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Hi, this is Radhika again with one of my recent sexual encounters. It was a normal day at the office. I had my daily tasks over. I was overjoyed with the presentation that went really well with the client.

I opened my mail to look for my cab details. When I reached, I found that the back seats were already occupied. I sat at the front when the driver entered. I was shocked to find the same driver who fucked me along with my manager the other day.

He smiled at me and started the engine. Actually, mine was the first drop. But when he took another route, I didn’t mind. I was so happy that day. The last person told the driver that he could drop him off after dropping me off. But the driver was smart enough to answer the other guy saying that he drops me daily.

It was the first time that he came to drop me and he is playing it smartly. After dropping him off, the driver started the conversation, telling me that it was the first time that he had done it with someone other than his wife.

He also confessed that it was the first time he experienced double penetration in life and participated in it. I smiled and said, “So you cheated your wife by fucking me, right.” He said, “Yes, but you are worth cheating anyone just to get into that hole of yours.” Oh boy, he is flirting so well, I thought.

I asked him, “How was the cheating experience then?” He smiled and said, “It was the best till now. I have a college-going daughter. I have never fucked a high-class slut like you.” I was getting horny by his words and the way he described me.

Our conversation ended that day as I reached my place. I got down and reached my flat. I saw that my husband and his friend had already started drinking. I went in, took a bath and came out wearing a T-shirt and shorts. I could feel his friends’ eyes all over me.

The next day, in the cab, while the driver is dropping me. I was the last drop. It takes around 20 minutes to reach my place. I also noticed that he drove at 20KMS while dropping me off. Our conversation went like this.

Driver: So, since how long is sir fucking you?

Me: It was the day when both of us got down from the cab and he asked you to go back to the office.

Driver: It was almost a year back.

Me: Yes, from that day.

Driver: So he is feasting on a young pussy lucky guy.

Me: Even you are feasting, and you are equally lucky, too.

I winked at him. He placed his hand on my thigh.

Driver: But I don’t have the luck to have such a beautiful slut whenever I want.

Me: Why are you calling me slut?

Driver: I have been calling you for a week and why do you care to ask only today?

I smiled and sat.

Driver: Did you enjoy my fuck that day?

Me: Hmm.

Driver: Tell.

Me: Yes, I did, your dick was so hairy and dirty. I loved the smell of it. The way you fucked me mercilessly was really something that I cannot forget.

Driver: So this bitch loves dirty dicks, and to smell them.

Me: Yes.

I moaned, looking at him. Now his hand moved to my boobs, and he pressed my right boob. He found that there was no bra, just a slip inside the T-shirt that I wore. My nipples got harder as his rough hands played with my boob. I was moving in the car for pleasure and moaning.

He pinched my nipple, took my right hand, and placed it over his bulge. He opened his zip, and I slid my hand into his pants. It was all hairy, and I moved my hand past it to get a grip on his dick. It was all sticky with sweat and maybe pee too. He had his hand on my t-shirt and was playing with my boob.

He turned the car to an empty ground and turned it off. I pulled his dick out, and he pushed me to him. Soon his dick was in my mouth while his two hands moulded my boobs. His squeezing and pinching of my nipples made me suck and bite his dick tip.

He moaned, and in one go, he pulled me over him with ease. I never imagined that he would have the strength to make me get on him. He lifted my top, and I raised my hands to take it off. Once it was gone, he held my boobs with his hands, pressing them and sucking the hard nipples.

I was moaning about the pleasure I was getting with his rough treatment. He made me rest on the steering while he licked my boobs, stomach and tongue fucked my navel. He made me put my hands over my head and licked my underarms. I wore jeans, and he removed the button.

Unzipped my jeans and saw my floral panty. He rubbed his hand above my pussy, feeling the roughness of the sprouting hair. He then slid his fingers below to find my wet pussy waiting for his fingers to explore. I raised a little so he could pull my jeans further down along with my panties.

He put his fingers in my pussy. I was kneeling in his seat with his legs between my legs. My pussy was open as my legs were parted. He rubbed exactly at the open area. As his finger touched my parted area, I felt its roughness, and my whole body shivered in pleasure.

To make it double, he slapped my pussy with his palm. I was moaning as he continued to slap me. He lowered his pants, exposing his fully erect dick. It was fat and long, around 7 inches. I know that monster would part my pussy and widen it. I slowly lowered myself.

Once his dick tip was touching my pussy I moved my pussy lips on its tip. His pre cum was getting rubbed all over my pussy, and it aroused me more. I caught my waist and made me sit slowly on his monster. I could feel it ripping me apart, and once it was completely in.

I kissed his lips. He was so aggressive in kissing, and I loved it a lot. I began to move my hips, riding his monster. He had his hands on my ass, moving my ass front and back while slapping it in between. It was so hot that his pubic hair touched my pussy lips while I sat on his dick.

He was eating and biting my boobs. I was riding him, and I took his hand towards my ass hole. He flipped my ass hole with his finger and slowly started to increase his forefinger into it. Getting my ass filled while my pussy was already filled turned me a lot, and I was riding him with full force.

I knew I could not last long and asked him to fuck me from below. I matched his hard strokes from below as his dick touched my ass. I cum so hard on his dick. My juices ran all over his dick, his ball and stopped on the seat. I caught him tightly to my heart and was catching my breath after the hard orgasm.

He slowly placed on the seat. Lower the seat making room for me to lie down on it. He came over to me, becoming completely nude. He raised my legs and placed them over his shoulders. He entered me again and held the seat tightly. He started to drill my pussy with huge speed.

I was staying while my boobs moved up and down, making noise as they touched my chest. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his pounding as it was forming an orgasm in my pussy.

He continued his rough fucking even though now my pussy started to burn. I started to scream and asked him to slow down. But he slapped my face and caught my neck. He pinned me to the seat, making me unable to move. I was moving my ass in rhythm despite the burning in my pussy.

He fucked me super fast, and I came on his dick for the second time in the past one hour. He fucked me for a few more minutes and pulled his dick out. He pushed me down and had his dick in my mouth. He cum some in my mouth, pulled his dick out and cum the remaining all over my face.

I remained there with his cum all over my face. We were sweating even though the AC was on. I took my panties and wiped his cum from my face. I wore the panties and then my jeans. I could feel his cum all over my pussy. He then dropped me home.

I pressed his dick when I was about to get out of the cab. He kissed my hand and thanked me for the amazing fun we had. Let me know if you had fun enough reading to [email protected].

Hello readers! In this story, I am going to share my experience with a hot professor. She was my lecturer during the day and my bedmate at night. So read the story till the end if you want to experience the whole incident from my POV.

I am Raj. I am basically from Kerala. I was pursuing an MBA in one of the top colleges in Bangalore. I had an impeccable academic status right from the first semester. So naturally, I was a favourite among the teachers.

One such teacher was my English professor. She used to teach Business English. I was her favourite student as I was the only one who would finish all the assignments on time and scored well in her subject.

Now about her.:

Her name is Jennifer. She is from Tamil Nadu, and she has a Tamilian complexion. But her features were something anyone would die for. She had a well-maintained body.

She wore a saree to college on most days and would come in a top and jeans on special occasions.  Quite the opposite of what other female professors would do.

She had long hair, and she would wear minimal makeup to college. She looks very humble and modest. Though she was a Christian, she would wear a small bindi on her forehead, which added to her facial features. She was in her early thirties, but no one could guess her age.

Now, let me start by describing the incident. Our college had organized a cultural fest to which a few other colleges were also invited. Me and my friend Ashok had planned to take numbers from beautiful girls from other colleges. We stood by the entrance of our college and looked at all the beautiful girls.

Most of the girls came with their boyfriends. So we had no luck that day. With a heavy heart, we went and sat down to enjoy the dance performance. Jennifer was in charge of the dance competition. As soon as she saw me, she signalled me and asked me to do some chores for her.

