage and how her blouse had locked those beautiful melons within it.

As my sight moved downwards, I could see a line of sweat starting from the centre of her cleavage to her navel. It got drowned in the depths of it.  I placed my left hand on her waist and smoothly started to press her waist folds. She caught my hand and trembled as she got her orgasm.

When she opened her face, she had sweat drops all over her face. She blushed as she made eye contact with me. I smiled and winked at her and left for college.

I saw Sandhya in college. During the break, she pulled me aside and asked me what happened. I just said nothing. She then asked me when I was planning to play with her body again. I said any time. She told me that she had a lab class in the next hour, and then she was free.

She also took the key to her friend’s room and wished I could join her. I smiled and said why not.  Please leave your feedback to [email protected].

Hello doston, mera naam hai Rishabh, aur meri mami ka naam hai Ruchi. Meri mami ek 36 saal ki hot figure ki aurat hai, jinka figure hai 34-30-38. Mami gehuye rang ki aurat hai, aur unki gaand bahut hi sexy hai. Mera koi bhi dost unko dekh ke deewana ho jaye.

Is story mein main aur meri mami lockdown mein fass gaye hote hai, aur main mami ko buri tarah chodta hu. Main unke bahut maze leta hu. Ye ek fantasy story hai, chaliye shuru karte hai.

Rishab: Mami, mami aapne news dekhi?

Mami: Nahi beta, kya hua?

Rishab: Mami lockdown lag gaya hai, aur hum dono yaha akele fass chuke hai.

Mami: Kya! Kitne din ka lockdown hai? Tere mama bhi baahar hai. Wo to wahi fass gaye hai. Ab kya karenge?

Rishab: Haa mami, ab kya kar sakte hai?

Mami: Haa, kitne din ka hai lockdown. Ab hum dono kya karenge?

Rishab: 21 din ka hai mami.

Mami: Kya! Hey bhagwan, ab kya hoga? Tere mama bhi nahi hai.

Rishab: Mami ap to waise bhi akeli hi rehti ho. Mama to hamesha baahar hi rehte hai, aur is baar to main bhi hu.

Mami: Haa tu baat to sahi keh raha hai. Chal ab kya kar sakte hai, jo ho gaya wo ho gaya.

Rishab: Haa mami, koi na.

Mami: Acha chal main nahane jaa rahi hu. Mujhe garmi lag rahi hai.

Rishab: Mami ek baat bolu to maanogi kya?

Mami: Kya bol?

Rishab: Pehle main naha lu kya?

Mami: Kyun, mujhe jaane do na. Mujhe garmi lag rahi hai.

Rishab: Please na.

Mami: Chal theek hai, zyada der mat lagana.

Rishab: Ok mami.

Main nahane jata hu, aur bathroom mein main mami ki bra panty par aaram se muth maarta hu. Main kapdon ke andar muth chodh deta hu, aur bathroom mein ek camera bhi fit kar deta hu.

Mami: Kitni der lagegi, jaldi aa na. Itni der to mujhe nahi lagti.

Rishab: Haa aa gaya mami main, jao aap.

Fir main bina underwear ke sirf shorts mein baahar aata hu. Mami nahane jati hai aur dekhti hai unki bra panty mein mera maal laga tha. Wo samajh jati hai ye mera hi tha, aur bahut naraaz hoti hai.

Mami bahut hi sanskari lady hai, but jaisa ki maine aapko bataya ki mama baahar rehte hai to mami doosre mardon se chudne ki jagah ungli karke khud ko shant karti hai. Ye sab record ho jata hai.

Mami baahar apne geele khule baalon mein aati hai lower aur t-shirt pehan kar, aur bina bra-panty pehne. Unko dekh ke main pagal ho jata hu. Unke nipples aur gaand ki daraar ek-dum saaf chamak rahe the.

Mere shorts mein se mera lund ek-dum khada ho chuka tha. Main unhe bahut hawas bhari nazron se dekh raha tha. Wo notice karti hai mujhe bhi, aur mere lund ko bhi, aur bolti hai-

Mami: Kya dekh rahe ho? Kya hua?

Main ghabrate hue bolta hu: Nahi-nahi mami kuch nahi, bas aise hi.

Fir wo apne room mein jaake change karne lagti hai bina room lock kare. Main bathroom se phone uthata hu. Usme mujhe unki video dikh jati hai  fingering karte hue ki. Ab main pagal ho chuka tha. Mere andar ka jaanwar jaag chuka tha, jo mami ko bilkul randi banana chaahta tha.

