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Hey Guys, I’m Sulekha. I’m a widow. I’m 49 years old and am a single mother of 25 kids. Today’s story happened many years ago when I was still a young girl.

It was before I was married. I hadn’t even met my husband at that time. I was at a party in Goa. I was seated at the table with my guy friends, watching people dance on the floor. A white and blonde guy, seated by himself in the corner, gulped his drink down.

Rising from his chair, approached our table and asked me to have a dance with him. I agreed with a smile. Taking his hand, I followed him to the dance floor.

“You are pretty,” he said, yelling to be heard over the loud music. His accent sounded Australian.

“Thank you,” I blushed.

“I’m Jake,” he said.

“Sulekha,” I introduced myself.

“Pleasure to meet you, Sulekha,” said Jake curtly.

“Same here, Jake,” I replied.

When the music ended, Jake grabbed my legs and lifted me in the air. The crowd applauded us. Stepping off the dance floor, Jake asked me to join him at his table. I agreed. Glancing at my table, I gestured to my friends that I was going with Jake.

They were visibly disappointed. After all, they had been quite eager to fuck me later that night. It wasn’t like I didn’t try to ask Jake to join me and my friends. But he wasn’t very enthusiastic about it. He said that he wished me to join him at his table—just me and him.

As the night progressed, Jake and I had dinner together. He showcased his Australian humour, making me laugh with his witty jokes. After dinner, he asked me if I wished to accompany him for a walk. I agreed. By that time, my friends had probably left for our hotel.

“I had a lovely evening with you, Sulekha,” Jake said, his voice sombre. We were at a beach across from his hotel, walking along the waves of the sea. Our feet kicked the sand with every step.

“So did I, Jake,” I replied, smiling. Jake looked at me, his smile failing to hide his pain. A pain that I didn’t know anything about. “So, where are your friends?” I inquired.

“I got none,” he replied grimly.

“You travelled all the way from Australia to India alone,” I said sharply.

“I did,” said Jake gravely, his gaze fixed on his toes.

“Why!” I muttered immediately.

“It’s a long story,” Jake sighed.

“We got the whole night,” I insisted.

Jake stopped. He sat down and gazed into the open waters. I sat down beside him, following his gaze. When he finally spoke, his words were slow and grim, like his heart bore a heavy burden.

“Five years ago, I got married. My wife is a beautiful lady, and I love her to the core. We were happy. Really happy. We were and still are so madly in love. We wished to start a family together. I always wanted to be a father. It is one of my life’s greatest dreams.”

“So, why can’t you?” I asked encouragingly.

“Because my wife can’t become a mother,” Jake answered, his face turning grim with the answer. “After trying for years, when nothing happened, we decided to consult a doctor. The doctor ran a few tests. When the reports came, we found out that my wife is incapable of becoming a mother.”

“I’m really sorry to hear that,” I placed a hand on his shoulder sympathetically.

“It was devastating news for both of us. My wife was shattered. She became a shell of herself. We went into therapy. There, the therapist suggested that we consider adoption.”

“But,” I said encouragingly.

“My wife was on board with the idea. She is still fixated on adoption. But I don’t want adoption. I want my child. I wish to father a child through a woman. Our difference of opinion grew us apart. We lived under the same roof, but we lived like strangers.

There was nothing between us that could remotely be seen as a sign of marriage. And a few weeks ago, she packed her bags and left. Though she hadn’t filed for divorce, I feel like my marriage is falling apart.”

“I’m so sorry to hear that,” I said sympathetically.

“I don’t want to lose my wife,” Jake sobbed. I put an arm around him. He buried his head in my chest and cried, ‘I love her. I want her to stay. But I also want to have my child.”

“It’s okay… It will be okay,” I whispered.

“How can you say that,” he sobbed.

“You just have to believe that. One day, everything will be fine,” I consoled him.

“You truly think that,” he lifted his head. Our gaze met.

“I do,” I replied, smiling, wiping his tears.

We held each other’s gaze for a while. And then, suddenly, Jake kissed me. I felt his tongue against mine. At the beach, under the cover of darkness, we made out for a while. Jake’s body was moving on impulse and not reason. Mine, well, I never had a great reputation for fending off sexual advances.

Jake kissed my cheeks and slowly moved to my neck. His fingers grabbed my top. My hands shot up instantly. Pulling my top over my head, he dropped it to the side. My bra was the next to come off. Jake wrapped his lips around my nipples, my milk filling his mouth.

He pulled away, a shock registered on his face.

“You are lactating,” he muttered.

“Yes, I gave birth a year ago,” I replied.

“Where’s your baby?” he inquired.

“I gave him up for adoption,” I answered, “but for some reason, I haven’t stopped lactating.”

“Was it painful, giving up your child?”

“Not too much,” I said.

“So, you are fertile,” he murmured, mostly to himself.

“Yes,” I replied vaguely.

A grin formed on his face. He turned to me and said, “If I ask you to do something, would you do it?”

“Depends on what you ask,” I replied.

“I want you to have my baby. In return, I’ll pay you. I’ll tell my wife that we’ll be adopting your child. That way, my wife will get what she wants. I’ll get what I want.”

For a hot minute, neither of us spoke. After much deliberation, I finally broke the silence, “How much money are you offering?”

“How about $50,000,” offered Jake, “On top of that, I’ll also cover your doctor’s fee and delivery fee. If you agree.”

I pondered for a minute and then said yes. The joy on his face was unmistakable. He was over the moon with it. Taking me in his arms, he kissed me. He moved down and kissed my boobs. The warmth of his tongue excited my nipples.

They were hard. Laying me down on the sand, Jake worked on my shorts. Taking my panties off, he tossed them away, lost in the sea. My legs closed around him as his head pushed against my pelvis. I felt his tongue reach deep into my pussy, making it wetter than it already was.

My moans began to fill the air. “Oh, Jake. Oh yeah, yes, Jake,” I cried, my fingers moving through his blonde curly hair. “Eat me, Jake, eat me.” My body was hot. My loins were on fire. I badly wanted his cock in me. Jake realised it. He lifted his head.

Our gaze met once more. His joy was palpable. In a swift motion, he took his clothes off and climbed on top of me. I guided his dick inside my pussy as he kissed and sucked my boobs.

“Oh yes. Oh yes, yeah,” I moaned. His tongue circled my nipples, caressing my areolas. His hands gently grabbed my thighs, spreading them wide. “Ah, fuck me, yes, fuck me,” I moaned. His dick was big. Bigger than any I have had till that point.

“You are such a fuckin’ hot girl, Sulekha,” said Jake, pelvis rubbing against mine with each thrust, “I’ve never experienced an Indian woman before. Your body feels so different and exotic,” he complimented, moving to kiss my neck.

“Oh yes, Jake. Oh yes. Fuck me, Jake. Fuck my Indian body. Ah, you are my first white guy, too, Jake. I had never had a white dick before,” I replied, moaning.

Jake lifted his head, thrusting ceased, his hands letting go of my thighs. Locking eyes with me, he said, “Are you serious about never experiencing a white cock before?”

“Yes,” I said slowly, “You are my first white cock.”

“Fucking hell, Sulekha, why didn’t you say this before,” Jake muttered excitedly.

His arms circled my head, enveloping me. His head cast a shadow over mine. There was more energy in each of his push. His cock grinding my hole really hard, accompanied by quick kisses.

“Yes… yes… yes… yes… yes,” my moans matched the rhythm of his humping. “Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me.”

“Fuck Sulekha,” Jake grunted, “You have a body to be fucked and bred.”

“Breed me, Jake. Breed my body, put a baby in me.”

Jake grunted. I could feel his tool tightening inside me. He lifted his head, his eyes rolling back. With one strong thrust, he exploded in me. I could feel his baby juice in my cunt. After dumping his load in me, he got off me and laid on my side.

I rolled over. Grabbing his limp tool, I put it in my mouth. I parted his urethral opening with my tongue. It excited him instantly. I guessed his wife had never done that to him before. I licked and kissed his balls and sucked on his shaft. All the while, he lay there and grunted.

Once his tool was up again for action, Jake took charge. Making me go on all my fours, he pounded me from behind. My boobs are hanging like melons from trees.

“Fuck! What a pussy,” exclaimed Jake, pulling my hair from behind as his dick drilled my hole.

“Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy, Jake,” I moaned loud.

“Yeah, baby,” Jake slapped my ass, “you got an ass to be slapped and a body to be done in doggy style.”

“Do me, Jake, yes. Do me.”

“Fuck you, baby, fuck you,” Jake moaned.

“Ah,” I let you short but quick loud moans.

His fingers let go of my hair. His hands grabbed my butt cheeks as his pushes intensified. By big boobs slapping against my ribs, making a thumping sound that made him even more horny. “Yes, Sulekha… yes,” Jake grunted, “Will you make me a daddy, Sulekha? Will you make me a daddy?”

“Yes, Yes,” I replied, moaning.

“Then tell me you want my baby!”

“I want you, baby, Jake. I want your baby,” I said hastily, “Make me a mommy, Jake, make me a mommy.”

“Give me a beautiful Indian baby, Sulekha. Give me a beautiful Indian baby like you,” Jake grunted. He was edging closer to cumming.

“Yes, Jake, give me my first foreign baby. Give it to me, give it to me, Jake, fuck me into a mommy.”

“Ah, I’m going to cum, Sulekha. Tell do you want my seed.”

“Cum in me, Jake. Cum in me. Give me an Aussie baby. Breed me with your Aussie seed. I want to be your baby mommy,” I cried.

Jake pulled my hair tight as he edged. I felt like he would rip my head off with the strength he was pulling my hair. I heard him grunt as he shot his cum deep in my pussy for the second time that night. Once her had unloaded entirely, he kissed every inch of my back while his hands massaged my big boobs.

The next morning, I returned to my hotel room only to gather my belongings. I moved in with Jake. Though my friends were disappointed, they understood my arrangement. Over the next three months, I’d travel with Jake to every part of the country he’d visit.

Jake fucked me regularly and kept fucking me until the test reports showed that I was five weeks pregnant. The baby was definitely his, as he had not let anyone else fuck me. Jake was over the moon with the news.

As per the agreement, he covered my medical bills and also my delivery charges and post-delivery treatments. Jake’s wife flew over to India for the delivery as well. She was excited to welcome her child. My pregnancy had definitely patched things between Jake and his wife.

However, neither he nor I had told the woman about the arrangement. To her, I was just a random Indian girl. I hooked up with a foreign tourist, got pregnant, and had to give away her child to avoid social ousting.

I gave birth to a baby girl. She inherited Jake’s white and blonde features. When asked to name the child, I let Jake’s wife name the girl. She was going to be their child. Savannah Nautiyal McCarthy. That’s what she named her.

She was adamant that the girl must have her birth mother’s name as well. Hence, she took my surname as my daughter’s middle name.

So, guys, that is the first part of this two-part story about the birth of my second child and my first child from a foreigner. I hope you like it. I would love to know your thoughts in the comment section below or you can contact me at [email protected].

I’ll be back with the second part. I’ll explain how I reconnected with Savannah and how she became a part of my family years later and fully integrated herself into its ways. Until then, it’s bye from my side.

Hello, all readers of Indian Sex Stories. Once again, this is Kumar from Bangalore. Today, I would like to describe the story that occurred recently. I had written my story on this site and I had received positive feedback from several readers on my email.

One of them was Khushi. This story is dedicated to her. She was the first to respond to my previous story.

Khushi had messaged me saying she enjoyed my story. I wrote to her, complimented her for her response, and attempted to initiate a conversation. She took time to reply and I almost gave up on hopes of hearing back from her again. However, she appeared to be shy and introverted, and did not want to open up. Our early chats never went any further than ‘hi’ and ‘hello’.

She rarely responded to my texts instantly. Part of the miscommunication stemmed from the unusual times we were online. We both appeared to be online at various times. The other explanation seemed to be that Khushi was hesitant to talk with strangers.

However, luck shined on me one day when I stumbled onto my reader Khushi online. Her early responses were frigid, but she finally softened up. I learned that she was thirty, married and that her husband lived abroad. She was a simple girl living in Bangalore who shared a flat with her friends.