She gave me some errands, which I readily agreed to. I was quite busy for the day, and my friend Ashok enjoyed it all by himself. The competition was over by six in the evening, and it was time for us to go home. On my way home, I saw Jennifer ma’am trying to kick start her scooter.

I parked my bike by the side of the road and helped her. It seems the electric start motor was dead and due to some reasons, the kick starter was not working. It seems she hadn’t used the kicker in a while. After several failed attempts, I told her that nothing could be done now.

We needed to take it to a nearby workshop. Luckily, I knew a mechanic who would come to the spot where we called him. I dialled his number, and he came as soon as he could. He inspected the scooter and said that the kicker had jammed and wouldn’t work till cleaned thoroughly.

Apart from that, the self-motor needed to be replaced. She was visibly sad since she now had to take a cab. With much reluctance, I offered her a ride to her house. After thinking for a few seconds, she agreed and sat behind me. The ride home was bumpy as the road was full of puddles after the rain.

I was careful not to apply sudden brakes as she would think that I was intentionally doing it. After a ten-minute ride, I dropped her at her home. Her house was only a couple of blocks away from my house. She got off my bike and thanked me.

I went back home and started imagining how good it would have felt if she had hugged me from behind. Lost in my dreams, I had fallen asleep and skipped dinner. The next day was Sunday and I had made plans of going to the mall with my friends.

I got ready, and just when I was about to leave, I received a message from Jennifer ma’am.

Jennifer: Is my scooter ready?

Me: Sorry, ma’am! I almost forgot. I will inform you once I talk to the mechanic.

Jennifer: Do it soon, please! I have to go shopping.

I called him, but he didn’t pick up the call. So I texted her back, saying that since he was not picking up his phone, I would go and check myself.

Jennifer: Are you sure that my scooter will be repaired?

Me: Yes, ma’am. I have known him for the past three years. He doesn’t like to keep his customers waiting.

Jennifer: Then in that case, could you please pick me up from my house and drop me at the workshop?
Me: Sure, ma’am. I will be there in a couple of minutes.

Jennifer: Ok.

As promised, I picked her up from her house and dropped her at the workshop. My bad, his shop was closed. So that is why he didn’t pick up my call. Now I looked at Jennifer, ma’am and asked if I should drop her back to her house.

Jennifer: Are you kidding me? I got ready for shopping and I am not going back home without doing some shopping.

Me: So what are you going to do, ma’am? Shall I book a cab?

Jennifer: Hmm! What are you doing today? Are you free?

Me: Yes. My friends and I were thinking of hanging out by the mall.

Jennifer: Sounds more interesting than shopping.

Me: Yeah, it is. You can do window shopping there.

Jennifer: Sounds cool. Let me accompany you.

I wasn’t expecting this from her. Reluctantly, I agreed. I texted my friends that we had to cancel our plan today since I had some other work. I knew that if I told them that I was going out with Jennifer ma’am, they would tease me the next day when they saw me.

My friends cursed me for cancelling our plan but agreed upon it. She sat on the pillion seat, and we drove towards Koramangala. Just a few kilometres before the mall, the rain started pouring. I had to find a shelter to protect ourselves from getting drenched.

So I parked my bike near a bus stand, and we both went under the shelter. The bus stop was empty. Jennifer had worn an orange top and blue jeans. The top complimented her body shape. Since we were drenched in the rain, I could see her black bra sticking to her top.

The top was now looking like a see-through cloth. I got lost in the visual. She caught me looking at her, and then she realized which condition she was in. She turned to the opposite side. Now I could see the back of her body. I could easily see the backstrings of her bra.

She then turned around, and this time, it was less visible. She suggested that we should cancel our plan and have tea instead. There was a tea shop near to the bus stop. I went and bought tea for her and me. We drank the tea, and just as we were about to leave, the rain started pouring again.

We stayed there for nearly an hour but the rain was not letting us go. It was getting dark, and she received a call from her mother. She told her that she would be at home in an hour. She suggested that since we were already drenched, we should head towards home and dry ourselves at home.

I readily agreed as I was feeling hungry, too. We speeded our way to her home. Once we reached her home, she invited me in and offered me a cup of coffee. She went inside her room. I was watching her from behind. The curves of her waist were dancing as she walked.

After a few minutes, she came in a T-shirt and pyjamas. She looked even more hot and sexy in these clothes. She gave me a towel and asked me to dry myself. I went to the washroom and removed my clothes. I had hung them in the hangar and was drying myself.

I forgot to lock the door. As soon as Jenfier ma’am knocked on the door, it opened. There I was, standing stark naked in front of my professor. She was left speechless as she didn’t react for a few seconds. Time seemed to stand still. I wasn’t able to react, either.

She was the first to react. She turned her face to the other side and ran away. I was ashamed about the incident. We didn’t look into each other’s faces. I took my leave once my clothes had been dried in the dryer.

That day, I couldn’t sleep. I was thinking how it would have ended up if the positions were reversed today. I masturbated thinking of her and slept. The next day, I woke up to find a message from Jennifer ma’am.

Jennifer: Sorry! I should have called out your name instead.

Me: I also apologize for the bus stop incident.

She had read the message but didn’t reply. After a couple of minutes, she replied.

Jennifer: So, now we are even.

Seriously, I didn’t expect this reply from her.

Me: Kind of.

Jennifer: ??

Me: You saw me stark naked.

Jennifer: ??

Me: Nothing. Sorry! I got carried away.

Jennifer: Be careful next time.

The next day at college, she was absent. I spent the whole day thinking why she didn’t come. Worried, after college, I went straight to her house. I rang the bell, and after a couple of minutes, Jennifer Ma’am opened the door. The way she looked, I figured out that she was sick, maybe because of the rain.

She invited me and asked me the reason for the visit. I told her that since she wasn’t there at the school, I was worried. She gave me a confused look and asked me if I wanted anything to drink. I said a cup of coffee would feel good.

Without hesitation, she asked me to make a coffee for both of us since her mother was not at home. I went into the kitchen and made coffee. I saw a cauliflower by the fridge. I asked whether she wanted cauliflower pakoras. She replied, “Don’t ask! Bring me some!”

I made some cauliflower pakoras to accompany coffee. She sipped the coffee and said it was just like the way her mother makes coffee.

Jennifer: How wonderful would it be to get a husband who would cook tasty food for me everyday?

Me: Very wonderful.

We both laughed. After having coffee, she felt better, and we started chatting. Out of nowhere, a huge sound crackled through the windows. It was the sound of lightning. She got scared and jumped out of her seat. The jump landed her on my lap. We both were now confused about what to do.

In a flow, I put my hand around her waist and hugged her. She, too, hugged me back. I started caressing her back and traced my fingers through her bra strap. We were getting carried away. Our bodies felt each other’s warmth. I kissed her lips and started pressing her waist.

She let out a small moan. This was enough for me to trigger my inner beast. We were kissing like hell. I removed her t-shirt and started fondling her breasts over her bra. She had worn a black bra which made me more horny. She then made me remove my T-shirt. I then unhooked her bra and started sucking her nipples.

She was letting out moans. She was enjoying every second. So was I. I then hugged her and removed my pants and boxers. Just as I removed my pants, someone knocked at the door, and we were panicked. I grabbed my clothes, and Jennifer pointed towards her bedroom. I rushed towards her bedroom.

It was her mother who had returned after shopping.

Jennifer’s mom: Why did it take you so long to open the door?

Jennifer: I was in the bathroom.

Jennifer’s mom: Ok.

Her mom sat down on the couch and started to watch a movie. I was sure that if I left the room, both Jennifer and I would end up getting caught. I waited till Jennifer’s mom went to sleep. As soon as I was abought to leave, Jennifer asked me not to!