Fir main jaldi se jata hu, aur dekhta hu mami kapde utaar rahi thi. Wo bilkul nangi khadi thi, aur naye kapde nikaal rahi thi. Main baahar khada dekh raha tha, aur apni shorts utaar ke muth maarta hu. Wo mujhe dekh leti hai, aur jaldi se kapde pehan ke baahar aati hai. Main muth maarta rehta hu nanga hoke. Wo aake mere thappad maarti hai, aur kehti hai-

Mami: Kutte! Ye kya kar raha hai tu? Abhi ruk sab ko batati hu, dekh ab tu! Main teri mami hu, teri himmat kaisi hui?

Mujhe is thappad ka bahut bura laga. Mujhme badle ki aag lag gayi thi. Main haste hue kehta hu-

Main: Abe chinaal, kutiya, randi, jaa jisko phone karna hai kar le. Bol de sab ko. Main bhi ye dikha doonga sab ko. Bahut aag hai na teri chut mein, to mujhe kyun nahi bol rahi hai? Main shant kar deta hu.

Ye bol kar main mami ko unki fingering wali video dikha deta hu. Mami video dekh ke shock ho jati hai. Fir wo bolti hai-

Mami: Please beta, is baare mein kisi ko mat bolna. Meri bahut izzat hai. Please delete kar do isko.

Main bola: Jaa kar na phone kar. Ab kya hua? Toone thappad maara tha na mere, ab dekh tu tere sath kya-kya karta hu. Tujhe bahut ghamand hai na tere pati ki achi job ka. Ab dekh tu tere sath kya-kya karunga. Kaise main tujhe bazaru sasti randi banata hu behan ki lodi, chinaal.

Mami ab bolne lagti: Maaf kar de mujhe please. Kuch mat karna please. Mami hu main tumhari.

Main: Chup randi saali, dekh ab tu bas.

Main uske baal kheech ke usko neeche apne lund pe leke jata hu. Fir kehta hu-

Main: Choos isko chal.

Mami: Nahi main nahi karungi. Main mami hu teri.

Main: Choos saali randi, tujhe samajh nahi aaya? Ya video daalu family group mein?

Mami ye sun kar jhat se lund muh mein leti hai ahhhh ahhhh. Main sab firse record karne lagta hu.

Mami: Please record na karo.

Main bola:  Saali randi, teri samajh nahi aa raha. Ab tu koi sanskari aurat nahi hai. Ab tu randi hai poori samjhi? Choos chup-chaap.

Aur main buri tarah mami ko apna lund chuswata hu. Main usko deepthroat dene lagta hu, jisse uske aansu aa jaate hai. Wo mana karti hai, lekin main berehmi se uska muh chod raha tha. Mami mujhe aisa naa karne ke liye bol rahi thi.

Mami: Maaf kar do mujhe, main mami hu teri. Ye sab galat hai.

Itna bolte hi maine ek jhatke se firse lund uski halak tak daal diya. Waise doston, mera lund real mein 7.5 inch ka hai, jo kisi bhi aurat ki gaand faad sakta hai, aur usko uchaal sakta hai.

Ab bahut der lund choosne ke baad main mami ke muh ke andar hi gale tak maal chhodh deta hu, aur wo ek achi randi ki tarah sab maal pee leti hai.

Mami: Ye sab bahut galat hai.

Main: Chup reh randi, tu bas dekh ab kya-kya hoga tere sath is thappad ke hisaab mein.

Doston umeed karta hu aapko meri story pasand aayi hogi. Agar aap sabhi ko aage ka part chahiye to mujhe mail karke bataye.

Kisi ko mami ban ke roleplay karna ho to mail kare. Main aapke response ka wait kar raha hu. Thanks for reading

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Story from Priya’s POV:

After the storm subsided that night, we managed to reach home safely. When we entered the hall, it was pitch dark. But thanks to the moon and street lights, we could manage without switching the lights on.

In the dead night’s silence, along with the ticks of the pendulum clock, Ravi’s snoring was far from imperceptible.

Deva gazed at my glistening skin marred in rainy wetness. The damp saree did a wonderful job of sticking to my flaring voluptuous figure.

Quite unsurprisingly, I felt my son’s hand rest once again on the contours of my soft ass.

“Not in the hall!” I whispered.

Before I could do anything, I felt my pallu being removed. Once again my saree fell on the floor and I found myself pinned on the wall, ass facing him. I could clearly hear the sound of my husband snoring from the other end of the wall as much as I could feel my son lovingly removing my sandals.

He sat down on the floor, held my dainty feet in his hands, and gently ran his wet tongue through my toes sucking them with so much love.