We started talking more often over time, and she started opening up to me. Despite her introversion, she was able to hold my interest. We began to have casual talks and talk a little more together over time. She shared some photos with me one day, and I was in awe of her beauty.

I was in awe and felt fortunate that I had a conversation with such a stunning woman. When it came to our conversations, Khushi was very rigid and never made anything personal. I respected that if my texts descended into the area of the sexual world, she would stop responding.

As the days went by, we were getting to know one another. Khushi asked me whether I would be interested in meeting her one day, out of the blue. She was quite explicit in saying that this would be a friendly get-together and that there would be no more expectations. The meeting with her thrilled me and excited me a lot.

I had only known Khushi for three months, so I wasn’t expecting anything more than a friendly get-together. We made plans to grab coffee at a Bangalore mall on Saturday. Due to excitement, I reached the place ahead of time and informed her that I was there.

I was waiting for Khushi at a coffee shop, but I told her that I just had arrived on time. A tap on my shoulder startled me. She was a gorgeous woman who looked like a model standing next to me. It shocked me. I wasn’t even sure I was speaking to the same individual for a moment.

Khushi was dressed in a loose-fitting white t-shirt and a pair of blue tight-fitting shorts. Her hair matched silk’s smoothness, adorning her face, an alluring canvas. Gently embracing her breasts with a sensual flow at her waist. Every strand resembled a silky whisper. Her eyes shone with the brilliance of emeralds with a color deeper than the sea. Her captivating stare has the ability to effortlessly captivate an observer.

My heart skipped a beat at every glance as if they were enchanted. Her lips had a sensitive appeal, shaped like Cupid’s bow’s soft curve. Her soft smile made an enticing gesture on her face. Enticing my fingers to follow the elegant trail to her mouth. Glossy lipstick gave them a sensuous sheen, and they looked stunning. Her nose was a masterwork of proportions, with a subtle softness that enhanced the beauty of her luminous shine.

Just staring at her face sparked a seductive urge to touch and feel, to gently stroke and kiss her nose. Khushi’s complexion was as smooth as butter, matching her immaculate face. Her cheekbones were ornamented with a hint of elegance, and when she smiled, her gorgeous dimple showed up.

Khushi was attractive and had a well-defined hourglass shape, measuring 34-30-34. Her bright white t-shirt and her tight shorts made it stand out. Her breasts were accentuated by the loose-fitting Tee, which revealed a hint of her cleavage. Every time she leaned forward, her subtle red bra became evident thanks to clever color coordination.

Khushi’s smooth, waxed skin allowed a view all the way to her navel with each movement. Her Tees artfully showed her navel, which was a sight to behold. Her navel was smooth, and her waistline was easily visible. She had a naval hole that resembled a lotus, full of delicacy just waiting to be discovered.

Khushi’s posterior was highlighted by her form-fitting shorts. They had a firm yet juicy texture. Any man would be jealous of those toned muscles. Her thighs had the ideal amount of muscle tone and were flawlessly waxed. At 5’4″, her well-toned legs were a sight to behold. She had a graceful gait.

I was already picturing myself having sex with her in my head. She had a lovely scent that came from her perfume. I was speechless and unsure of what to say. With exquisite ease, Khushi sat down in front of me and we struck up a conversation. Her voluptuous breasts, delectable buttocks, and stunning face had me smitten, and I was having trouble controlling my arousal.

I had already begun to envision her naked and fantasized about making love to her. Khushi quickly pulled me to reality. She advised me bluntly, “Don’t have any ideas. Whatever you’re thinking won’t happen.” I felt humiliated, but I appreciated her honesty and respected her boundaries.

Khushi appeared to be an introvert and spoke infrequently, as I had predicted. However, her lovely smile made up for her lack of words. We discussed a wide range of topics. I couldn’t help, but let my thoughts stray to Khushi’s breathtaking body. I looked at every inch of her body.

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That’s the end of part one and what happened further, I will reveal in the second part. I hope everyone enjoyed reading this story so far. Those who can’t wait for the second part, then ask me for the details.

Please feel free to drop your comments or feedback via Hangouts or email at [email protected] and I will respond to everyone. If anyone wants to make a new story with me then that is also welcome and I would be glad to hear from the readers soon.

I cursed her and went home. As I entered home, Mom welcomed me with a surprise. She was dressed in a white shirt and blue jeans shorts. The top button of her shirt was unbuttoned and gave a good view of her cleavage and white padded bra. Her shorts were really short and showed off her fair, sexy thighs.

Just looking at her, my cock stiffened. She asked, “What are your plans, Varun?”

I replied, “Nothing, Mom.”

She whispered, “Oh good. Do you want to watch a movie with me? Anu said it was amazing, but it was a horror movie. So, I don’t want to watch it alone.”

I smiled to myself and felt happy. So this was Anu’s surprise. I replied, “Sure, Mom. I love horror movies.”

I played the movie, and we sat next to each other on the couch. Within a few minutes, for the first horror scene, Mom moved closer to me and held me tight.

And for the second scary scene, she moved even closer and held my arm tight. My triceps were crushing against her boobs. My hand was on her buttery smooth thigh. I could feel the warmth of her breath on my neck. I couldn’t help but caress her thigh. My cock was throbbing and begging to come out.

As I was caressing her thigh, I could feel the growth of intensity in her breath. A few more minutes later, I couldn’t hold it any longer and turned towards her. I pulled her closer and kissed her beautiful pink lips. She reciprocated by biting my lips.

I sucked her lips dry and pushed my tongue into her mouth, and explored it. I pushed my hand inside her shirt and caressed her smooth back. After kissing for quite some time, we separated to get some breath.

I whispered in her ear, “I have been waiting for this moment all my life. You don’t know what I have gone through to get to this point. I love you more than anything else in this world, Mom.”

She retorted, “Shut up, you liar. I know you were going around fucking my friends and having a lot of fun. Now, shut up and show me the heaven they were going gaga over.”

I replied, “As you command my queen.”

I pulled her closer to me, hugged her tight lifted her from the couch in my arms. I took her into her bedroom and placed her on the bed. The same bed on which my parents must have fucked quite a few times. I stood next to the bed and got undressed. As soon as I removed my boxers, she let out a gasp in shock.

She said, “So they weren’t lying about your cock’s size after all.”

I replied, “And they weren’t lying about the magic it can do as well.”

I proceeded to kiss all over her face. Her eyes, forehead, cheeks, chin and then her pink lips again. I continued kissing her neck and lower neck, and while kissing her cleavage, I unbuttoned her white shirt buttons. Her big milky boobs in a white bra came into full view.

While caressing them gently, I sighed, “They are the most beautiful boobs in this world.” She blushed. I kissed them over the bra and sucked them. Then, I unhooked her bra and left her mango-shaped amazing boobs free. The brown nipples were erect.

I took both her nipples between my fingers and pinched them. She let out a moan. That excited me. I couldn’t hold it any longer and took one of her tits in my mouth and the other in my hand. While I sucked and kissed one breast, I pinched and fondled the other breast.

She was really enjoying it and bit her lips in ecstasy. I alternated, sucking between both boobs. After sucking them for a while, I proceeded to lick on her stomach and navel. After licking all over her waist, I unbuttoned her shorts, and with one go, I pulled down both her shorts and underwear.

Finally, I have come across the beautiful pink pussy that brought me into this world. It was neatly shaven. Her pink pussy lips were as sexy as her other lips. I kissed her pussy lips and told her, “It feels so good to see and kiss this beautiful pussy that bought me into this world. I am so lucky.”

She responded, “I hope you can make my pussy happy too.”

I said, “Of course, Mom. I will.”

I proceeded to kiss and push my tongue into her pussy and tongue fuck her while caressing both her boobs and pinching her nipples with my hands. She was moaning with ecstasy. A few minutes later, I got up and changed position to 69 position.

I pushed my cock into her mouth. She readily took it in and sucked on it. After a good few minutes, she finally had her first orgasm. I licked all her cum and kissed her, and shared her cum with her. She took in hesitantly. Then, she licked all over my cock and got it ready to ravage her pussy.

I placed my cock near her pussy and pushed it in. It went in smoothly. I started stroking her gently and increased pace gradually. She was really enjoying it. I alternated between reducing and increasing speed to give her maximum pleasure.

She was shouting at the top of her voice, “Ah yes, fuck me harder, you mother fucker. Fuck your Mom like crazy.”

That encouraged me. I fucked her even faster and gave her another orgasm. She shivered with the orgasm. I kept fucking her for a few more minutes. I had an orgasm and cum in her pussy. I removed my cock and placed it near her mouth. She took it in her mouth and licked it clean of all the cum.

I lay down next to her. She hugged me tight. Her boobs were crushing against my body. She said, “I am so glad I did this. That was really the best sex I ever had. I haven’t had such wild sex in a long, long time. Your Dad is good at sex, but you were just mind-blowing. I wish we had done this much earlier.”

I replied, “I, too, Mom. But it’s never too late. We can enjoy every moment from now.”

She said, “Of course, beta. I am all yours from now on.”

I said, “Even your round sexy ass is all mine. I can’t wait to pound it. Did Dad ever fuck you in your asshole?”

She replied, “You are your father’s son after all. Even he loves my ass. And because of that even I got used to it.”

I exclaimed, “That’s perfect.” I pushed my cock into her mouth, and she licked and sucked it. After letting her play with my cock for a few minutes, I turned her around and placed my cock over her asshole and ribbed it. Then, with one stroke, I pushed it in. It went in smoothly, unlike the other women.

I stroked gently for a few minutes and then increased the pace. She moaned loudly and replied to my strokes with her hip movements. While fucking her from behind, I alternated between caressing her boobs and ass. After a good few minutes, I was about to cum.

I removed my cock from her asshole and pushed it into her pussy. I cum in her pussy again. As I removed my cock from her pussy, I let her suck and clean my cock. Then, I lay down next to her and spoke, “Mom, what if Dad finds out about us?”

She thought for a bit and replied, “I don’t know, beta. He will probably kill us for this incest relationship or maybe kill himself or do something very stupid. That’s why we have to be very careful.”

I replied, “Or we could make him join in our sexual adventures and have carefree sex whenever and wherever.”

She muttered, “Have you gone mad? It took me a while to get convinced to have sex with you. I don’t think he will accept our incest relationship.”

I retorted, “Don’t worry, Mom. Every man, deep down in his heart, has sexual feelings towards his Mom. I am sure even Dad had for Grandmom. I am sure he will understand us. Moreover, I have an interesting offer for him. One in exchange for three. I know for sure he is not so decent to pass such an offer.”

She replied, “What do you mean?”

I answered, “If he agrees to our relationship, I will help him fuck Anu, Sree and Naina.”

She was shocked and responded, “Even Naina? I thought you were only fucking Anu and Sree.”

I laughed and replied, “It is a long story, Mom. Naina has been involved, too, since the beginning. You don’t know what all I had gone through to fuck you.”

She responded, “You bastard. Now tell me the whole story.”

I explained to her how I fucked Anu, then Naina and then Sree with both their help and then her with the help of three of them. She was shocked and replied, “So you were the screenwriter for this whole thing.

What a cunning fellow. So, if you have decided to involve your Dad, I am sure you must have a plan already.”

I answered, “That’s not so difficult, Mom. A man thinks with his dick most of the time in such cases. So all we have to do is give him a little push.” Then, I told her a plan and asked her to implement it when he was in a really horny mood.

Later that night, Mom was all dolled up for Dad to get him into the mood. She wore a really sexy and silky red nightgown. Even though I fucked her just a few hours earlier, my cock was throbbing looking at her.

It sure did have a good effect on my Dad. They went into the bedroom a lot earlier than usual. Sometime later, I waited outside their window to look inside and listen to their conversation.

Mom said, “Darling, Can I ask you something?”

Dad replied, “Of course, baby. You can ask anything, but I am very horny right now. Let’s talk after fucking.”

Mom responded, “No, no, honey. We have to talk about it right now.”

Dad sighed and replied, “What is it, Rashmi?”

Mom paused and answered, “You know how we girls talk about everything, including our sex life, right? Anu, Sree and I were chatting, and something about incest had come up.”