We closed the door and had fun. How we fucked and satisfied one another?
Do you want to know? Then, stay tuned for the next part. Feel free to write to me!

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Ab aage:-

Fir Aditya Nisha ke hath pakad ke aayine ke paas le gaya, aur khud uske peeche khada ho kar Nisha se bolne laga-

Aditya: Dekho apne aap ko. Tumhari ye aankh. Koi bhi doob jaye is aankh mein.

Aditya Nisha ke kaan ke paas aa kar ye bol raha tha, aur muh se garam saanse chhodh raha tha.

Fir Aditya ne kaha: Sabse zaroori ek model mein hote hai uska slim figure aur bade boobs. Aur Nisha tumhare ye boobs to kisi ko bhi pagal bana sakte hai.

Aditya ab Nisha ki kamar ko apne dono hath se pakad ke bola: Tumhari patli kamar aur ye gehri nabhi tumhe modelling ki duniya mein bahut aage le jayegi.

Nisha ye sab ek ajnabi insan ke muh se sun rahi thi, aur apne upar ghamand ke sath sexy feel kar rahi thi. Uski chut ek baar fir paani chhodhne lagi. Par is waqt Aditya waha tha, to wo kuch nahi kar saki.

Aditya Nisha ki gaand mein hath fer ke bola:  Ye thode aur ache ho sakte hai.

Aditya ka lund poori tarah khada tha, jo 7 inch ka tha. Wo ab apna lund Nisha ke gaand mein laga ke dabane laga, aur Nisha ko ek jhatka jaisa laga Aditya ki is harkat se. Nisha to pehle hi sharam se laal thi, aur ab wo bra panty mein thi. Upar se uski chut se paani behne laga tha.

Aditya ki gaand mein lund ka dabaaw badhta hi jaa raha tha, aur ab to Aditya ne boobs ki tareef karte hue apne dono hatho se boobs pakad liye, aur bolne laga-

Aditya: Itne gol-gol boobs hai aapke.

Sath hi Aditya ne bra ke andar hath daal diya, aur nipple ko ungli ke beech le kar dabane laga. Fir ek hath chut mein laga to Aditya ne hairani se dekha ki chut to pehle se hi paani chhodh rahi thi. Wo us chut ke paani ko ungli mein le kar chaat leta hai, aur bolta hai-

Aditya: Nisha ji aap upar se hi nahi, andar se bhi bahut hot ho. Aap jaisi biwi to meri honi thi.

Wo Nisha ko godi mein utha kar bed pe lita deta hai, aur lip kiss karne lagta hai. Nisha ki sex ki pyas bhi bhadak chuki thi, aur dono ki jeebh ek-doosre ke muh mein khudayi karne lagti hai.

Kaafi der lip kiss karne ke baad wo Nisha ki bra ki dori bhi khol deta hai. Ab Aditya ki pasand ke boobs Aditya ke muh mein jaane ko taras rahe the.

Aditya ne der na karte hue ek boob muh mein le liya, aur doosre boob ko hath se zor-zor daba raha tha. Boobs itne bade the ki hath mein bhi sahi se nahi aa rahe the, aur fir wo badal-badal ke boobs chooste raha.

Aditya ne Nisha ke jism mein se panty bhi alag kar di. Nisha ne apni gaand utha ke panty nikaalne mein madad ki. Aditya ke aage Nisha ki chhoti si chut ke dono faanke bilkul chipki hui thi, aur thode-thode baal bhi the usme.

Ab Aditya se raha nahi gaya, aur Nisha ke dono pair faila kar wo chut chaatne laga. Slurp! Slurp ahh ahh! Nisha ab Aditya ki kathputli ban chuki thi, aur wo Aditya ke baal pakad ke chut mein dabane lagti hai.

Chut ki fank 2 ungliyon se khol kar Aditya apni jeebh chhed mein ghusa deta hai, aur namkeen paani peene lagta hai. Nisha ko bahut maza aa raha tha. Uski chut mein khujli badhti jaa rahi thi, aur chut laba-lab paani chhodh rahi thi.

Aditya Nisha ki chut ka paani aur malayi dono hi chaat ke saaf kar raha tha. Ab Aditya ne apne saare kapde khol ke Nisha ke saamne apna lund kiya aur bola-

Aditya: Hath laga kar dekho kaisa hai.

Is baat se fir Nisha sharam se sar jhuka li. Ab Aditya ne position badli, aur 69 position mein aa gaya. Lund Nisha ke muh mein de diya, aur khud chut chaatne laga.

Nisha ek shaadi-shuda aurat thi, to use experience tha ki kya karna tha. Wo lund muh mein la kar choosne lagi aur Aditya zor-zor se muh mein jhatke deke muh chodne laga. Nisha ko beech mein ulti aur khaansi bhi aane lagi.

Par jab tak Aditya ka lund jhada nahi, Aditya muh mein hi lund chodte raha. Fir aakhir wo jhad gaya. Nisha ko Aditya ke lund ki malayi peeni padi.

Aditya ab bed pe let gaya, aur Nisha se kaha ki lund ko ek baar fir khada kare. Nisha ne hath se lund ko upar-neeche kiya, fir lund pe jeebh ferne lagi. Kuch hi der mein lund ek baar fir khada tha.

Nisha ko bed pe lita ke Aditya uske dono pairon ke beech aa gaya, aur chut mein ungli karne laga. Fir Aditya ne lund ko chut mein set kiya, aur ek zor ka dhakka laga diya.

Nisha ki jaan hi nikal gayi. Wo rone lagi, aur chhodhne ke liye bolne lagi. Par Aditya to jab se photo dekha tha Nisha ki, tab se hi is pal ke intezaar mein tha ki kab Nisha ki chut mein lund daalega.

Ab wo Nisha ko bilkul ragad ke chodne ke mood mein tha, aur wo lagataar chut ko chodne mein laga raha. Usko Nisha ke koi parwah nahi thi. Usko bas nisha ka jism chahiye tha. Aditya ko bahut tight chut mili thi chodne ke liye. Use bilkul koi kuwari ladki ki chut mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Wo dono pair kandhe par le kar chodne laga. Pairon ki paayal ki khan-khan ki awaaz aur chut se lund takrane ki thap thap ki awaaze goonj rahi thi. Aditya aur Nisha ki nazar milti hai, aur Nisha usko kehti hai ki kuch aur zor se chode. Akhir Nisha bhi koi kam sexy nahi thi. Wo bhi ek pyaasi unsatisfied housewife thi.

Nisha bhi aaj Aditya ke sath apni pyaas bujhana chaahti thi. Aditya aur zor se Nisha ko chodne laga, aur jhuk ke Nisha ke dono boobs pe hath rakh ke zor-zor ka dhakka chut mein lagane laga.

Boobs pe zor ka dabaaw padne par dard ki shikayat karti hai Nisha. Par Aditya to boobs lover tha, jo Nisha ke boobs dekh kar hi yaha aaya tha.

Nisha ke boobs buri tarah nichodh raha tha wo, aur lund lagataar chut mein aage-peeche ho rahe the.

To be continued…

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The weight of Rajesh’s ultimatum crushed me. I couldn’t bear the thought of my sister being in such a situation, but the alternative was losing everything. But I decided to let’s do that. After all, my biggest fantasy may come true from it.

That evening, I returned home feeling confused. Ankita noticed my distress immediately. I was thinking about all the possibilities of what could happen after Ankita would know this.

“Dev, what’s wrong? You’ve been so stressed lately,” she said, concern etched on her face.

I sat her down and took a deep breath, preparing myself for the most difficult conversation of my life. “Ankita, there’s something I need to talk to you about. It’s about the party and what happened with Rajesh.”

Her expression hardened. “I don’t want to talk about that man. He was out of line.”
“I know, and I agree with you,” I said quickly. “But he’s my boss, and he’s very upset. He threatened to fire me because of what happened.”