Looking into my eyes, he began flicking his tongue on my toe, just the way I flicked my tongue on his penis.

“Don’t tickle me, you moron!” I whispered. But short yelps of ticklish moans erupted from my mouth. I had to use enormous willpower to stay silent even as he most lovingly tickled my feet.

“If you tickle anymore, I am going to shout and wake up your papa!” I chided even as I moved my toes in and out of his warm mouth.

Quite scared, my insatiable son shifted his focus to my ankles and slowly to my calves. I knew he was smelling my skin as much as he was feeling it. His nose found a way to the back of my knees which quite unknown to my husband, was an erogenous zone. Deva amorously smelled and attended to that sweat-filled place. He then got up and stood behind me.

“Don’t you want to wake up papa?” he teased as he undid the knot of my petticoat.

I took in a huge breath as if to shout and almost laughed as I saw Dev’s expression suddenly turn to that of absolute panic.

“So, now that you know your place, don’t you dare tease me!” I whispered.

“Yes maa!” my son submitted.

I tried to shout again and this time, my son closed my mouth with his palms pulling me close to his large muscular frame. My panty-clad ass was jammed between my son’s pelvis and the wall.

“Now you know your place!” Dev whispered as he undid my blouse and sent it to the floor in a jiffy.

He gently lifted my arms and savored the pungent steamy aroma of my armpits even as he gently plodded his fingers into my mouth as my tongue warmed his calloused finger.

My wheatish soft wrist was bound by the thick brown palm of my son as he teased and tormented my poor armpit.

“Your smell is so sexy! It’s so intoxicating!” he whispered as he relished my scent.

“Oh, beta!“ I whispered as he relentlessly worshipped me.

“Maa, would you come sleep in my room tonight?” Dev whispered.

“Only if you carry me!” I whispered back.

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Story from Deva’s POV:

I lifted my beautiful mother and brusquely walked to my room, not taking my gaze off her lovely eyes except occasionally to gaze at her seductive form clad in nothing but bra and panty.

“What are you going to do with me, beta!” she enquired.

“Put my nose in your butthole”, I replied.

Then I lay her down on the bed, ass facing the ceiling. She got into a doggy position and jiggle her soft buttery ass cheeks. I caught those buttery heavenly flesh and spread them wide.

Through the dim light pervading my room, I could once again relish the sight of my mother’s soft buns of flesh. As I parted her heavenly cheeks, I saw her cherished butthole and the creases surrounding her opening, the velvety moisture, the soft hairs.

Then I gently placed my nose in the dampness between.

Ahh.. the scent… the scent of a woman is the most divine creation concealed in the most secret places of her beautiful body so sacred. The more secret the place, the more intoxicating the scent.

I craved her scent from the day I sniffed her panties for the first time. Now after so many years, I have moved from her panty to her feet, to her calves, to her armpits, to her gorgeous anal crevice of this beautiful woman which was oozing with her phenomenal pheromones.

The first whiff of her sweaty butthole sent waves of bliss after bliss as if the very heavens were descending upon me. I breathed in her scent as slowly and deliberately as possible and lodged my face between her cheeks.

Soon, the craving to smell was replaced with craving to taste. I dutifully unloaded copious amounts of saliva on her puckered love hole. Then I flicked my tongue on her soft velvet anal tissue.

Every gentle swipe of my tongue on her flesh elicited soft moans from my mother. Every probing of my tongue on her surface produced subtle spasms from her premium. Slowly, I decided to rim my mother in her sweet sweaty butthole.

Then I penetrated her with my tongue steadily as her orifice welcomed my presence. A few inches into her deep hole felt warm and heavenly. She clenched her butt muscles around my tongue experiencing my wetness before I gently retracted through her tight canal sending waves and spasms of pleasure throughout her body.

In a few minutes, the mother and son were in the midst of intense anal rimming. She thrust herself into me as I thrust my tongue into her. The rhythm got faster as much as the spasms of her pleasure and soon my mother was pulsating with waves of bliss rocking her body.

I stayed with her till her pulsations evened out before withdrawing my tongue. Sweating and panting, she fell on the bed. I joined her as we embraced, exchanging saliva, feeling each other’s tongues, and embracing each other.

“Well, that was something, beta” mother whispered as she rewarded me with copious kisses while undressing me.

“Glad you enjoyed it too!” I whispered back between the kisses throwing off her bra.

“We sure enjoy each other a lot” she mumbled as we kissed each other, wrapped in embrace.

“What a mother you are! Touching your son’s cock”, I whispered as her beautiful hands wrapped around my cock.