She continued, “Although we never spoke about it, I am sure you must have heard about it. They were saying that it was pretty common, and almost every man lusts for their Mom at one or the other point of time. Some fantasize about their moms while others act and actually end up having sex with their moms.”

“Apparently, they know a lot of families where incest sex is very common. In fact, both their husbands admitted to having feelings for their moms. But apparently never acted on them.”

“I was shocked to hear that as I thought it was a big taboo and never expected that it was that common. They even said that if a man says they are not into incest, then he is clearly lying. So, I just wanted to know if it is really true. If you were into incest as well at any point in time? Just be honest and tell me the truth.”

Dad was probably shocked and was silent. Mom said, “It’s OK. I just got curious because they were so confident. You don’t have to worry. This won’t change anything between us. Maybe it will improve things even more. I want to know my husband inside and out.”

There was a long silence. My legs were shaking due to tension. I am sure Mom must have been cursing me under her breath for making her do this. Finally, after a good few minutes, he spoke.

He said, “I think your friends are right. Most of the boys, when growing up, are attracted to older women because of their big boobs and sexy body. And often, they end up fantasizing about their Mom at some or the other point because of their proximity.”

“For a horny boy, a woman comes first and then relations. Even I used to fantasize about my Mom during my college days when I was still a virgin. But that was a long time ago.”

Hearing that made me ecstatic. My bait worked. I was glad that he was into incest sex as well. If he weren’t, it would have been much harder to convince him. But it was a cakewalk now. Mom replied, “Oh. So it is true, after all. Stupid me. I was arguing with them that they were bluffing with me.”

Dad responded, “Anyways, why were you girls talking about incest?”

Mom responded with, ” I don’t know what to say.”

Dad said, “Come on. Tell me. I told you the truth.”

Mom replied, “So, Anu and Sree were teasing me that they could see the lust for me in Varun’s eyes. I brushed it off as rubbish. They then told me Varun himself has confessed about it to Naina, whom he has been fucking for some time now.”

She continued, “Apparently, he is obsessive about me. They were confident that Varun was one of those who would act on his fantasies, unlike their husbands. I refused to believe them. So I bet with them that I would prove them wrong.”

“I was confident that my husband and son were not into such perverted stuff. I was so confident of winning that I bet you and my son. But now, after hearing you, I am not so sure anymore. Now, when I think of it, Varun doesn’t seem to be that innocent either. I don’t know what to do now. Looks like I am doomed.”

Dad responded, “What do you mean by you bet me and Varun?”

Mom replied, “Those bitches. I think they deliberately provoked me into this bet. They were always jealous of our sex life. Their sex life is pretty much dead.”

She continued, “And apparently, even Varun is really amazing at sex. Like Father, Like Son. So, if I don’t prove them wrong, then I will have to let Anu, Sree and Naina fuck you both. If I prove them wrong, they will do whatever I say. I am sorry I got emotional and accepted the bet. I will ask those bitches to fuck off tomorrow.”

After a long pause, Dad said, “Ummm, calm down. What do you have to do to prove them wrong?”

Mom replied, “I will have to seduce Varun. If he doesn’t react, then I win. Else, I lose.”

Dad replied, “I think you should go ahead and prove them wrong. I am sure you and Varun will win.”

Mom replied, “Do you think so? If you say so, I will give it a shot and see. But what if I don’t win.”

Dad answered, “It is OK. You don’t think about it. You will win.”

I laughed to myself, hearing it. Now that bastard is convincing Mom to go ahead with the bet, which even he knows she will lose, so that he can fuck the three women. But I was happy to hear it.

The next day morning, when I woke up, I didn’t find Dad at home. I went to Mom, who was in the kitchen, hugged her from behind and whispered in her ears, “Where is your husband?”

She replied, “He has gone to the office early in the morning. He wants us to have as much alone time as possible.”

I laughed and replied, “Haha. Looks like your sweet husband is eager to fuck your friends.”

Mom said, “All of you Men are the same. I will do anything for sex.”

I answered, “Yes. For women like you, we will do anything.”

Then, I turned her around and kissed her on the lips. Then, I sucked on them. Kissed all over her face.

I said, “Last night, You looked so sexy in this gown. I wanted to come fuck you right in front of Dad. I had to control so hard to stop myself.”

Mom replied, “I am sure you will not stop yourself from today.”

I retorted, “You know me so well, Mom.”

I unbuttoned her gown. It slid over her body and fell to the ground. She was standing in a red bra and panties she wore for Dad last night. I kissed on her cleavage while pushing my finger into her panty and pussy. As I fingered her pussy, I unhooked her bra and sucked on one boob while fondling the other.

Then, I lifted her, put her on the dining table and removed her red panty. Then, licked her pussy, while fondling both her boobs. As I was fucking her on the dining table, she received a call from Dad.

Dad eagerly on the call, “What happened?”

Mom replied, “What else did you think would happen? All he needed was a little push, and he was already fucking me on the dining table.”

I shouted, “You are the best Dad in the world, Dad. Thank you for letting me fuck Mom. I don’t know how I can repay you for this. I will do anything for you.”

Dad replied as he was shocked, “What the fuck? Really? Our son turned out to be a mother fucking pervert. That bastard. I will kill him when I come home.”

Mom retorted, “Now stop acting. You very well knew this is what was going to happen. You were eager to fuck those bitches. So you encouraged me.”

Dad just replied, ” I didn’t mean to…”

Mom cut him off, “Now, don’t waste our time or your time. Let me enjoy this. He is really amazing at sex, and I want to enjoy it as much as I can. Once you are home. You can enjoy fucking those bitches.”

As I was still fucking Mom, the doorbell rang. We didn’t care to answer it. Within a couple of minutes, Dad walked in on us. We were shocked to see him, but I continued pumping my cock in Mom.

I asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you go to the office?”

He replied, “Obviously, no. How can I go with so much at stake here? I didn’t expect this from you both. Now stop you both.”

I retorted, “Oh, come on, Dad. You very well knew what was going to happen. So don’t act up smart now. Sit and wait for your turn.”

I stopped fucking Mom, who went to Dad and kissed him to calm him. I called Anu, Sree and Naina to come home. They showed up at home in less than 5 minutes. They looked at us and said in unison, “Looks like it is party time.”

Mom had returned to me. She was sitting on the couch. While fondling her boobs, I pushed my cock into her pussy. Dad was looking at us. I was loving every moment of this.

Anu, Sree and Naina were busy unbuttoning Dad’s shirt and jeans. In a few minutes, all of them got naked as well. As I was stroking Mom, Anu was sucking Dad’s cock while Sree was licking Dad’s nipples. Naina was kissing him. He finally got what he wanted and was enjoying every bit of it.

A few minutes later, I and Mom joined the others as well. We sat next to them. I asked Anu to join me and Mom. Both Anu and Mom were sucking and licking my cock and balls. Sree and Naina were sucking Dad’s cock and balls.

Both of us were enjoying it. I looked at Dad and said, “I have been dreaming of this for a long time, Dad. Hope you are enjoying it.” All he said was, “Thank you,” with a big smile.

Then, I proceeded to fuck Anu’s pussy while I licked Mom’s pussy. Dad was fucking Naina while fingering Sree. Then, I exchanged places with Dad and fucked Naina while fingering Sree. Dad proceeded to fuck Anu while fingering Mom.

After taking turns to fuck all of them, I asked Dad to join Mom and me to have a family threesome. As I lay down on the couch, Mom got over me in cowgirl position and carefully placed my cock in her pussy.

Then, Dad pushed her onto me and pushed his cock into her asshole. She was having her first double penetration, that too, with her son and husband. The three of us stroked and cummed simultaneously while others were licking and kissing all over us.

I cummed in Mom’s pussy and Dad in her asshole. As we got out of our positions, Mom lay down on the couch. Anu proceeded to lick her pussy clean of our cum. Naina licked my cock clean, and Sree licked Dad clean.

As I and Dad were resting after an intense sex session, the girls were enjoying themselves. Naina proceeded to lick Mom’s pussy while Anu and Sree sucked her boobs.

Then, Anu sat on Mom’s face giving her pussy to lick. Mom hesitated but proceeded to push her tongue into Anu’s pussy and tongue fuck her while she was getting tongue fucked by Sree.

Naina was busy sucking her boobs. Then, Sree and Anu exchanged places. Naina came and sat between me and Dad. We proceeded to fondle her tiny boobs while fingering her.

After having another orgasm, Mom was tired. Naina went and joined Anu and Sree while Mom joined me and Dad. I kissed her on the lips while fondling her boobs. Dad just looked at us.

I said, “You have been my first love, and I have been dreaming of this for a long time. From today, we will be making love day and night. All six of us are going to enjoy every moment.”

Mom and Dad nodded in unison. As we were watching the intense lesbian action in front of us, Anu eating her daughter’s pussy while scissoring with Sree, we got aroused again.

Mom bent and proceeded to give blowjob to both me and Dad at the same time. It was a lovely scene. Then, I pushed my cock into Mom’s pussy and fucked her while she was sucking Dad’s cock. I was loving it.

Naina and Anu exchanged places. Naina was eating Anu’s pussy while fingering Sree. After watching the show for a while, we got excited and joined them. Mom was too tired to join. So she sat on the sofa watching us.

I placed my cock on Sree’s pussy and pushed it in. As I was stroking my cock in Sree’s pussy and eating Naina’s pussy, Dad was stroking his cock in Anu’s pussy. Then, I fucked Naina and Ate Anu’s pussy while Dad fucked Sree.

Later, I and Dad double penetrated all three of them. One by one while the others were licking and kissing us. After a while, I ended up cumming in Anu’s pussy and Dad in Sree’s pussy.

While Sree licked my cock clean and Anu’s Dad’s cock clean, Naina licked both their pussies clean of our cum. All of us were tired from all the intense sex and lay down naked on each other.

From that day, everything in our house has changed. Mom, Dad and I sleep naked in the same room. My day starts with getting a blowjob from Mom. During the day, the six of us have intense sex sessions whenever possible.

The next day, I woke up in the morning. It was Sunday. I realized that this was the last day of our trip already. We hadn’t had as much sex as I wanted, so I decided to make the most of this day. I started planning from the moment when I opened my eyes.

I was sitting at the edge of the bed with my feet firmly on the floor. I was ready to set the tone for the day. I called Ishita, “Babes, come to me.” I asked her sweetly with filled desire. She happily came over and stood in front of me. Her eyes were looking at me with curiosity.

I placed my hand on her back and pulled her closer. My face was right next to her stomach, and I could feel the warmth radiating from her skin. I held her by the waist and kissed her there, my lips pressing softly against her belly. She responded to my touch.

She smiled down at me. Her fingers were lightly brushing my hair as she let me continue. I felt the soft and smooth texture of her belly with my hands and face. Her skin was feeling satiny-soft under my touch. She moved forward and straddled my left lap.

Her knees were on either side of my hips, and her legs were resting on the bed. I held onto her ass to provide stability to settle down into position. We both kissed passionately. Our lips and tongues were dancing together. As our kiss deepened, she lifted herself slightly and slowly lowered onto my dick.

I adjusted myself to ensure that she would land on the tip of my dick. I assisted her with my hands for her decency. She began moving her ass in slow, deliberate motions. Her body was finding a rhythm. I started thrusting in sync with her.

Our close face-to-face contact made the experience even more intimate. Our breaths were mingling as we continued to kiss. The sensation of rubbing her boobs over my chest was Captivating. I could feel every movement she made. She was rippling her ass with an obvious charm.

I roamed my hands over her body and felt the bends of her skin. She responded to my touch. Her own hands were exploring my chest and shoulders. As we continued, the intensity of our movements increased. I felt myself getting closer to the edge. Her moans indicated that she was nearing her peak as well.

Finally, I felt the surge of my climax approaching. So, I thrust more urgently, and I could feel her tightening around me. As I started to cum, a powerful wave of pleasure washed over me. She continued to prolong the sensation until my penis began to soften.

We stayed connected for a few moments longer. Hugged each other tightly and sat there. It was a perfect start to our final day together. As our day started, we were getting ready to go.