Her eyes widened in shock. “What? That’s not fair! You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“I know, but he’s holding a grudge. If I lose my job, we’ll lose the house. Everything we’ve worked for… it will all be gone.”

Ankita looked stricken, realizing the gravity of the situation. “But what does he want?”
I struggled to find the words, feeling sick to my stomach. “He wants an apology from you, and he wants to spend one night with you.”

“Apologize? For what? For standing up for myself?” she asked, incredulous.

“He did not stop there. He wants to spend some time with Ankita. A night in his bed,” I said.

Ankita recoiled as if she’d been slapped. “What? No, absolutely not! How could you even suggest that?”

I was acting like I was upset, too. I didn’t let her know the excitement I had about fulfilling my fantasy. Tears welled up in my eyes. “I don’t want to, Ankita. I don’t. But I don’t know what else to do. If I lose this job, we’re finished.”

She stared at me, horrified and betrayed. “You want me to sleep with him? You can’t be serious! This is not going to happen.”

“No, I don’t want that,” I said, my voice breaking. “But I’m desperate. Please, Ankita. I’m begging you. Just this once. We can start fresh after this. I promise I’ll never put you in this position again.”

Ankita’s face was a mask of anguish. She looked away. Her tears were streaming down her cheeks. “I can’t believe you’re asking me to do this.”

I reached out to her, my tears falling. “I’m so sorry, Ankita. I hate myself for this, but I don’t see any other way. Please, think about it. For our future.”

The next day, Ankita’s silence was deafening. She avoided looking at me, her anger and hurt palpable. That evening, she finally spoke.

“Fine,” she said quietly, her voice devoid of emotion. “I’ll do it. But don’t ever ask me for anything like this again.”

I felt a mix of relief and excitement. “Thank you, Ankita. I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

As soon as she agreed, arrangements were for the night., Ankita was visibly tense. She wore a simple dress. Rajesh arrived with a smug look on his face, and I could barely stand to look at him.

“Thank you for being reasonable, Dev,” Rajesh said, his tone dripping with condescension. “Ankita, shall we?”

Ankita nodded stiffly, her eyes hard as steel. They went into the guest room, and I felt a hollow ache in my chest. I couldn’t bear to imagine what they would going to do.

As Rajesh and Ankita entered the guest room, Rajesh closed the door behind him. Ankita heard the soft click of the lock, a sound that seemed to seal her fate. She stood there, her heart pounding in her chest, and was feeling a mixture of fear, anger, and resignation.

Rajesh approached her slowly, his eyes scanning her from head to toe. “Relax, Ankita,” he said softly, though there was an edge to his voice. “We’re just going to talk for a bit.”

Ankita nodded, unable to find her voice. She felt vulnerable and exposed under his gaze. Rajesh reached out and gently took her hand, leading her to the bed. “Sit,” he instructed, and she obeyed, feeling the soft mattress beneath her.

He sat beside her. His presence was overwhelming. “You don’t need to be afraid,” he said, his tone attempting to be soothing. “I’m not a monster. Your thoughts are important to me, and I believe we can come to an understanding.”

Ankita looked away, her eyes filling with tears. “I didn’t mean to disrespect you,” she whispered. “I was just… overwhelmed.”

Rajesh tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. “I understand,” he said, his voice gentler now. “But actions have consequences. And tonight, we’re going to address that.”

He moved closer, his hand tracing a path along her jawline. Ankita shivered at his touch, a mix of fear and something she couldn’t quite identify. “I want you to trust me,” he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. “Just cooperate to avoid any trouble. Your positive response is significant.”

She hesitated, then nodded slowly. Rajesh smiled, pleased with her response. He leaned in and kissed her gently, testing her reaction. Ankita stiffened but didn’t pull away. The kiss was soft, almost tender, a stark contrast to the domineering presence she had expected.

As the kiss deepened, Ankita found herself responding despite her initial resistance. Rajesh’s touch was surprisingly gentle, his hands caressing her arms, shoulders, and back. The tension in the room shifted, becoming charged with a different kind of energy.

Rajesh pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers. “You’re beautiful, Ankita,” he said, his voice husky. “I want you to enjoy this as much as I will.”

Ankita’s heart raced. She was conflicted, her mind torn between her principles and the strange, undeniable attraction she felt. Rajesh’s hands moved to the buttons of her dress, slowly undoing them one by one. She didn’t resist, her breathing growing heavier as he exposed more of her skin.

“Let’s take this slow,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “I want to feel every moment with you.”

He guided her to lie back on the bed, his hands exploring her body with a mix of dominance and tenderness. Ankita closed her eyes, trying to focus on the sensations rather than the implications. Rajesh’s touch was expert, eliciting responses from her that she hadn’t expected.

Her initial resistance began to wane, replaced by a growing curiosity and arousal. Slowly, he began to undress her. His fingers deftly unbuttoned her top, slipping it off her shoulders to reveal the smooth expanse of her skin. He trailed kisses down her neck.

Ankita shivered, a soft moan escaping her lips as he reached behind her to unclasp her bra. Rajesh pulled back slightly to admire her, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of her bare breasts. He cupped them gently, his thumbs brushing over her nipples and eliciting a gasp from Ankita.

“Do you like that?” he asked, his voice husky.

“Yes,” What else Ankita could say? She had to cooperate, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and arousal.

Rajesh smiled, “Good,” he said, leaning down to take one of her nipples into his mouth. He sucked and licked, his other hand kneading her boob, drawing soft whimpers from her.

He took his time exploring her body, his touch both gentle and firm. He kissed his way down her stomach, pausing to dip his tongue into her navel before moving lower. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her skirt and panties, sliding them down her legs in one smooth motion.

Ankita stepped out of them, standing before him completely naked and vulnerable. Rajesh knelt in front of her, his hands resting on her thighs. He kissed the inside of her knees, working his way up slowly, savouring every inch of her skin.

Ankita’s breath hitched as he neared her core, her hands tangling in his hair.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

Rajesh looked up at her, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. “I want to hear you beg for it,” he said, his voice a low growl.

“Please, Rajesh,” Ankita whimpered. “I need you.”

With a satisfied smirk, Rajesh leaned in and pressed his lips to her most intimate place, her pussy. He kissed and licked, his tongue exploring her lower lips with a precision that made her cry out. Ankita’s fingers tightened in his hair. Her butt was bucking against his mouth as he brought her closer to the edge.

Rajesh pulled back just as she was about to squirt, earning a frustrated moan from Ankita. He stood up, quickly shedding his clothes until he was as naked as she was. He pulled her close, kissing her deeply as he guided her to the bed. He laid her down gently, positioning himself between her legs.

Ankita’s breath came in short, shallow gasps as she looked up at him, her eyes wide with anticipation.

“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice softening for a moment.

“Yes,” Ankita whispered, her body trembling with desire.

Rajesh smiled and leaned down to kiss her again, his hands gripping her ass as he positioned himself at her entrance. He teased her for a moment, rubbing the head of his cock against her folds before thrusting into her in one smooth motion.

Ankita gasped, her back arching off the bed as he pushed his dick inside. Rajesh groaned, his eyes closing for a moment as he savoured the feeling of her tight pussy. He began to move, his thrusts slow but deep at first, each one drawing a soft moan from Ankita’s lips.

He kissed her neck, her collarbone, the swell of her boobs, his hands roaming over her body. “You’re mine,” he whispered against her skin. “All mine.”

Ankita moaned in response, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pulled him closer. Rajesh’s pace quickened, his thrusts becoming harder and faster, each one driving her closer to the edge.

He shifted their positions, lifting her legs over his shoulders to gain deeper access. Ankita cried out, her hands clutching at the sheets as he pounded into her, the intensity of his movements leaving her breathless.

“Do you like this?” Rajesh growled, his eyes blazing with dominance.