“Oh yeah! What a son you are, worshipping your mother’s butthole?” She whispered as she began the handjob.

“But you worshipped my cock, didn’t you, you slut mother?”, I whimpered while moaning.

“Oh yeah! What about eating cake from your mommy’s ass at a party!? Isn’t that dirty?”

“Oh, that’s not as half as slutty as letting me smell your ass when your husband is around! Oh maa jerk me like that!”, I whimpered as she artfully jerked her hand across my fat throbbing cock. Then I looked into her eyes and she sensed my impending waves of release.

“Ohh yes, beta cum! Cum for your mommy! Cum before papa wakes up” She whispered as the dam of my semen reservoir broke wide open and ropes and ropes of thick white cum were squeezed out by the woman of my dreams.

“So much cum!” she whispered as she lovingly cleaned me.

“I hope your anal obsession is over by tonight”, said mother as she put on her bra and panties.

“I hope so too”, I said.

“Good. Because tomorrow our relatives are coming! So, behave. They can’t know about our affair”, she said as she walked out.

“Sure, I can hold my horses for a day. Can’t I?”

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I didn’t tell Meera anything. I went directly to my hostel on Monday.

It was lunchtime when she appeared in my classroom. Her presence was like a sudden gust of wind. She stared at me, her gaze commanding and unyielding. I had no choice but to follow her. We stood at the end of the corridor.

“How was it?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

“Nothing happened,” I replied, trying to sound casual.

She looked deep into my eyes. “I know your eyes,” she said softly.

I couldn’t find the words to respond, so I kept silent, staring back at her.

“Come to my house after college,” she instructed and went.

I have to go to her house. When I was having coffee, Her mother asked me, “Did she teach you well?” she asked.

“Yes, I can understand more than anyone else,” I replied.

Her mother said to me, “Better, say let her open a tuition centre.”

“Yes,” I said, my tone teasing, a grin spreading across my face.

She couldn’t hide the smile tugging at her lips. “Alright, enough,” she said to me, sounding hard.”Let’s get to work.”

She didn’t waste any time as we entered her room. “So, how was it with him?”

I took a deep breath. “Well, it was intense,” I began, my mind racing to find the right words.

“He was very passionate and, um, focused.”

Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she nodded for me to continue.

“He has this way of making me feel like I am the only person in the world,” I said, “Every touch, every kiss felt so…deliberate, like he was savouring every moment.”

She leaned, her expression unreadable. “Did he do that thing with his tongue?” she asked, a hint of a smile on her lips.

I couldn’t help but laugh despite the tension. “Oh, yes. That was definitely memorable.”

She was silent momentarily as I explained how I enjoyed the weight of the conversation hanging between us. I wondered what she was thinking about, whether she was angry or hurt.

I touched her hand, wanting to bridge the gap between us. “It doesn’t change things between us.”

I felt a pain in her face. I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. The kiss was soft and tentative at first. But then it deepened, fueled by the emotions swirling between us.

We pulled away, breathless, eyes locked.

“You mean so much to me.” She said and responded with another kiss, this one more urgent.

Her skin was soft under my fingers, and her moans were a sweet melody in my ears. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. We froze, our breath coming in ragged gasps. I lowered the speaker’s volume.

“What is it, Mom?” She called out, trying to keep her voice steady.

“Friends have come over,” her mom replied from the other side of the door.

Panic surged through us. We scrambled to get dressed, hands fumbling in our haste. We ran to the bathroom, splashing water on my face.

As she opened the door, it was her classmate. He had come to collect some notes from her. I could see the shock on his face when he saw me there. “What are you doing here?” he asked, clearly confused.

Before I could respond, she stepped in. “She just came over to clear up some doubts,” she said smoothly, offering him a quick smile.

He looked at both of us, his expression sceptical. “Uh, okay,” he said slowly. I forced a casual smile.

“Right. Well, I have to get going,” he said, glancing back at Meera. “Thanks for the notes.”

We closed the door and leaned against it as soon as he left. We looked at each other as soon as the door closed, bursting into nervous laughter. “That was close,” I said, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

“Too close,” she agreed, leaning in for a quick kiss.

We then sat on the bed. Her expression shifted to something more naughty.

She began, her voice soft and teasing, “I have a plan for his birthday.”

I raised an eyebrow, delighted. “Oh? What plan?”

She grinned, leaning closer. “I was thinking of inviting him to a special place. He doesn’t know you’ll be there.”

I tilted my head. “Okay, and what exactly do you have in mind?”

Her grin widened. “I want to give him a birthday treat he’ll never forget. A threesome.”