Ishita wore a mini dress, which was a hibiscus-red shade. And it was also up to her thighs only. We were standing in front of a mirror, I asked Ishita.

Me: So, what’s the plan for today?

Ishita: We’re visiting Elephant Junction. It’s going to be an amazing experience.

Me: That sounds fantastic.

We went to Elephant Junction. It was a very large area developed for elephant care. We participated in various activities there. I am not a big fan of animals and petting them. But Ishita! Her enjoyment was clearly saying how much she loved animals.

We then did many more activities like elephant feeding and a photo session with them. Out of all the activities, I would say I really enjoyed the Elephant Shower. The elephant sprayed water on our whole group with its trunk. It was refreshing on such a warm day.

Finally, we ended our visit with an elephant ride. We climbed onto the back of a huge elephant, with Ishita sitting in front of me. As the elephant started moving, I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her close. The ride was slow and steady, which allowed us to take in the beautiful surroundings.

Ishita: You know, I’ve always wanted to experience this. They’re such majestic creatures.

Me: They really are. I’m glad we did this. You look so happy.

Ishita: I am. And having you here makes it even better.

Me: Seeing you happy makes me happy too.

Ishita: You’re so sweet. I love sharing these moments with you.

Me: Same here. And think, we still have the whole evening to ourselves.

Ishita: Ah, I haven’t forgotten. We’ll have plenty of time to continue where we left off this morning.

Me: Can’t wait. Going to tear out your asshole and pussy today.

Ishita: No, babe, not asshole today.

Me: It’s our last day here, and we’ve not tried ass till now.

Ishita: Yeah, it’s our last day of vacation. But our journey is not over yet, right? Let’s keep some excitement for next time.

Me: Wow! Thinking of the next already. More adventures and more love next time.

After the ride, we had lunch at a local restaurant nearby and then headed back to our villa. All staff had left for off. The guard handed over all the keys to the property to us. After entering the villa, I asked Ishita for the keys office keys and cut off the power supply to the surveillance system.

We reached the villa just before evening. Ishita asked for some time to freshen up, so she stayed in the room. At the same time, I decided to head down to the beach. One side of the beach was blocked by big stones from the sand to the water, where the water was calm like a pool.

Already in my underwear, I waded into the water and started swimming by the seaside. The cool water felt refreshing. After some time, I saw Ishita stepping out of the room and heading toward the beach. She was dressed in a white loungewear set.

She was removing it while walking towards the beach. As she was approaching the edge of the water, her bra and bikini were revealed. I moved toward her. I held her close to me and started to kiss her passionately.

She responded eagerly, her hands roaming over my back. In a playful mood, I splashed water at her, making her laugh and get wet. She did the same. As she came out of the water, her bra became soaked, and her nipples were evident through the wet fabric.

I pinched her nipples from the outside of her bra and continued kissing. We pressed ourselves together to feel each other more. While we slowly made our way to the stones that blocked the beach. The water was calm there, perfect for a romantic floating kiss.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, and we floated together. Our lips locked in a deep, lingering kiss. Oh god! It was amazing to enjoy such different things. Our bodies moved gently with the water, creating an intimate moment.

As dusk began to settle, we enjoyed couples diving, taking turns to dive into the water and come up laughing, exhilarated by the shared adventure. Then, I suggested something special to try.

I held her from behind and lifted her slightly so she could float gracefully. Her legs were together, and her arms stretched out like a mermaid. I kissed her neck and shoulders as we floated together. Her soft body was warm against mine in cold water.

Then we swam hand-in-hand. We were letting the waves carry us while surfing together. The sky turned darker, and the property lights illuminated the beach with a perfect warm white glow. We continued our water play.

At some point, I hadn’t realized that when I had removed her bra and bikini while body surfing. We stood in the water facing each other. The water level was up to my waist. I wrapped my arms around her waist and shoulders.

She pressed her body against mine, which created a deep sense of intimacy. She leaned back slightly with my support to let our bodies fit together perfectly to get my dick inside. I guide my dick into her pussy.

As I started stroking her pussy, she wrapped her one leg into my leg. As I continued fucking, I felt the need to hold her more tightly to maintain our balance. I hold her very tightly to resist the wavy force of water. She started to moan.

She sounds more intense than usual. “Ah, ah,” Her moans were clearly notifying me that she was in real pain. She was in some discomfort. I realized the mistake. The saltwater might have changed the ph of her pussy. Her pussy dried out of her water.

Her natural lubrication was gone, and it was dehydrated. So, it was causing more friction between dick and pussy. I asked, “Are you okay, babe? Do you want to stop?” She made a pained expression but shook her head. “No, it’s okay. Outdoors is my dream, and I don’t want to stop.”

So, I continued stroking. We both were enjoying the sensation and the new adventure. After some time, I cum inside her underwater. We held each other close and continued kissing and expressing our affection. I guided my dick into her pussy again.

I was experimenting with different rhythms of in-outs as we floated in the water for the first time. The evening turned into night, and the natural light was fading away. But the beach was beautifully illuminated by the property’s warm white theme.

It was the perfect ambience to explore the beach at night. We cuddled together in the water, our bodies pressed close as we kissed and whispered sweet nothings to each other. Her eyes were shining with happiness.

Ishita: I love you.

Me: (kissing her softly) I love you too.

As it was dark, we came out of the water. We both relaxed on the beach. As we both were hungry, it was dinner time too. So, we dried out ourselves. Ishita wore her same white nighty, and I remained in a boxer.

Whatever makeup she had done before all vanished out. I was still admiring her; she was looking as beautiful as she looked in makeup. We ate from some parcels that we had brought while returning earlier.

To be continued.

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The story will be narrated from the footsteps of Spandana

I still remember the day it all started. It was another record-breaking hot day in February in Bengaluru. I reached the pool with my 7-year-old son and 9-year-old daughter. During a month of training, I learned how to float and could move some distance by kicking.

One of the coaches, who was the lifeguard that day, waved and said, “Hello, madam ji. Aaj late hogaye?” (You’re late today.) Abhi, a North Indian in his mid-20s, was tall, fair, and fit. I waved back and replied, “Hi, Coach. Aaj so gayee thi.” (I had gone to sleep.)

My two kids had already jumped into the pool. In one month of training, they had learned much more, as they could swim from the deep end. I watched the second coach move through the water like a fish. I was always amazed at how he moved and breathed as effortlessly as walking on the road.

He was Ramesh, a Malayalee. Compared to Abhi, Ramesh was slightly shorter, darker, and a few years older but had a chiselled, muscular body. Ramesh stopped halfway through his swim. He signalled me to enter the pool with a warm smile.

I smiled back and entered the cool pool, positioning myself between the other lady students. It was the weekend, and the pool was more crowded compared to the weekdays. A group of teenage boys were playing fearlessly at one end of the deep pool. A few men were swimming the length of the pool.

Ramesh had taught us some things, such as holding our breath, bubbling out, and kicking while holding the side of the pool. While I was doing the warm-up exercises, I noticed the bulging eyes of Abhi. Sitting on the high chair, he was signalling Ramesh to look at something.

I immediately turned to see what it was. I saw her for the first time in the pool. She walked with confidence, wearing a red one-piece swimsuit. She had the fairest milky skin. Her hefty heavy boobs were tightly caged, revealing the deep V of her cleavage.

Her fleshy ass cheeks swayed sideways as she took steps towards the pool. She was accompanied by a normal-looking man. I guessed he was her husband. She looked to be around 30 years old. I glanced around the pool and noticed that all the men, including the teenage boys, were eyeing her.

I felt a tinge and a knot in my stomach. The lady ignored all the stares and entered the pool as if it were completely normal. I continued to practice watching the acts of men inside the pool. Why had no man looked at me like this till now?

I, too, am fair, not to the extent of her, but fair. I, too, had same-sized boobs and same-sized ass, which too will sway as I walk. I reflected on my swimsuit, which was full-sleeved and loose, hiding the shape of my boobs with no hint of cleavage. My ass cheeks, too, were hidden by the loose ankle-length pants.

I brush off the thoughts, “Chi, No. I am married. Why do I want men to ogle at me?”

It made me angry when Ramesh continued to give sideways glances to the lady while teaching me. I couldn’t stand it. I angrily ordered Ramesh, “Hold my hands. I want to try the breathing technique,” forcing him to hold my hands, distracting him from the hot lady in red.

For the first time, I felt different from his touch and firm hold of my hand, sending shivers through the nerves of my body. I blushed (Ramesh did not notice that). I held onto his hands, trying to move through the water, trying to move my head sideways and breathe.

When breathing became difficult, I rushed forward, clashing my whole front body into Ramesh’s muscular frame. He held my fleshy hips to steady me, making me stand on my feet. I noticed the lust-filled eyes of Abhi watching the red lady.

She swam head down with her two shapely round buttocks floating above the water. Abhi blew the whistle signalling Ramesh to watch her ass cheeks. On hearing the whistle, Ramesh followed the gaze of Abhi to watch the floating round ass cheeks of the lady in red swimwear.

There was a feeling of jealousy and anger welling up inside my stomach. I wasn’t bothered when men and boys inside the pool ogled at the red dress lady. But I was disturbed, and a fire burned inside my heart when Ramesh and Abhi watched her with lust and a desire to fuck.

Why should I get jealous? They were young boys watching a hot lady. Why I couldn’t digest that? Is it because these young coaches never watched me like that? Or did they see me like that, too? I had no clue. Why the hell do I want these coach boys to watch me with desire?

With all these thoughts running, I was engrossed momentarily in a different world. Ramesh’s touch warmed my body in the cold pool water. I secretly started wishing the coach boys to watch me with lust and thirst like they watched the red swimsuit lady.

I was so immersed in jealousy and possessiveness that I forgot about my kids. My eyes were filled with lust as I stared at Abhi and Ramesh. I wanted the boys to undress me with their eyes and see inside me. I, too, have the same-sized boobs, milky but hidden.

I, too, had same sized ass, which will sway if they spank. I wanted these boy’s dick to thicken watching me. Abhi and Ramesh never responded to my inviting looks. I imagined if these coaches would look at me longingly if I wore this deep-cut red strap single piece.

Ramesh steps out of the pool. I notice Ramesh’s sculpted, water-dripping, sexy, muscular body as he rushes to the open pool. The time was around 07 PM. The red-haired lady was talking with animated gestures with her husband. Her laughter rang out melodiously, filling the air with infectious joy.

Abhi walks bare-bodied to enter the pool. He dives into the pool like a dolphin. The red swimwear lady watches Abhi’s dive open-mouthed. Was Abhi showing off to this lady? Abhi swims underwater only to tweak his head out on the other side of the pool.

The moment his head splashes out of the water, he watches the red-attired lady with a lusty glare in his eyes. There was a brief eye contact between the red lady and Abhi. Was red attire lady responding to Abhi’s stunts?

I shout angrily, calling Abhi to teach me the breathing technique. Abhi glides through the water, reaching me. He smiles and teaches the breathing techniques. But his eyes continued to sneak at the red-dressed lady.

News spreads across the pool that tomorrow will be the last day of the pool. Since BBMP has issued a notice, “Due to water crisis in Bangalore, the pool will be closed until further notice.” My desperation climbed to its peak. Desperation to get drilled not by one but both the coaches.

I watched the fair, bare hairless chest of Abhi and his eyes. Abhi seems to have caught a glimpse of my dirty intentions. I asked, “Pakka close hoga kya kal se pool?” (Will it be surely closed?). Abhi, “Haan madam. Pata nahi hum kya karenge?” (Yes, madam. What will we do?)

I, “Kyun?” Abhi, “Kaam nahi hoga tho hum bhi goan chalte hai. Kal aaoge na last day hai?” (If no work. I will also go to my native. You will come right tomorrow. It’s the last day). I nod with lust and heat radiating through my eyes. Abhi, too, seems to notice that.

That’s when the red-dressed lady steps out of the pool and walks to the shower. Abhi obviously watches her open-mouthed as water drips from her sexy body. Unable to control further, I ask, “Mast hai na? Thaade jaa rahe ho jab se aayi hai.” (Isn’t she sexy? You kept on staring at her from her arrival)

With people around, I spoke in a hushed tone only for Abhi’s ears. Abhi’s smile disappears, and watches me blank-faced. I continue, “Hame bhi dekho zara. Hum bhi hot hai.” (Sometimes, look at me too. I, too, am hot). I was surprised by my open invitation.