“Yes,” Ankita gasped, her body trembling with pleasure. “Yes, I love it.”

Rajesh smirked, his hands gripping her hips as he drove into her with relentless force. Ankita’s cries grew louder, her body arching off the bed as she came, her climax washing over her in waves of ecstasy.

Rajesh followed her soon after. He was released inside. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat and sated with pleasure. For a moment, they lay there, their breathing heavy and their hearts pounding in unison. Rajesh rolled off of her and pulled her close, kissing her forehead as he held her in his arms.

“You’re amazing,” he murmured, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

Ankita looked up at him, her eyes softening. “So are you,” she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips.

Rajesh kissed her again, their connection deepening with each passing moment. They lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms. The first fuck had been intense and overwhelming, a dance of dominance and submission that left them both breathless and satisfied.

Their bodies entwined; Ankita couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment that she had never known before. Rajesh had unlocked something within her, a deep-seated need for dominance and control that she hadn’t realized she craved. And in his arms, she found a sense of fulfilment that left her yearning for more.

As the night gave way to dawn, Ankita knew that this was only the beginning. Rajesh had shown her a world of pleasure and desire. She was eager to explore it further, to push her boundaries and discover just how far she could go. In the quiet of the guest room, their journey together had only just begun.

Ankita couldn’t wait to see where it would lead. After a brief pause, during which Rajesh continued to caress her gently, they began again. This time, there was a different quality to their interaction. Rajesh’s dominance was still present, but there was also a growing connection between them.

Ankita felt herself becoming more receptive, her initial resistance giving way to a hesitant acceptance. Rajesh fucked her by becoming her puppy. By the end of the second round, Rajesh spurted on Ankita’s face. Ankita was trembling with a mixture of exhaustion and exhilaration.

Rajesh held her close, his hands gentle on her skin. “You’re doing wonderfully,” he murmured, his voice soothing. “Just trust me.” As the night progressed, the final round was focused on her pleasure. Ankita found herself responding with an unexpected passion, her body craving his touch.

When it was finally over, Ankita lay there, her body spent but her mind surprisingly clear. Rajesh lay beside her, his hand resting gently on her back. “Thank you,” he whispered, his voice soft. “You were amazing.”

Ankita turned to look at him, her eyes searching his. She saw a mixture of satisfaction and genuine appreciation in his gaze. Despite everything, despite the circumstances and the initial fear, she felt a strange sense of contentment.

“You’re welcome,” she replied quietly, her voice filled with a mix of emotions. “I didn’t expect… this.” Rajesh smiled, his hand brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Sometimes, the unexpected can be the most rewarding.”

As they lay there in the dimly lit room, Ankita couldn’t help but reflect on the night. It had been a journey of fear and resistance. Ultimately, acceptance. Rajesh’s dominance had been undeniable. But it had also been tempered with a surprising amount of care and attention.

She had found herself responding in ways she hadn’t anticipated, discovering a side of herself that she hadn’t known existed. The experience had been intense and transformative, leaving her with a mixture of emotions that she would need time to process.

But for now, as she lay there beside Rajesh, she felt a strange sense of peace. The night had been long and challenging. But it had also been a journey of discovery and unexpected connection.

As sleep began to calm her, Ankita couldn’t help but wonder what the future would hold. The night had changed things between them, creating a bond that was both complex and undeniable. Whatever happened next, she knew that she would never forget that night and the journey it had taken her on.

To be continued.

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Hello friends, in the last part, you will read how I fucked my mother harder and got to know her dark secrets that how can a sanskari maa be such a whore. At that time, me and mom were lying in bed and talking.

Me: Mom, I am very lucky to have a mom like you who understands the son’s feelings.

Mom: Hmm, I also enjoyed sex with my son very much. You really have a nice big black cock. It was my first time with such a young guy. It was a memorable experience, and I will do whatever you want, Vishu.

Me: Thank you, mom.

And then I brought out Kanchan didi’s topic and smiled.

Mom: You bastard! You are already fucking me. Why do you want your sister?

Me: Yes, but you just said that na. Mom, please be on your word.

Mom: Yes, that’s my problem. While fucking, I say anything. Anyway, if I had made a promise, I will try.

Me: Thank you, mom. Now I came to know while fucking mom, I can get all my wishes fulfilled.

Then I started to press my mother’s boobs and kiss her neck and lips.

Mom: You are not satisfied yet, Vishu?

Me: Are you satisfied yet, mom?

Mom: Bastard! You know everything about women now.

Slowly, I got a boner again. Then I started to suck her boobs very hard and rub her pussy with my middle finger.

Mom: Ufff.. ahhhh Vishu.. please listen, son. These things should never open up in front of anyone. Ok, baby? Uffff.. slowly, son.

While sucking her boobs, I looked up and said:

Me: Yes mom, from today, I am your slave. Whatever and whenever you will say, only that will happen from now.

She again pressed my face into her boobs and now she was aroused. I could feel the heat inside her pussy while rubbing. I slowly brought my finger near her mouth and made her suck it. I put her saliva on my finger and started rubbing her pussy with two fingers and increased my speed.

Mom: Ufff.. ahhhh.. yeah Vishu.. yes baby..that way. Yeah, please rub it out, Vishu.

Mom got too excited again and her moaning voice was roaming in the whole room.

Mom: Yes son, drink your mom’s full creamed milk. Suck my nipples. Bite them beta.. yeah.. Suck them out all. Please rub my pussy beta, yeah..

I was doing the same as per her wishes. She was hyped and got heated and excited too much like in last sex and it was the time I thought of asking about her dank sex stories with other partners.

Me: Mom, are you enjoying it?

Mom: Yes beta, I never experienced such a young guy. You fulfilled my wish and I bet young guys have too much sex hunger, power, and stamina in sex.

Me: Yes, mom. Mom, please tell me who was that other guy you had sex with?

Mom: Hmmm, son ahhhh.. it was Ashok uncle your dad’s friend.. ahhhh..

Ashok Uncle! I got mad listening to his name and a current flowed into my whole body. Automatically, I got some more sex thirst inside me and I increased my speed even more.

Me: I can’t believe this, mom! Ashok uncle?! Since how long you have been together?

Mom: Ahhhh.. Long time beta. Almost 1 year now. Ahhhhh..

She put her right boob in my mouth again and started shouting.

Mom: Suck my nipples, Vishu, suck them.

Me: You have a lot of fun with Ashok uncle then?

Mom: Yes beta, he has enough stamina to satisfy my pussy heat and lust. Don’t worry beta, I will give all my body to you. Do whatever you want. I should admire that you are very good at sex. You have the same heat as mine. After all, you are my son Vishu.. uffff.. aaaaaa..

Me: Promise na mom, don’t make false promises.

Mom: Yes beta, sure, I will fulfill all your sexual desires. We can openly talk about each other’s sexual dreams.

Her pussy started squirting again. Water released from her pussy over my hand and bed.

Me: Mom, so my first wish is..

As soon as I was telling her my first wish, she got up and put her leg behind my shoulder. My fingers opened her pussy lips and said –

Mom: What’s more beautiful than this in the world, beta?

Me: Nothing mom, this is the only heaven.

Mom: Yes beta, so my first wish – you have to fuck my pussy with your mouth and tongue.

I said: Yes, mom.

She replied: You just lay down. I will rub the whole pussy on your face from down to up and you suck it whole beta.

She was talking like a whore. Her desires were the same as a paid slut. Then she started to rub her pussy all over my face.

Now the voice of “Charrr-Charrrr” from pussy was coming and getting mixed with her moaning voice of, “Ufff.. ahhhh son..” Any porn film will get shy because such an atmosphere was created in our house.

She slowly increased her speed of rubbing her pussy now. The sound of pussy got increased as she broke her 2nd water from pussy. This time, I tasted her water and felt it was very hot. She got her whole body shagging the voice now became “charrr charrr” and “pachhh pachhh” due to her water.