I blinked, taken aback by her boldness. “You want us to…together?”

She nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Yes. I think it could be amazing. I think it could be really special for all of us.”

I felt a mix of emotions – excitement, nervousness, and a hint of curiosity. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she unfolded the details of her plan.

“I know a place for the surprise party,” She began, her voice hushed but thrilled. She leaned forward. “We’ll decorate with candles and soft music and create an intimate atmosphere.” I nodded, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement.

“You’ll be in another room so that he doesn’t know you’re there,” She continued, her eyes locking onto me. “When he arrives, I’ll greet him in a stunning outfit at the door, capturing his attention. Then, I’ll lead him to the room where everything is ready for a great time!”

I could picture the scene vividly. I imagined her, looking radiant and seductive, leading him into the beautifully decorated space. “I’ll start engaging with him intimately,” She explained, her voice lowering to a muggy tone.

“I’ll offer him the drinks we got for the plan,” She explained, her voice lowering to a sultry tone. “I’ll be sitting beside him, making small talk and building up the atmosphere.”

I could see it in her mind. They were both on the couch, the soft clink of glasses with non-alcoholic drinks as they toasted his birthday. The warmth of the intimate setting wrapped around them like a blanket.

“Then I’ll start engaging with him intimately,” She continued, her voice almost a whisper. “Slowly undressing him and myself, enjoying each moment on the couch, and then guiding him to the bed.” I felt a flutter of excitement in her stomach.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” she asked.

I took a deep breath and nodded. “Yes, I am. I want to try.”

She smiled, her confidence unwavering. “It’s going to be amazing. Just follow my lead, and everything will be perfect.”

As the day of the surprise approached, I found myself growing more and more excited. We had prepared all the preparations, and the atmosphere was perfect. Candles flickered gently, casting a warm glow over the room, and soft, sensual music played in the background.

When the evening finally arrived, I slipped into the adjoining room. My heart was pounding with anticipation as the doorbell rang. I couldn’t hear as the music was overlapping their talks. I was waiting for her message to signal me to enter. I had to undress and enter the room when I received the message.

I entered the room as planned. He was on the bed, blindfolded, just as we had agreed. I climbed over him, my body hovering just above his cock. I positioned myself. With deliberate slowness, I guided.

As his cock entered my pussy. As I began, she moaned on my behalf and filled the room. With each sound, she made a sweet melody that urged me on.

Suddenly, he asked. “Hey, is there someone else ?” he asked, suspicion lacing his voice.

Before I could respond, he reached up and removed the blindfold. His eyes widened in shock. For a moment, there was only silence.

“Happy birthday!” we said in unison, the surprise written all over his face slowly morphing into a delighted grin.

“We have a few surprises for you,” I teased, my voice dripping with anticipation.

“Please, continue,” he urged, his eyes full of excitement and curiosity.

With a playful smile, I release myself from his cock, moving aside. She came and sat beside me. We both leaned in, our tongues exploring and licking his cock together. His groans of delight filled the room, encouraging us further.

“Come beside me,” he requested me, his voice husky with desire.

We turned to face each other, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together while she continued to pleasure him. Her lips on his cock and my pussy at regular intervals.

Then, she lay back on the bed. My lips found her pussy; he positioned himself behind me, his cock entering my pussy with a slow, deliberate thrust. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before, a new level of pleasure that took my breath away.

We moved together perfectly, each of us lost in our happiness. His thrusts from behind, my lips on her. Our shared passion created an unforgettable experience of pure joy. As he slowly withdrew from my pussy, I moved towards her, presenting my pussy.

She began to pleasure me, her tongue skillfully exploring every sensitive spot. He then positioned himself, entering her with a firm, deliberate thrust. The room filled with a chorus of our shared moans. I could feel the tremors of her body as he moved inside her.

The vibrations travelled through her and into me. Her tongue continued its dance. I matched her rhythm, our bodiesresponding to each other in perfect harmony. We were lost in our shared passion, each moment exploring deeper connection and unparalleled pleasure.

The night was a celebration of more than just his birthday. It was a celebration of our connection, our shared desires. The deep, unspoken bond that brought us together in this moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

These are the stories that I wanted to share. I’ve told you about all the first times, each with a special feeling. Only these friends are still around, the ones who make me happy and who I still talk to. I haven’t met anyone else who has attracted me similarly.

Thanks to the readers who have read my stories and given positive feedback. If you’ve enjoyed my writing and would like me to continue sharing fiction stories, I’d be delighted to do so. Your support means a lot to me, and I’m eager to keep creating and sharing more tales with you.

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