Abhi grows anxious, looking around, confirming no one heard my comment. I felt happy in distracting Abhi. Abhi responds by watching my eyes and his eyes run through my sexy body. Fuck, I melted like ice to Abhi’s the fiery stare. My nipples, erect and hard, poked out of my T-shirt. My pussy lips quivered.

Breaking the eye contact, Abhi walks away. I felt unsettled about telling that to the boy. At that time, the pool, too, had only countable people.

“Mamma, papa aa gaye” (Mom, Dad has come). This was my husband’s usual routine. My husband will pick us up after the office. I had to go now. I watch Abhi with hunger and desperation, wanting to be kissed wildly. To get my heavy boobs squeezed to a pulp, to get fucked till my pussy turns sore.

I became restless by another fact that the pool would be closed until further notice. I felt agonized by seeing my husband. Not wanting to go home today, I stall in the pool, trying to seduce Abhi. The other coach, Ramesh returns after showering with no clue of the development between me and Abhi.

My daughter and son leave the pool to rush to the showers to get ready to leave for home. I watch Abhi. “Mujhe diving sikhao na. Ab to log kam ho gaye”. (People are less now. Teach me diving). Abhi smiles, “Dive karo.” I walk to the deep end of the pool.

While I walk, I keep my eyes on Abhi and move my ass cheeks for him to notice. I looked for my hubby, who was not to be seen. He might be in the shower room giving clothes to the kids. There were two shower halls at the entrance, one for males and the other for females.

There was another open shower on the back. A long wall hid the open shower. Hardly anyone uses the open shower. I walk slowly, watching Abhi and Ramesh, wanting them to ogle my body. I pull the T-shirt around the underarm, emanating and tightening the cloth over my boobs.

Abhi watches me open-mouthed. I am enjoying Abhi’s dirty stare. I stand on the deep end edge of the pool and bend tempting Abhi by displaying every fleshy curve of my body. Abhi says, “Aur thoda bend karo. Aur thoda, Haath utao”. (Bend some more. Some more. Lift your hands).

I giggle and glimpse at Abhi with an unspoken message passing through. Is he positioning me to fuck me in a doggy style? He, too, smiles, understanding the double meaning in the context.

He gets boldened as he says, “Daro mat. Mai pakad lunga. Just karo.” (Don’t be scared. I will catch hold of you. Just do). I ask, “Tum itna door ho”. (You are too far). “Arey, wait.” He moves closer to me in the pool and waits for me to jump.

The moment I jump my body sinks deep with my feet touching the 9ft deep pool floor. Abhi encircles his hand around my tummy and grabs me into his body underwater. I grab onto his hands tightly, enjoying the little play. He squeezes my boobs into his bare chest.

I watch through the swimming goggles, his dick trying to tear out of his swim shorts. He smiles, leaning onto the wall, hiding his erection. That’s when I heard the voice of my husband, “Chalo, Chalna nahi hai kya?” (Let’s go).

Ramesh intervenes, telling my husband, “Sir, tomorrow is the last day. Let madam enjoy a little more time.” Did Ramesh notice the play of me and Abhi? I got an idea. Usually, me and husband will head out to buy household and kitchen things before landing home.

Before I announced the idea, my husband said, “I will take the kids and buy things. You enjoy some more time, baby.” He had no idea that I was about to enjoy the dicks of these young boys.

I watch Abhi who seems to be too happy hearing that. But purchase and return would be just half an hour job. I was so hungry that I knew for sure that I wouldn’t be satisfied in just 30 minutes. That, too, I needed both the dicks of the fair, handsome and strong Malayalee.

In the next part, she drags, kissing restlessly in the open shower. Her unfulfilled desires on the arrival of her husband. Will Ramesh, too, get a chance? Will she be drilled only by Abhi? Will her hubby stop even Abhi from pushing his hard yummy cock into Spandana?

Your comments on the above questions. Thank you, all ISS readers.

Tenets 4 and 5 go hand in hand. I had to create conditions such that sex between us would be morally justified and she would be convinced. Luckily for me, her husband hadn’t fucked her since marriage. Also, he was a miser. She wanted to send her son to good coaching classes, but he wouldn’t pay the fees.

This made Shehnaz aunty very sad. And one night when we were sitting on the sofa, she told me about this and started crying. She was wearing a half-sleeved nightie. I took this opportunity to comfort her. I took her hands in my hands and kept them on my thigh. Then I caressed her forearm and moved it upwards towards her bare shoulder inside her sleeve. She was crying, so she didn’t care much.

I kept rubbing her shoulder inside her nightie and then pulled her towards me for a hug. During the hug, I caressed her back and felt her bra. She didn’t mind this either. I told her not to worry, I would pay for her son’s coaching (I was earning a very good salary). Then I wiped her tears and caressed her cheek, moving my hand down to her neck.

My thumb brushed against her chest. She smiled and said I was doing a great favor. We turned to watch the TV. I had her one hand in my hand, and the other one around her shoulder, sort of like sitting and cuddling. I wanted to pull her closer to me, so I dropped my arm down from around her shoulder to her waist, and then to her soft hips. My fingers curled around the side of her ass, and I pulled her closer. She didn’t mind.

Throughout the movie, I kept moving my hand from her waist to her side ass. When the sex scene came in the movie, I gripped her hand slightly with my hand. My other hand moved upwards from her waist and touched her side boob and then touched her armpit. The nightie sleeve was short so I felt her bare armpit skin. It was smooth skin with small curly hair.

I quickly moved my hand back down. She thought it had happened in adjusting, so she didn’t say anything. Then I moved her hand closer to my crotch. I bet she saw the bulge in my pajamas.

I told her, “This actress has a very pretty face, but her figure is not that great. You have a much better figure”.

“Shut up”, she said smiling shyly.

“No, really”, I said. “Your hips are much bigger than hers”, saying this, I caressed her right hip and squeezed it slightly. “You should’ve been in Bollywood, you’re just wasting your youth here.”

She said, “Oh, I am nowhere close to youth. I am above 40 years of age”.

I said, “No one could say that by looking at you. You look like you are in your late 20s. My uncle is a lucky man to have a wife like you”.

She said, “He doesn’t care about anything except for his silly job.”

I said, “That’s too bad he has wasted your youth. If you were my wife, I would treat you like a queen. You are so beautiful, you deserve every happiness and satisfaction in the world. I would definitely keep you satisfied all night long” (winked).

“Zain, stop it, you are too much”, she said blushing and laughing.

“I’m serious”, I said. “I would never leave your side. In fact, tonight I was going to ask you if I could sleep next to you. It gets really hot in my room, and I also find it difficult to fall asleep.”

“Ok, you can”, she said.

“That’s great! See how much I care for you?”, I said and then kissed her on the cheek.

She was surprised by my move but didn’t say anything. This gave me more courage, I was making good progress. That night, we both went to her room together. She lay down on the bed. I took off my t-shirt saying, “How hot it is”, and lay down beside her. I intentionally stayed awake until I could hear her snoring. She had fallen asleep. I was waiting for this moment.

Then I turned towards her and saw that she was sleeping with her back towards me. Perfect! I inched closer to her and put my crotch to her ass crack. Her nightie was stuck in her ass crack as she wasn’t wearing any panties. I had never been more turned on in my entire life! Then pretending to be asleep, I started snoring sounds and put my arm around her waist. Then I moved my hand up till my hanging fingers were touching her boob.

She was still asleep. Then I removed my erect pulsating dick from the flap of my boxers and pushed it deeper into her ass crack. She was still snoring and asleep. I also fell asleep in that position after some time.

In the morning when she woke up, she saw my naked dick out of my boxers flaps and how close it was to her ass. I was pretending to sleep but was seeing everything from the slits of my eyes. Shehnaz aunty looked at my cock, but she wasn’t surprised because she had seen it out before also. She probably thought it would come out in sleep. She took a blanket and put it over my waist to cover me.

Then she got up and went about her morning chores. The entire day went as usual as if everything was normal. I knew I had to be patient and execute each move carefully. However, there was no beating around the bush with Tenet 4. You have to let her know loud and clear that you want to fuck her! I waited for a few days, and then one night as we were sitting on the sofa, I decided that today would be the day I told her.

We were watching an English movie, and a sex scene came up. It was a very steamy scene and I knew that it would last for at least 2 minutes. This was it, time to accomplish Tenet 4. No easy way of doing this.

I gathered all my courage, took a deep breath, and said, “Shehnaz aunty, I wanted to say something to you..”

She: Yes, tell me.

Me: This might sound a little weird to you though. Please promise me you won’t get angry.

She: Tell me what is it?

Me: No, first you need to promise you won’t get angry.

She: Ok baba, I won’t get angry. Tell me.

Me: You know when the lockdown was going on and I was staying alone in the PG, I was going through such depression. I haven’t told this to anyone. But I was even having suicidal thoughts.

She sat up straight shocked, “What?!”

Me: Yes. I was sad about the whole pandemic’s negativity. My job was so damn stressful and demanding. All my friends have moved away and I hate my co-workers. I didn’t know what I was doing with my life.

She: Oh Zain, why didn’t you talk to me about this earlier?

Me: Actually, after I came here to your house, the depression went away. When I spent time with you, it felt amazing. I am able to freely share all my thoughts with you. You understand me so well and I understand your feelings. You have been like a best friend to me. In fact, the things I share with you, one wouldn’t even share all this with their best friends. You are more than that to me, like a girlfriend I never had.

Shehnaz aunty was silent. I continued.

Me: With you, the most depressing time has turned into the most amazing time for me.

She: Even I was pretty lonely before you came. I too enjoy your company a lot and I am glad we could spend this time with each other.

Me: There is more though. I have been talking to you and it feels so great when you are around. I don’t know how else to say this, but I have started developing feelings for you. I know you are my aunt. But I just can’t stop thinking about you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I am falling in love with you.

She: Zain, have you lost your mind?! What rubbish are you talking about?

Me: Shehnaz aunty, I am serious. I know saying all this would make you angry, that is why I was hesitant. But I cannot keep these feelings inside me any longer. I wanted to let you know about them.

She: You do know that I am married, right? And that my kids are almost your age? How could you even think this way? And you are of the marriage age right now. You need to look for a good girl and get married too.

Me: I can’t stop thinking about you. The way you smile, the way you talk, the sexy way you walk. I fantasize about you so much! I just have one request. Please let me kiss you once. Just once. I promise I will never bring it up again. Let me kiss you once and then we can go back to being normal.

She: Shut up! Just shut up!

Me: I know, uncle and you don’t have any physical relationship. You are such a beautiful woman, that man has taken you for granted his entire life and wasted your youth. Please, just let me kiss you once and please you. You too deserve happiness. I will never ask again, I promise.

She: Enough of this nonsense. Just get up and go to sleep in your room. I am very happy with my life. And you have gone mad!

I did not argue and didn’t want to apply too much pressure or else she would start feeling unsafe. I had done what needed to be done, I had planted the seed in her mind, and I had to give her time to digest all this and think about it in her personal space. Then I put up an expression of deep sadness on my face and got up and went to my room and slept off.

The next morning was a bit awkward. We had a minimum exchange of words during the day. She was avoiding eye contact with me. Neither of us was addressing the elephant in the room. I was completely silent for the next couple of days.

Then little by little we were making small talk again. She was starting to pretend like nothing had happened. It was time to act once again. Because I could not let things become completely normal.

At night after dinner, I spoke to her again.

Me: Shehnaz aunty, regarding what I said the other night, I am sorry I made you feel embarrassed.

She: It’s alright. You made a mistake. You are at the age where these kinds of thoughts may come to your mind.

Me: I said I’m sorry about how I made you feel. I’m not sorry about what I said because it was the absolute truth. (Then I held her hand) I have been giving you company when your husband left you, I have been financially supporting your son’s education, and I have been more of your husband than your husband himself. I just want to kiss you once, just once. Nobody else will come to know about it, it will remain a secret between us. It will make me extremely happy, and even you will enjoy it. Then we can go about normally with our lives. I will never ask for anything else again. I could sense that her defense had weakened due to my persistence and convincing.