She now again opened her pussy lips and asked me to take out tongue and put in her hole up-down. I started the same and she was rubbing very fast as hell. Then I put my middle finger in her asshole. As soon as I started moving my finger to her asshole, she broke her water for the 3rd time and now she got mad.

Her speed was increased as hell. Now she was out of control. She was pressing her boobs and closing her eyes holding my head with her hands, moaning and squirting. She was rubbing her pussy in all directions up-down, round, and even got up and sat on my face like riding a dick.

Mom: Uffff.. aaaaa.. Vishu.. fuck me with your tongue ahhhhh son.. aaahh.. uffffff yeah.. Finish my pussy Itching today son.. aaaaa aaa.. yeah..

She was now on the line to cum. Her speed was increasing every minute. I was sweating now and unable to breathe. She was riding my face like a horse.

Mom: Do the same son, please don’t stop. I am going to cum hell out of my pussy now..yeah.. yeaahhhh yeahhhh… uffff son.. yeahhhhh..

After 20 seconds, she finally cummed all over my face. This time, her cum was very hot and juicy. She brought my face a little bit away from her pussy. Her half cum was over my face and face over her pussy and thigh. She smiled naughtily and her smile expression told me to drink and clean it. Then I closed my eyes and drink all her cum and cleaned her pussy with my tongue.

Mom: Beta, you had brought hell out of pussy today. Not even Ashok uncle or any other has done these ever. You are the first one son. Thank you so much, my love.

Now I got to know my mother’s sexual desires and her wildness in bed and I started to plan the future program accordingly.

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To be continued.

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Chapter 1: Pehli class
Mera ek private college mein naya admission hua tha. Is college ke rules bohut strict the. Aaj meri pehli geography class thi. Main bohut dara hua tha kyunki maine suna tha ki Madam bohut strict hai.

Jaise hi Madam class mein enter hui, sab students bohut shaant ho gaye. Room mein dar ka mahaul saaf tha. Geography madam bohut hi sundar thi. Unhone bohut hi sundar peele saari peheni hui thi. Unki jooti bohut mehengi lag rahi thi.

Unke muh mein shayad chewing gum thi. Bilkul ek pari ki tarah dikh rahi thi.
Unhone apna purse teacher table par rakha aur boli, “Jisne bhi aaj apna homework nahi kiya hai woh zameen par murga ban jaaye.”

Do ladke Madam ke saamne murga ban gaye. Madam ne ek ke sar par apna pair rakha aur boli, “Tu aa mere saath.” Madam sabse aage wale bench ke saamne aayin aur bench ke upar jahan kitaab rakhte hai wahan baith gayi.

Madam ne apna left pair seat par rakha aur right pair apne murge par, jo zameen par tha. Doosre murge ka naam lekar kaha, “Murge ki tarah chal kar meri jooti ke paas aa.”

Uske paas aate hi madam ne apne right pair se uske tatton mein laat maar di. Woh dard se tadap kar gir gaya. Madam zor se hasne lagi aur boli, “Ab tu kabhi homework nahi bhulega, chal jooti utaar meri, jaldi.” Dard se chehra laal hone ke baad bhi woh utha aur madam ki jooti utari.

Madam ne apna pair wapas se doosre murge ke upar rakh liya, aur kaha, “Pair daba mere jooti neeche rakh kar.” Madam ne iske baad naya chapter padhana shuru kar diya. Sab log shaanti se aise padhne lag gaye jaise kisi ko madam ke pairon mein do ladke dikh hi nahe.

Aisa lag raha tha jaise yeh sab yahan roz ki baat hai. Thodi der padhane ke baad madam ruki aur apne murge se kaha, “Bas ek hi pair dabayega?” Apna right pair uske sar par rakh diya.

Left pair se doosre murge ko laat marr kar gira diya aur kaha, “Ab tu daba pair, aur isse murga banne de.” Fir dono ne apni positions change kar li. Madam ki position ek raani ki tarah lag rahi thi.

Main madam ke bench ke pass wali seat mein tha, aur yeh sab dekh kar thoda dar gaya tha. Par meri lund tan gayi thi. Jaise hi madam ki nazar mujh par padi, mera chehra laal ho gaya aur maine apna sar jhuka liya.

Madam ne meri taraf chalk pheka jo meri lund par gira. Woh mujhe dekh kar muskura kar boli, “Naya hai tu college mein?” Main khada hua aur bola,”Ji madam ji.”

Madam ne apne paun ki taraf ishaara karke kaha, “Idhar aa kar baith.” Madam ne jo ladka unke pair daba raha tha, uski lund mein ek laat jama di. Fir apni chewing gum uspar thook kar boli, “Sudhar jao tum dono, niklo yahan se ab.”

Main jaakar madam ke paas zameen par baith gaya. Woh paas se aur bhi zyada khoobsoorat lag rahi thi. Madam ne jooti ki taraf ishara kiya, “Pehna chal.” Aur saari upar karke apne sundar paon mere face ke aage le aayi.

Unke paon se bohut hi achi kushboo aa rahi thi. Aisa lag raha tha jaise unke socks nahi phool hon. Maine bohut gently unki jootiyan unke paon mein daali. Madam mujhe dekh kar muskura rahi thi.

Jooti pehnne ke baad madam khadi hui, aur class se chali gayi.Main poora din madam ke khayalon mein khoya raha.

Chapter 2: Lab
Kuch din beet gaye par class mein kisi ko punishment nahi mili. Class mein sab apna homework karke aate the. Main har class mein bas Madam ki socks ki khushboo ke baare mein sochta rehta. Kabhi kabhi Madam bhi mujhe unke paun ki taraf dekhte hue dekh leti aur muskura deti.

Ek din jab humara games period tha. Geography teacher ne kisi student ko bhej kar mujhe lab mein bulaya. Main thoda dar gaya tha. Main lab pahuncha aur dekha Madam apni chair par baithi thi.

Unhone bohut hi sundar neeli saari pehel rakhi thi. Unki chair kafi unchi thi. Unke saath History teacher bhi thi jo doosri kursi par baithi thin. Dono teachers paper check kar rahi thi.

Mujhe dekh kar Madam ne zameen par ishara kiya aur boli, “Baith idhar aakar, darwaja band karke aana.” Maine lab ke bahar apne joote utare kyunki lab mein allowed nahi the. Madam ke charno ke paas aakar baith gaya.

Madam ne apna pair mere muh ke aage kiya. Main samajh gaya ki jooti utaarni hai. Maine bohut gently Madam ki dono jootiyan utaari aur izzat se unhe side par rakh diya.

Madam ne apna right pair meri khadi hui lund par rakh liya aur left pair mere shoulder par. Main bina bole hi Madam ka pair jo shoulder par tha, dabane lag gaya. Woh history teacher se kuch baat kar rahi thi. History teacher ne meri taraf dekh kar poocha, “Naye ho yahan?”

Maine kaha,”Ji Madam Ji.”

Geography teacher, “Mera naya favourite, kaafi samajhdaar hai, aur apni aukaat bhi pata hai ise, mere pairon ke neeche.”

History teacher, “Lulli pairon ke neeche aate hi sabko aukat to pata chal hi jaati hai.” Dono teachers hasne lage. Geography teacher ne mere shoulder se pair hataya aur kone mein ishaara kerte hue kaha, “Woh stool lekar aa jaldi.”

Main bhaag kar stool le aaya aur madam ke aage rakh diya. Stool kaafi soft tha aur leather ka lag raha tha. Madam ne stool ke upar apna right pair rakha aur fir left pair uspar cross karke rakh liya.

History teacher ki awaj aayi, “Thoda mere pairon ke neeche bhi aaja. Main bhi toh dekhoon teri Geography madam ki nayi choice.”

Geography teacher ne dhere se meri lund par laat rakhi aur boli, “Chal jaa Madam ke paas, baizati mat karwayiyo meri. Yeh khadi rehni chahiye poore time humare saamne.”

Mein History teacher ke charno ke paas jakar baith gaya. Woh crossleg baithi hui thin. Jaise hi main unki sandal utaarne ke liye haath aage kiya, unhone apna pair peeche kar liya.

Woh boli, “Haath se impress nahi hoti main, apne muh se utar sandal meri.”

Maine ghabrakar Geography teacher ki taraf dekha. Woh hansi aur pyar se apne left pair se mera muh History teacher ki taraf kar diya. Maine apne muh se unke sandals ka lock khola. Fir dheere se unki sandal ki heel ko apne muh mein lekar neeche rakh diya.

History teacher, “Shabaash, ek aur cheeze. Teri lund bhi pant se bahar nikaal. Jab mere pair mein sandal nahi hai, to teri lund ke upar pant kyun?”

Yeh sunkar mere hosh ud gaye. Maine madam ke pair pakde aur bola, “Rehem kariye madam ji, koi dekh lega.”

Ye sunte ho dono teacher zor se hasne lagi, aur boli, “Tu naya hai na, pata chal jaayega dheere Dheere. Yahan hum sab kya kya dekhte hai roz. Chal ab drama band kar aur lund nikaal pant ke bahar. Naya hai isliye pant nahi utarwa rahi aaj.”

Maine hichakte hue apni zip kholi. Madam ne bina deri ke apna pair meri lund par rakh liya aur doosra pair cross karke mere muh ke aage le aayi. Maine fir se apne muh se unki soft leather sandals nikale.

History teacher Geography teacher se boli, “Anand aa gaya, iska auzaar itna garam aur sakt hai, man toh kar raha socks bhi utarwa lun. Thandi ke liye footwarmer.”

Geography teacher ne kaha, “Ek se kaam kahan chalega madam. Kam se kam do-teen hone chahiye pairon mein iske jaise.” Maine already madam ka pair jo cross tha, uski massage shuru kar di thi.

History teacher, “Sahi kaha. tumhari choice man li, kaafi achi massage hai iski. Saalon se jo iske seniors hai unkon fail kar de ye.”

Geography teacher jo mere peeche baithi thin. Unhone apna ek pair apne foot stool se utha kar aur mere sar par rakh liya, aur doosra pair uspar cross karke boli, “Seva ke mauke ka kabil wahi hota hai jo man laga kar kare. Tum kaho toh isko teacher meeting par le kar chalen?”

History teacher ne apna pair lund se hataya aur doosre pair se meri lund zip ke andar daalne lagi. Maine zaldi se apne haaton se andar daal liya. Fir unhone same pair meri zip ke andar daalkar apni heel mere tatton mein adjust ki.

Aur doosra pair cross karke mere muh ke paas le aayi. Unki socks se bhi flowers ki khusboo aa rahi thi isliye maine apna muh unke pair ke aur bhi paas kar liya.

History teacher ne Geography teacher to reply kiya, “Thoda jaldi hoga iske liye, pehle ache se train kar lete hai, agli meeting par sochenge, is baar bahar ki koi duty laga do iski.”

Geography teacher, “Theek hai, iski duty is baar meeting room ke bahar teachers ki chappal utaarne ki laga dete hai, kar lega na theek se?” Maine haan mein sar hilaya.

Teacher ne kaha, “Saare teacher humari tarah nahi hote, strict teachers ke saamne humari badnaami nahi honi chahiye.”

History teacher apni heel se tatte dabate hue boli, “Humne agar punish kiya toh teri lund histroy ban jaayegi tere liye.” Aur dono teacher zor se hasne lage.

Geography teacher ne kaha, “Ab dhyan se sun protocol. Humesha zameen par baithe rehna hai tujhe, khade nahi hona jab bhi koi madam aas paas ho. Kutte ki tarah char pair par chalna hai hamesha.”

“Jab bhi koi madam tere paas apni sandal utarwane aaye. Tu unka pair apni lund par rakhega, respect dikhane ke liye.”

“Teri lund pant ke andar rahegi jab tak unke pair mein sandal hai.”

“Itni gently utaarne hai sandal ki unhe dhyaan hi nahi rahe unke pairon mein koi hai.”

“Agar unke sandal gande hai toh unhe saaf karne wale rack par rakhna hai. Tujhe ye bhi yaad rakhna hai ki kaun se sandals kis madam ke hai. Memory kaam aayegi teri yahan.”

“Meeting ke end mein jab shoes pehnane ki baari aaye, toh teri lund pant ke bahar rahegi, kyunki is baar jab woh teri lund par pair rakhenge toh unke pair mein sandals nahi hongi.”

“Pehle ki tarah woh chair main baithenge, tu unka pair apni lund par rakhkar unhe gently sandal pehenayega.”

“Dress code hai ki pant pehna rahega, par zip khuli rahegi har waqt, aur rules ke hisaab se lund andar ya bahar.”

“Kisi bhi madam ke aage bina permission sar nahi utana hai. Poora focus unki sandals par. Samajh gaya?”

Maine kaha, “Ji Madam ji.”

Geography Madam ne mere sar se pair hataya aur kaha, “Chal ab demo de, pehna hame humari sandals.” History Madam ne bhi apna pair mere upar se hata kar foot stool par rakh liya aur kaha, “Ek aur baat, kisi bhi madam ke komal paon zameen par nahi padne chahiye.”

Main Geography Madam ki jootiyan uthane wala hi tha ki History teacher ki awaaj aayi, “Muh se pakad kar laa hum dono ki sandals. yeh bhi permanent rule tere liye ab se.” Maine fir unki jooti apne muh se utha kar unke saamne rakh di.

Mera face Geography Madam ki taaraf tha aur back history madam ki taraf. Maine madam ka left pair utaya aur jooti pehnane laga, itne mein history Madam ne peche se mere tatton mein laat jama di.

Main dard ke karan gir gaya. Geography teacher ne apna pair meri chaati par rakha aur kaha, “Rules mat bhool, jooti pehnaate time kya rules hai dhyan rakh, chal jaldi khada ho aur pehna meri jooti.”

Main fir apne ghutno mein baitha, apni lund pant se nikaali, aur madam ka left pair apni lund par rakh liya. Fir gently unke pair mein jooti pehnayi. Madam ne dono jooti pehen kar apna pair mere sar par rakh diya aur boli, “Shabaash, sekh gaya jaldi, chal ab History madam ko bhi dikha.”

History madam se laat khane ke baad mein thoda dara hua tha. Jaise hi maine unke sandal unke paas rakhe. Unhone khud hi pyaar se meri lund dabayi aur pair hillate hue boli, “Discipline ke liye maar aur ache kaam ke liye pyaar.”

Unhone sandals pehen kar dheere se meri lund sahelayi aur andar karne ko kaha. Geography Madam ne kaha, “Ho gaya ready apni duty ke liye, chal ab nikal yahan se. Auron ko bhi ready karna hai hume.”

Hello All! Rishika again. First of all, thanks so much to ISS and the readers. The numbers are unexpectedly high, and thanks for showing love.

Today, I want to write a story of a fellow ISS reader. She requested me to narrate it. Although 80% of this is what she shared, 20% is me, making it a bit spicier. So, enjoy!

In December 2023, I was finally heading back to my hometown, Kasaragod, from Pune. Flights were either fully booked or too expensive. So I opted for the bus, despite it being uncomfortable and time-consuming. It was a lot cheaper than flying.

To make the journey more bearable, I booked a double-sleeper seat just for myself, even though it was on the last row downstairs. My bus was scheduled for Friday, the 22nd. Dressed in leggings, a t-shirt, and clogs—my usual travel attire. I skipped the bra for this private journey, which added a bit of fun.