She: But it is so wrong what you are asking. You are my nephew! How can we even think of kissing?

Me: Before you are my aunt, you are a woman. You too have your desires. You will be doing me a very big favor for me by letting me kiss you once. It will help me get it out of my system so that I will never bother you again.

She was silent for a few minutes. She was really considering it. I had purposely told her that I just wanted to kiss her. It would be dangerous to directly ask for sex. But I knew if she agreed to kiss, one thing would lead to another. Things would never be the same between us. And since she hadn’t been fucked in a long time, she would no doubt become extremely turned on with just kissing, and there would definitely be more!

Finally, after a very long time, she quietly said, “OK, OK you can kiss me once. But, that’s it. You will kiss me and then never talk about this again. Never!”

I could not believe my ears! I had successfully broken all barriers. My hard work had paid off! I sprang to my feet. Then I took her hands in my hands and made her stand too. I wanted to stand and kiss her because sitting sideways on the sofa and kissing became restricting. I had to seduce her with my hands too while kissing so that we could get beyond kissing.

More importantly, I was finally going to squeeze her big ass like I had always fantasized. My dick started getting hard and throbbing. She was wearing a half-sleeved nightie.

Me: Thank you, Shehnaz aunty! I promise this will remain between us and I will never bring it up again.

Ab aage:-

Sapna jhuk ke boli: Daal do peeche se.

Maine apna lund Sapna ki gaand ke chhed pe lagaya. Uski gaand pehle se hi bahut chudi hui thi. Fir bhi lund kuch takleef se andar chala jata hai.

Sapna aahh aahhh karke chudne lagi aur kehne lagi: Bahut din baad aapka lund itna tight hua hai.

Ab Sapna ko kon bataye ki tum chudai bhi to ek jawaan ladke se karwa rahi ho. Main bhi Sapna ki gaand ka maza lete hue chudai karne lagta hu. Sapna aaah aah karti hui bolti hai-

Sapna: Shaadi mein kisi aurat ko dekh liya kya aapne, jo mast wali chudai kar rahe ho?

Main Sapna ki gaand mein lund daale hue chudai aur zor se karne lagta hu. Sapna ki awaaz aur tez ho jati hai. Uske muh se aah aah aur chodo mujhe jaisi awaaze aane lagti hai. Tabhi uske pati bathroom mein aa jaate hai, aur bolte hai ki itni awaaz kyun kar rahi ho.

Ye dekh ke main chudai band karke side ho jata hu, aur waha se jaane hi lagta hu ki Sapna ke husband ka bhi lund khada ho jata hai. Sapna ko gaand uthaye dekh ke uska husband use chodne lagta hai.

Meri chudai to adhoori reh gayi thi, aur lund ka paani ab baahar karne ke liye koi jugaad lagana tha mujhe. Aur iske liye main koi aur ladki dhoondhne lagta hu. Bagal ke room mein jata hu. Waha bhi ek aurat ki chudai ho rahi thi. Par mujhe wo kuch theek nahi lagi. Fir main aise hi ghoomta raha, aur function attend kiya.

Function khatam hone ke baad ek ladki pe meri nazar gayi. Shayad wo dulhan ki koi cousin hogi. Uske boobs 34″, kamar 30″, height 5.6, aur wo kisi se phone mein baat kar rahi thi. Wo waha function khatam hone ke baad hotel ke room mein chali gayi, aur main bhi uske peeche uske room mein enter ho jata hu.

Mere gayab hone ke kaaran use kuch pata hi nahi chala ki main bhi tha uske room mein. Wo kisi ladke se baat kar rahi thi. Use wo love you muah kiss wagaira kar rahi thi, aur sex ki baatein karne lagi bed pe baithe. Wo ladki fir use video call karti hai, aur wo ladke ke kehne pe apne kapde khol ke nangi hoke video sex karne lagte hai.

Unki baaton se pata chala ki wo logon ke sagayi ho chuki thi, aur shaadi hone wali thi.

Video call pe ladke ne lund hilana shuru kiya aur idhar ladki ne chut mein ungli aur boobs masalne lagi. Ye silsila kuch hi der chalta hai ki ladka jhad jata hai, aur ladki bhi aur goodnight wish karke phone rakh dete hai.

Ladki abhi bhi nangi thi jiska naam Dolly kaur tha. Uske hath ab bhi chut mein the, aur fingering kar rahi thi. Mera lund ye dekh control se baahar ho raha tha. Soch raha tha ki ab is ladki ko kaise choda jaye. Itne mein usne apne hand bag khol ke ek tablet khayi.

Wo ab shayad sone wali thi. Mujhe bhi ab intezaar tha uske sone ka. Maine Dolly ki panty jo neeche giri hui thi, wo uthayi aur smell karne laga. Panty bra dono ko hi main smell kar raha tha, aur bra ko lund pe laga ke lund hilane laga.

Kuch der mein wo aise hi nangi hath chut mein lagaye hue so gayi. Maine use hila ke dekha.  Mujhe conform ho chuka tha ki wo so chuki thi. Main uske jism ko nihaarne laga aur hatho se jism ke ek-ek ang ko mehsoos karne laga.

Uski bagal ko chaatne laga. Paseene ki mehak mujhe uski aur kheenchte le-jaa rahi thi.

Ek kahawat hai ki Panjabi jatti aur Panjabi ladki badi kismat waale ko milti hai. Main uske pink lips ko apne lips mein leke choosne laga, aur hath se boobs aur chut masalne laga.

Maine apna mobile baahar karke uske sath ek photo lene ka try kiya. Iske liye main jo gayab tha, fir normal hua.

Fir uske sath apni photo li.

Pata nahi mujhe wo kuch zyada hi achi lag rahi thi. Dolly ko chodne se zyada use pyar karne ka dil kar raha tha. Par mere lund ko chut chahiye thi, jo abhi mere paas thi. Main uske dono boobs ko masalte hue ek boob ko choosne laga. Uske jism ki mehak kuch zyada hi achi thi.

Boobs ko badal-badal ke choosne ke baad main uske upar aake zor se hug karta hu, aur uske dono boobs mere se chipak jaate hai. Fir main neeche chut pe aata hu. Chut mein paani aa raha tha. Wo jhad rahi thi. Mujhe samajh nahi aaya ki wo jhad kyun rahi thi.

Main uski chut mein muh rakh ke chut choosne laga. Apni jeebh se chut ke chhed ko chaatne laga. Usne aah aah ki awaaz aur karwat lete hue apne dono pairon ko faila diya.

Main ye jaanta tha ki usne tablet li thi. Mujhe samajh aa gaya tha, ki wo tablet neend ki thi. Aur ab uske uthne ka koi chance nahi tha.

Main chut chaatne laga, aur uski chut ki malayi ko khaane laga. Chut bilkul chip-chip ho chuki thi. Usme se bahut saara paani, aur wo white cream bhi aa raha tha jo koi namkeen sa tha. Wo mere muh mein jaa raha tha. Maine mehsoos kiya ki chut wo utha ke mere face mein daba rahi thi.

Fir uske hath mere sar ko dabane lage chut pe. Main isse shock ho gaya aur chut chaatni band karke use dekha. Wo abhi bhi so rahi thi. Main samajh gaya ki wo neend mein thi, aur koi sapna dekh rahi hai. Main fir ek baar chut ko muh mein leke choosne laga aur Dolly ki chut ko chaat ke saaf kiya.

Fir maine Dolly ki gaand ke neeche ek pillow rakha jisse chut thodi upar tak uth jaye. Uske baad dono pairon ke beech aake lund chut ke muh mein rakh ke lund ko chut ke paani se geela kiya, taaki lund aasani se chut ke andar chala jaye.

Main Dolly ko dekh raha tha. Wo ek mast pataka thi. Fir maine lund chut ke andar daalna chaaha, aur jaise hi andar gaya, Dolly ke muh se nikla-

Dolly: Aah, zor se nahi.

Meri to haalat ek-dum dekhne layak thi. Saans nahi le paa raha tha main.

Dolly ne aage kaha: Ruk kyun gaye, karo ab.

Main use aise dekh raha tha jaise koi bhoot dekh liya ho maine.

Meri chori pakdi gayi thi aur is wakt main gayab bhi nahi tha. Wo mujhe dekh rahi thi, aur lund uski chut mein ghusa hua tha.

Maine ab chut mein lund daal hi diya to chodna hi sahi samjha.

To be continued..

In my last part, we returned from our family trip to Indonesia. Well, both of my grandparents and I went to Thailand for another trip. This was another best trip.

My paternal Grandpa’s best friend lives in Thailand and runs a nudist resort. He booked the villa at their resort for us, which has all the facilities. It has personal swimming pools, a mud bath, an open shower and a lot more.

We planned the trip for two weeks. But both my grandparents decided to stay there and enjoy the naked life. They really started enjoying their naturist life.

Well, let me explain about our sex experience. We had sex in our backyard at first. I started by kissing my maternal Grandma. After 10 minutes, when I was sucking her boobs, my paternal Grandpa came.

Grandma started sucking her dick, and I was kissing her all over and licking her pussy. I licked her pussy until she released her cum, and I drank it. After that, I started fucking her pussy. She was still sucking Grandpa’s dick, and he was pressing her boobs.

Now, I inserted my dick in her pussy and started fucking her. I was sitting on the couch, and she was sitting on my dick. We were in the cowgirl position, and Grandma was sucking Grandpa’s dick.

Grandpa released her cum inside Mom’s mouth, and she drank it completely without wasting even a drop. I have also released my cum inside her pussy.

Now, I started fucking her ass, and Grandpa was fucking her pussy. We both fucked her for an hour in different positions and released our cum on her tits.

The next day, I had sex with my paternal Grandma. While she was sitting on a couch in the front yard, I went to her and pressed her boobs and started licking her pussy. She started moaning. My tongue was feeling her pussy.

I was licking her pussy deep with my tongue. She was moaning. After drinking her cum, I inserted my dick inside her pussy and started fucking her. We were also kissing each other. While fucking her pussy and kissing, I was pressing her boobs.

After releasing my cum inside her, my maternal Grandpa came and started pressing her boobs. I was licking her pussy, which was filled with my cum. Grandpa started sucking her boobs.

After some time, Grandpa lay down on the couch. Grandma and Grandpa came in 69 position. I inserted my ass in Grandma’s ass and started fucking her.

After Grandma drank Grandpa’s cum, we switched positions. Now, Grandma was between us. Grandpa was down and fucking her pussy, and I was fucking her ass. We both released our cum inside pussy and ass at the same time.

After that, we spent some days without having sex and enjoying our naturist life and even started working at the resort.

After a week, I came up with an idea to record our sex. I wrote a story and narrated it to my grandparents. I decided to go with the actual story that happened between us but with some twists.

Let me start with the story of my video. After having tea and snacks, I was naked at my maternal Grandparents’ house. They know I am a nudist. Grandpa asked Grandma to give me a bath like she always does when I visit them.

While in the shower, I pulled Grandma under the shower. She got wet, her boobs and butts were clearly visible. I asked her to get naked and helped her get naked, the same as happened in real.

My dick was rock hard after watching her naked. I asked Grandma if she can help me with my dick. She started masturbating me. Then I asked her to suck me. Without any hesitation, she sucked my dick. She drank my cum, and we had a shower, and Grandma also stayed naked after that.

At night, I heard some moaning from their room. When I went to see them, Grandpa was fucking her pussy. They saw me but didn’t react. I masturbated by watching them.

I woke early in the morning, and I heard some noises again. My grandparents were having morning sex. Without wasting any time, I entered their room, and they asked me to join them.

Grandpa was fucking Grandma’s ass. Grandma started sucking my dick. Later, I inserted my dick in her pussy, and we both fucked her for half an hour. We released our cum on her tits.

For the second round, first, she sucked our dicks, then I fucked her ass. Grandpa was pressing her boobs and fucking her mouth. After that, Grandpa inserted her dick in pussy.

We both fucked her in different positions for another half hour and released our cum inside her mouth.  Then she drank our cum and cleaned our dicks by sucking them, and I cleaned her pussy by licking her.

It was time to record sex with my paternal grandparents. I decided to do the same as what really happened. Recording begins while Grandma was bathing and I was watching her. I got naked and entered in shower with a boner, and started touching her boobs.

She was shocked, but we had a shower together and came back. I was still naked at the time of dinner. I told Grandma about the benefits of nudism, and then we went to our rooms. I heard some moaning from her room and saw her masturbating. When she slept, I entered her room.

Her pussy was still wet, so I inserted my dick inside her and started fucking her. She woke up, but before she could do anything, I started kissing her. After a few minutes, she got horny. I fucked her in missionary, cowgirl and doggy positions for half an hour.

The next day, we started some foreplay before having sex. Suddenly, Grandpa came back, and we were having sex in the hall. Grandpa got naked and joined us instead of getting angry. I was fucking her pussy, and Grandma started sucking Grandma’s dick.

Later he fucked, Grandma’s ass, and we both released our cum on her tits. She cleaned our dicks by sucking, and I cleaned her pussy by licking.

This part was about my trip with my grandparents and our sex recordings. We edited the recording and made a real porn video. I hope you liked this part of my incest.

Please wait for the next part, which will take our incest life further with other family members.

After dinner, we sat on the shoreline. We were enjoying the small waves gently passing under us. The night was warm. The moon rose from the back. This all was creating a perfect setting for romance.

Ishita made a voice call to her cousin Kamini. It was the first time I had talked to her. Ishita told Kamini that she finally checked outdoor intimacy off her bucket list. It was just a small call because I didn’t want to waste any time. She seemed to have a very bold and open personality.

I started pressing her boobs and nipples. I was feeling her heartbeat quicken under my touch. I pushed her back so that she would lay on the sand, and I lay on top of her. I was kissing her passionately. Kamini understood and cut the call from her side.

While kissing, we were holding each other tightly, we rolled on the sand a few times in between. Both of us were getting dirty with grains of sand sticking to our skin. When I was on top, I was staring at her with a hunger for sex.

She noticed it from my expressions, so she understood the assignment and lifted her right leg, inviting me into pussy. I noticed sand everywhere, on her pussy lips and on my dick too. Remembering her irritation from the previous round, I realized how she would manage the pain of sand particles.

So, I told her, let’s not complicate things. She may face minor injuries inside. I refused to penetrate. However, she was eager, more than me. She asked me to go ahead and not to worry about complications. Still, it didn’t feel right to me. So I held her and we guided us both into the water.

We played there for a while, letting the gentle waves wash the sand off our bodies. Once we were clean, we walked back to the shoreline. I let her bend forward from her waist. She placed her palms on the sand like she was in a doggy position. I stood behind her.

I gripped her ass and thighs in my hands, then lifted her. So, her legs were at my knee height in the air. Her palms on the sand supported her, and I was holding her legs. I spread her legs a bit and jerked my dick hard inside her. As I started stroking, she began to lose her stability.

Her palms dug into the sand from the force of my thrusts, so she rested her forearms on the sand instead. This position brought her closer to the water level there, so the waves were gently hitting her face and boobs in intervals. I was going hard, thrusting into pussy deeply.

Her moans grew louder, mingling with the sound of the waves. “Ahh,” she moaned. The water splashing her face added a sensation to it. Her moans were a mix of pleasure and the struggle to breathe as the waves hit her. “Oh! Aah! Oh, God! ”

We continued in this position for some time. Due to her weight and my thrusts, her arms continuously dug into the sand. I took two steps back and pulled her back, too. As we got out of the water, I held her in the same position again. Then, I continued stroking for several more minutes.

I was nearing cum. My control was slipping with each thrust. Finally, I loaded her pussy with my cum. It was like I was releasing all my pent-up desire into her. I gently let go of her legs to allow her to stand up. As she stood, she turned to me. Her eyes were filled with satisfaction and love.

Then she kissed, hugged and kissed me. I put my arm on her shoulder and took her in my right arm. Then we started walking on the shoreline. After strolling along the shoreline, hand in hand, we found a secluded spot to sit and talk. As we were experiencing the waves of the beach, we shared our deepest thoughts and feelings.

Me: I feel like I’m living a dream with you.

Ishita: You’re my dream come true.

Me: I never want this moment to end.

Ishita: Let’s leave a message in the sand.

Me: What should we write?

Ishita: About us?

Me: Perfect.

We decided to leave love notes for each other to symbolize our affection. We captured them on camera. We laughed and posed for pictures, creating memories that would last a lifetime. As we returned, we spread out a blanket on the sand and laid down together.

We gazed at the star-filled sky. As we cuddled close, our sweet kisses ignited our passion. Ishita was fully excited that night. As soon as she felt that desire rising within us again, she took charge and started kissing me all over my body.

Her lips were doing a great job on me. She stopped at my hard dick.

She sat on my lap, facing toward the sea. She held my dick and sat on it until dick went inside fully. She began to ride my dick. When she was riding, she was whispering and moaning softly.

Ishita: You are feeling so good inside me.

Me: Hah! You’re riding me crazy, fat ass!

I felt like forever of happiness when she looked at me with desire in her eyes. She continued riding me. I was chilling, looking at the stars while simultaneously enjoying her movements. Each jump of hers was making sounds of tap-tap.

Her smooth but tight ass was hitting on my lap. She spent a long time riding my dick, but she could not let me cum. So, I became really horny now. I pushed her away to break riding. She was in shock and asked, “Ouch! What happened?” I turned her and lay on her.

No waste of time, I started stroking her while she was lying on her back. I wanted to enjoy those moments, too. But I was in a hurry as I felt so aroused. I barely lasted for a few more minutes. Her moans started growing up, “Oh, yes.” Finally, I cum, this time a lot. A drop of my cum was trickling from her pussy.

At the orgasm, I released myself into her. She was exhausted but satisfied. I collapsed on her. Under the blanket of stars, we spent the whole night. In the early morning before sunrise, we left the property and drove to Kochi for our flight. It was a connecting flight, and we landed in Bengaluru.

Our further flights to our respective locations were in the night. I could sense something was cooking up. I was wondering why Ishita booked a connecting flight when she could have easily gotten a direct one to Delhi.

Kamini had asked us to visit her place, so we went there. When we reached Kamini’s house, I was amazed. Kamini was almost a replica of Ishita, a perfect MILF. Though her facial features weren’t as striking as Ishita’s. We had breakfast together, and Ishita took the empty plates to the kitchen to clean them.

Meanwhile, Kamini stood up and pulled me toward her by my polo T-shirt collar. I was a bit shocked, but somewhere inside, I knew something was brewing between the cousins.

I looked toward the kitchen, expecting Ishita to walk in. But when she did, she merely smiled. I could see now that this was a planned encounter, something they had discussed and agreed upon. Kamini was bold and aggressive. She grabbed my collar like a gangster and stared into my eyes with intensity.

She commanded me, “You insufferable, gandu, follow me,” I didn’t like her dominance. Whenever I saw such dominance in bed, it awakened the animal in me. I couldn’t let her take control. I knew I had to go hard on her. I pulled her hair tightly and dragged her head back.

I locked my lips onto hers. Our kiss was so desperate, and it was filled with a primal need for Kamini. While our tongues were battling with each other, she slowly guided me to her bedroom. She was kissing me like a woman starved for sex. Her unsatisfied sexual life was clearly evident in her actions.

She was biting my neck multiple times with a hunger that only fuelled my desire. Her dominance didn’t waver for a second. As soon as we lay on the bed, she straddled me. Her ass was grinding against my body. I cuddled her tightly, feeling the heavy and warm breaths.

She was continuously eating my lips, her kisses frantic and insistent. Kamini sneered between kisses.

Kamini: You’re nothing but a filthy bhadwa.

Me: Shut up, you cheap maal. Be ready to stitch your ass.

Kamini (spat back): Dirty randi ka bachhe.

I noticed Ishita had left the house. I didn’t know where she was going. But now, it was just the two of us. I commanded Kamini, “Useless slut, become a bitch.”

She removed her panties and got into a doggy position at the edge of the bed. Her big, oval buttocks were calling me for a big slap. I slapped her ass hard. I felt so satisfying smacking against her flesh and then jerked my dick into her pussy.

As soon as I started stroking, she was fully on, her passionate moans filling the room. “Mmm, more please,” she cried out. Her voice grew louder and more desperate with each thrust.

I kept slapping her ass while fucking her. The sound of ass was echoing in the room. I had never seen a better bitch than her; her position was perfect, and her cooperation was amazing. Her moans became a symphony of pleasure and pain, each one driving me closer to the edge.

After continuing fucking her for some time, I pulled her hair with one hand, arching her back, and kept slapping her ass hard with the other hand. Her body trembled beneath me, her moans turning into screams of satisfaction.

Just before I cum, I pulled out and released myself all over her soft, oval buttocks. I was watching me cum glistening on her ass. We lay there for a moment, both of us breathing heavily.

I wasn’t in the mood to stop. I was relentless, and I wanted to be wilder. I stood up on the bed. She was lying on her back in bed. I raised her legs and folded them over so that her ankles were on either side of her head. Her ass came upwards, perfect for me to stroke.

She wasn’t very flexible for this position, but I didn’t care. I wanted wild sex. I squirted on her ass, then spit a lot of saliva on her asshole. With no mercy, I started fucking her ass. The position wasn’t suitable for her, but she moaned for pleasure despite the pain.

After a while, the saliva dried out, so I spat more saliva to keep going. I continued to tear into her ass, feeling the tightness around my cock. While fucking her ass, I was fingering and slapping her pussy, too, driving her wild. With a mix of pain and pleasure, she was moaning like an artist.

Minutes passed, and I could feel myself nearing the edge of unloading again. With some final thrusts, I was unable to hold back any longer. I came hard on her big, round ass and released myself completely. I slapped her ass, and I collapsed beside her. Both of us experienced the intensity of our encounter.

After my first encounter with Kamini, I was lying in bed with her. We both were cuddling and kissing each other. Kamini was a dirty talker in bed and used to add Hindi abuse in every other sentence. It was her to keep the mood charged.

Just then, Ishita returned, and I was stunned by her appearance. She had styled her hair gorgeously, with a rich chocolaty brown shade, some of it backcombed while the rest elegantly tied up.

Me: Ishita, there’s something I’ve always dreamed of doing.

Ishita returned with a confident smile,

Ishita: I knew Babes! Here you are, all ready. What’s the exciting plan?

Me: But how do you know that I dreamed of doing something with my hair?

Ishita: Oh, ho! You only told me, right? When I was taking your dick in my mouth that morning.

Me: Wow, you remember that?

Ishita: Yeah! Before leaving India, I wanted to fulfil all your desires for me and you. So, here we are now.

Me: Amazing. Let’s start now.”

Kamini: But what is the plan?

Ishita: Umm! That even I don’t know.

I stopped them from talking with each other and said.

Me: I’ve always fantasized about filling her parting with my cum to signify our special bond. It’s like our own little symbol of connection, you know? Connection for intimacy, pleasure, mutual desires, and adventures.

Kamini was feeling so satisfied from our first round. She was already curious about my fantasy. She wanted to join us init.

Kamini: Sluts! Could I be a part of it too?

Ishita: Great, but can we add didi here, Nikku?

Me: Absolutely! Why not? You both kneel together.

Both bitches kneeled side by side. I stood in front of such that my hard dick was hanging between them. They knew their job. They held my dick in each of their hands. I held both of their hair and pushed their head to my dick. Ishita was sucking my dick while Kamini was playing with my balls.

Her experience was clearly evident in her moves. She was nicely cupping my balls and releasing them in intervals. After some time, they exchanged their job, and now Kamini was sucking. Kamini was like a pro-girl. She knew what men wanted in sucking. Her tongue was doing a great job on the tip of my dick.

I was standing and letting them do their job. I was moving my fingers through Ishita’s new hairstyle. Her chocolaty shade was looking stunning in her white flesh.

I pulled them from their hair and pushed their lips to each other. Then I adjusted my dick between their lips. My mushroom-like lollipop was meeting both of their hot lips. A perfect scene to take a pic of, so I clicked a pic from above. Ishita’s hair was well styled, but Kamini’s hair was moving in front every time.

So I brought them together and held them for her. But due to this, I also got a command of her. I focused on Kamini and pushed her head harder into my dick. She started going deep, but I wanted more. I deep-throated her multiple times. She was taking my dick passionately.

But when I went to do the same to Ishita, she got choked. I never wanted to dominate Ishita, but it was the last day. I kept her choked for some moments and then repeated it a few times. I realized I was getting out of control. I took my dick in my hand.

They both understood that I was cumming. They stopped and headed down to let me act. In my first spurt, I shoot it at Ishita’s parting, and then I shoot one or two more. Later, I did spurt remaining at Kamini.

I was feeling immense satisfaction, but Ishita didn’t have my dick that day. So, before leaving, we did some final rounds together. And finally, in the evening, we said our goodbyes to Kamini and headed to the airport for our respective flights.

Ishita: Every moment with you is a memory I cherish. Will miss this a lot.

Me: Don’t feel sad, okay? We made these days unforgettable.

Ishita: I don’t know when, but we will meet as soon as possible.

Me: Looking forward to it. More love to our moments. Goodbye, babes!

As I boarded my plane, I was thinking about the incredible experiences we’d shared and the bonds we’d formed. This trip had been a journey of discovery, adventure, and deep connection. I knew it was just the beginning of many more to come.

I was thinking about Ishan. He still feels that nothing has happened. The memories of that night, filled with passion and exploration, would stay with me forever, marking the end of an unforgettable trip. Our journey did not end here. I knew that though Ishita was going abroad, I had Kamini here in India.

I’m open to listening if you have experiences to share. Is anyone interested in connecting with me? Feel free to email me at [email protected] or on Gchat at [email protected].

There are complexities. Men need to understand, especially. Everything isn’t as easygoing as you think when it comes to the matters of a woman. You can’t expect things to be self-sided. Indeed, it is multi-faceted. Every kind of relationship needs to be so. Or else it would lose its charm.

Take, for example, our relationship with our close friends. All of us spend a rather super quality time with them. Why is it so? It is because our expectations are getting fulfilled by those people.  Many of the times, the fun is more than we expect. The day those vibes stop, the interest in those people reduces eventually.

Sex relationship is no exception to that. Neither does it have a major priority over others. Sexual expectations are not an issue to be guilty of. And it is damn complex.  Men need to apprehend those complexities of women. Here’s my story of making myself and also him understand about the same.

With nothing serious in my mind, I set up myself with a guy. It has now been almost more than a year since I met him. I had no idea I was going to have my first sex with him at that time. Oh, did I mention that we met on Tinder? Yes, we did. Actually, he was the first guy on Tinder whom I actually met.

So was I for him. At least that’s what he told me. To be honest, I judged him. I judged him by his personality. I was really surprised at what I used to think about him at that point in time and how I think of him now. Earlier, he seemed to be a 20-year-old guy, just like others.

Now, I am more fond of his personality because of the kind of influence he has on me. Spoilers alert. This isn’t a love story that I’m going to narrate! Coming back to the point, I came to know he was a stoner. I was like, “Yo! Hey! I also want to try drugs.”

Okay, this was not what I said. But I made him ask me, “Would ya want to try weed?” I was like, “Yeah, sure, if you insist.” So we met a couple of times to smoke outdoors. But clearly, weed didn’t hit me as I fucking didn’t know how to smoke.

Once, he invited me to one of his friend’s PGs to smoke. I thought quite a lot about that. I would call it my stupidity that I went that day to meet him alone like that. But honestly no regrets. Just before I was going to meet him, he texted me if I was sure that I wanted to come that day.

I didn’t get the clue. Shit, I didn’t get the clue that he was hinting about sex. In my mind, I thought maybe he would make a move on me. At the most, we would make out more intimately. But sex? I really never thought of that possibility. I spoke about some morality stuff in reply to his text.

What? I couldn’t think of anything else to say. Lol! So I went there, and we smoked. I was such a newbie in the field of smoking. But somehow, this time, I managed to get high. We were listening to ‘Coldplay’ on his friend’s bed. In the middle of the song he whisked his fingers on my hand.

I turned my face around him, and fuck, in no time, he was above me. As if that finger gesture was a sort of formality seeking consent without even caring about the reply gesture. I was shocked. But yeah, we had sex that day. And to my surprise, I didn’t feel anything.

I mean, I was more shocked than pleased. Or zero per cent pleased. I thought, “Is this it? Is this what sex is? I feel way, way, much better when I masturbate.” I wasn’t aiming at describing this experience, but that was the start of our thing. Unlike other disappointments, this one didn’t make me sad.

Rather, I was feeling good. It was because I overcame my body insecurities that day. This was the reason I decided that I wanted to have sex with this guy. I want to feel it. Just sex. And friends. I’m not leaving him until I feel it.

The thing between us continues. He was now sensing that I was not feeling that much into sex. In irony to that, I believe I am more horny than he is. He thought maybe I was not ready for sex. That was not the case. That never will be. I didn’t know the reason as well.

Then came that day, at last. A day when I felt like I was actually having sex and that it was actually something. Some different kinds of out-of-the-world feeling. It was our third time having sex. I believe I lost my real virginity that day. It was the first day of the New Year.

I remember precisely. I will never forget that. Again I am not planning right now to narrate this incident. Let’s make you keep guessing for a while which one of these sexes I’ve made up my mind to write about.

Turns out we had a row a few days later and we called it off. It was hard. Not that I had feelings for him but because I never deleted some person like that. It was hard because that phase was tenuous for me. I was left all alone, packed up inside the four walls to study for my CA Intermediate exams.

It’s beyond words to articulate the pressure and anxiety I felt at that time. And to add to this anxiety, this calling-off stuff happened. You become habituated. You don’t love.

After almost three and a half months, I received his text. And we were back again. And after a month, another disappointment came from his side and we called off again. Again, after a month, we were back. We had sex a couple of times after that.

The last time we did it, I didn’t reach orgasm. Also, the fact that he had orgasmed real quick. That, too twice, made me frustrated and further worsened the thing. And to my surprise, he told me he thought I was not sure whether I should have sex or not.

I bet if he were to live each minute of a single day of my life, he would never utter such a thing. But I was tired, really tired of this on-off shit. I wanted to have an end to this and let myself breathe a bit. And I told him that let’s have the last sex. Then, the next day, we’ll get back to being just friends.

Deleting people from life is quite depressing. I feel guilty for blocking two people, even though they were creeps. I am now thoughtless about the future.
Lasts are often underrated. Everything doesn’t need to be sad or be “clichéd happy ever after” in the end. You have to let it go.

I could not stand the idea that my life would end up just like others, that my relationships are just like others. I want my things to be different. The wait ends now. My conspiracy was to make you feel the last of what I felt. We booked a hotel room as usual.

But it was me who booked it so obviously there had to be some problems. The first time I booked, the check-in date was wrong. The second time, I booked a room for 1 guest. Yeah, I am quite careless. We ended up spending around 1500 bucks for a low-profile hotel room, which is available for around 700.

He was mad. He didn’t quite show it, but he was mad, I know. But I won’t take the guilt of it, not at all. I was interested in having sex rather than talking about my carelessness. He also has a past of being careless with me. So I don’t care. I ignored his shits and turned on the TV.

I like something playing in the background. He took out the joints, and we smoked for a while. In no time, we were high enough. Weed develops an electricity around me. His presence beside me turns me on. I kept watching TV and waiting for him to make a move.

I like that he makes a move on me. I like that I get nervous with just a touch of his hand. And there he was, sitting beside me and his one hand curling up my butt and slowly caressing them. He came forward to kiss me. I leaned towards him. Because of weed, I have completely forgotten the surroundings.

I am getting passionate now. A whole new me has taken birth. I became a person sexier than I think I am. His hands are picking up motion, exploring the whole of my flesh. His hands are now heading down, and he took off my pants. He bent down, staring at my explosion of feelings.

He spread my legs and caressed my clit with his saliva-filled fingers. While looking into my eyes with his “Oh! I want to eat you bad” look. He slipped his fingers inside me. Now his tongue has taken the job of taking care of my clit. Nothing can give me pleasure like this right now.

I’m enjoying the treat and running my fingers through his hair. He gets up, takes off my top, and I take off his shirt. I’m now desperate to see his rise to the fall. We are about to encounter. I opened his trouser button while he was busy unhooking my bra.

While unbuttoning him, my mind was busy adoring the fact that men have boners. Isn’t it the most amazing thing that was created? I don’t like the way women react to the word dick. Anyway, I love it. I am quite fond of it, and I can’t wait to see it.

Now, here we are, completely naked in front of each other. I am ready to have the most raw experience made just for living beings. We both are desperately kissing each other. We like the faint pain on the lips, which is giving me goosebumps.

Slowly, his lips slip to my side jawline and then my neck, spending a good amount of time there. But no more, as I didn’t want to end up having love bites and hinting my parents of this. I told him to ease out from my neck, and he smirked at me. In no time, his hands and his lips are exploring my boobs.

Starting with some gentle sucking, he acquires speed and force. This feeling is wild. I was high, so damn high and when you’re high, the pain feels like flowers. His sucking was turning me on. It was making me squirt so bad. While he was still sucking, one of his hands went down.

He started rubbing my clit, circling the pussy. Suddenly, he put his fingers inside me. And this is it. I reach the equilibrium. This feeling was so hot! He tried to lift his head from my breasts. But I suggested he go deeper with his tongue. I could continue having these high points a few more times.

He is now above me, trying to seduce me by rubbing his dick around the pussy. This act is hot as hell. I can’t wait to let him inside. But he is still teasing me. So I got up a bit took his dick, and I put it inside. Oh god! This has me all consumed. We both moan out of this pleasure.

He began with a few smooth and slow bangs. Then he picked up more of the motion. He was getting fuel by seeing my body curves. Nothing can be sexier than this. There was a mirror in the opposite direction, and I could see it all. I liked how hot it looked when you could see what was happening.

He finished unexpectedly. I wanted him to go on. We are lying beside each other, his hands curling my waist. Cuddles are my favourite part. He turns off the TV and takes out his mobile. We spent almost 20 mins arguing about what kind of music we should play.

We both have a taste in different kinds of genres. And at last we ended up watching Kanan Gill’s standup comedy. I was lying on his left arm and watching YouTube videos. He lifted his arm a bit towards my boobs. I now had no concentration on the video playing.

I was more focused on his hand. I also lifted a bit too, getting closer to him. Suddenly, he kept his mobile down. Now, we were up for the second round. He told me something so long, I couldn’t understand. We were still so high. I didn’t bother to understand.

I was rather more interested in seeing the whole process of his erection. I went on top of him and started licking his nipples, then his chest hair. I was slowly getting down to him. His dick was in full of its size until I finally reached there. I took it by my hands and started sucking its tip.

It was not the first time I was having sex. But I always had a different kind of experience every single time. This one was different, too. The strawberry taste of the condom was still there on it. I licked it all. I do not want him to finish just by blowjob. I wanted him inside.

So I gave him enough to pleasure him but not make him cum. I again went on top of him and put his dick inside. I rode him for a while. But suddenly, with the force of his hands, he turned me to get in a doggy position. I was now moaning from inside. It has absorbed my all.

He leaned forward and grabbed my boobs, continuing the banging. He has an orgasm after a while. We lay down again, curling each other, feeling satisfied as fuck. He is fast asleep. But I am not able to sleep, so I planned to write about this feeling from the start.

I enjoyed. Not just this sex but every moment of all the time we spent together. There were many times when I wasn’t able to finish even a single time. This made me frustrated, but I feel good thinking about everything. My sexual orientation has evolved.

I get turned on more easily now. I can masturbate and can reach orgasm without porn. I got over my body’s insecurities. I am happy. He has an influence on me, I accept. I expect no more from him. I’ll be good being just friends with him. I don’t know if this can last, but as I said I expect nothing from him.

But I expect that men understand the complexities, though.