I’m 5’6, weigh 49 kg, and my measurements are 32b-28-34. I have fair skin. I was casually dating someone in Pune who travels a lot. So we’re not exclusive. I mention this to give some context. I got on a bus, which was unexpectedly full. After finding my seat at the back, I started listening to music.

Once the bus started moving, the interior lights were turned off, and I fell asleep without realizing it. I woke up after two hours for a very surprising reason.

Someone was sleeping next to me! I was near the windows. There was plenty of space left in the double-seater that I had booked. A stranger was sleeping without a worry! I freaked out. I immediately tried to wake this guy up. Once I called him out, he slowly woke up.

I was more freaked out at how calm he was! I asked him, “Who the fuck are you?” He replied, “Calm down, ma’am. I mean no harm.” I asked, “WTF is this? Who are you? What are you doing here?” He, realizing how freaked out I was, said, “I’m just a fellow passenger, ma’am. I mean no harm.”

I demanded, “Why are you in my seat? I’m calling the conductor,” almost screaming. As I started to exit my seat, he grabbed my hand and begged, “Please, let me explain.” Though scared, I decided to hear him out.

He said, “I’m heading to Mangalore. I work in Pune, but they gave us a holiday. All the buses were full, so I paid the conductor to take me to Mangalore. He told me to use an empty seat for now and move to the driver’s bench later.”

I nodded, and he continued, “I changed seats several times. When this seat was empty, I thought someone would join you later.”

I said, “I booked both these seats. Please go back.” He asked, “If you’re travelling alone, can I sleep in the corner?” I was ready to refuse, but he added, “The driver’s bench is just a small seat. It’s a long journey. I want to sleep without disturbing you. We can keep our bags in the middle.”

Reluctantly, I agreed, “Fine, keep the bag in the middle, sleep in the corner. If you do anything strange, I’ll call the conductor.” I planned to inform the conductor at the next stop. He thanked me and put his bag in the middle. He settled into the corner while I sat by the window, staying vigilant.

When you are waiting for the bus to stop for a restroom, it seems like it’s never coming. I closed my eyes and acted like I was asleep, thinking all sorts of things. What the hell am I doing? But all of that chain of thought was broken when my feet felt a presence.

The guy who initially slept in the corner now came a lot closer. He seemed asleep, and he was almost hugging the kitbag that was between us. While the bus moved, his legs touched mine. I jolted awake, moved my leg, and didn’t give much thought to it.

A short time passed, and the bus moved a few times. We might’ve gone through some rough roads. It jerked a few times as I was sliding closer to the windows. Right then, I felt my ankles being touched again by his legs. There was almost no room left for me to move.

I looked at him. He looked sound asleep. I noticed the kitbag that was kept in the middle slip up. It was almost at our heads, he was very close to me, and it was awkward, but I didn’t give much thought to it and just turned around and tried to close my eyes.

It didn’t take a lot of time for what was the next step. His feet started caressing my ankles. This was no mere touching because of the road. He was rubbing it intentionally. For some godforsaken reason, I felt no reason to stop it. I had no idea what was going on.

Here I was, in this moving bus, and a real stranger who was not supposed to be here at all was rubbing his legs around my ankles. Somehow, I didn’t feel like stopping him. I just stayed turned against his direction. He was slow but persistent and kept touching my ankles.

After about two or three minutes, he moved a bit closer to me. The bag that was kept in the middle was nowhere to be seen, lol. I could now literally feel his breath touching my neck. He slowly started moving his hip and put it against mine, and then I felt it.

I could feel his tool, hard, touching my asscheeks. He was sure that since I hadn’t stopped him until now. Every second just boosted his confidence. He was going for it. He pressed his crotch against my ass tightly, moved his hand over. I started sliding slowly on my thighs.

He took it up till my bare stomach touched it. I felt a chilling cold through my body. I thought it was time to break this awkward-yet-horny silence. I spoke first, “What are you doing?” He didn’t reply, but instead, his hand froze mid-movement as if waiting for my reaction.

I turned slightly, catching a glimpse of his eyes in the dim light. They looked nervous yet determined. His breath was shallow, and he whispered, “I couldn’t help myself. You’re just so beautiful.” I smiled. Part of me wanted to scream and push him away.

But another part was curious, intrigued by this unexpected turn of events. I decided to test the waters. “You know this isn’t right,” I said, my voice trembling. “We don’t even know each other.” He nodded, still keeping his hand on my stomach, “I know, and I’m sorry. If you want me to stop, I will.” I didn’t say stop.

He waited for two minutes, then understood I was not ready to say anything. He got away from me. I was curious and was he finally realizing he was doing a little too much? Then I realized he just went to tuck in the curtains on our seat, neatly closing so nothing was visible from outside.

As he came back, he directly put his hand back on my stomach. He slowly started taking his hands upwards. I had skipped bra, thinking this trip was going to be alone. So, his hands did not exactly find any resistance to my clothing. He moved his hands up and up, halted at my chest.

His fingers swirled around my nipples. They were already hard. He took a breath, and in one swift motion, he squeezed my boob hard, I gasped. He came near my nears and started whispering when I said you didn’t wear any bra. I thought right then and there.

Maybe you’re not as angry as you seem to be. I smirked. He knew he was getting the best efforts of what wild moments. He had wished it all along. He gave me another tight squeeze. I loved it. I closed my eyes and started to enjoy this. He has real confidence now.

He pulled me and made me sleep straight. He moved on top of me. He quickly lifted my top to my shoulders. He glanced at my naked breasts and was aroused. He moved left. He took my left boob with his hands and pointed my nipples out. Within a second, his mouth was on it, sucking it.

Simultaneously, he grabbed my right with his hand. It was getting honked like a pillow. I was livid. This was crazy, but I realized I was too horny to think about consequences and afterthoughts. I just enjoyed the moment. The moment of this stranger just motorboating on my boobs.

Left and right, he was switching where his mouth could suck and did not leave my other boobs empty. He was squeezing the hell out of the other one. He felt my t-shirt getting in too much for this activity, haha, so he took it off. Now completely topless, I just gave up on my tits.

For about the next ten-fifteen minutes, they were squeezed, sucked, and relentlessly played by him. I don’t know what would have happened otherwise, but this groping and sucking came to a halt. The moment when we realized the bus was slowing down.

I slightly opened the window curtains, we were stopping at the rest stop. We might not have missed it after all, but this gave me a little sense of realization. I was lost in enjoyment, but now it was a bit realistic. He was, too, so first, he got down from the top of me.

The lights turned on. He was a little shy but didn’t say anything. I just took my shirt and just laid it in front of me. He fixed his clothes a little bit, too and said, “Well, let me get down,” I nodded. He went out and closed the curtains behind him. I started contemplating what I was doing.

It was ten full minutes of thinking and grasping what had just happened. When the bus started again, I was still not sure if he was going to come back to our seat. If he was going to sit back in the driver’s cabin. But in a minute, he came back. He did not say anything. He just got in and closed the curtains.

We both were shy and not sure what to say or do. The bus started moving again. It was awkward. But once it hit the road again, I opened my mouth first. I was about to say, “What happened was crazy. Let’s sleep now and not do any funny business,” I just said, “Listen..” but the lights got turned off.

I did not expect anything. I was shocked when he suddenly pulled my shirt off he threw it at the bottom of the seat. He moved and kissed me immediately, and I kissed him back. All of a sudden, I was so horny again, and he understood that. He pulled my leg and made me sleep.

He did not intend to waste much time again, so he went down and he started pulling my leggings with him. He took it off completely and took off his shirt and his pants. Then leaned on the bottom half of me, and he softly kissed my stomach.

Again, it gave a jolt of excitement throughout my body. He moved his head a little down and kissed me over my panties. I was taking heavy breaths. He took his hands and slipped them inside my panties. Without searching much, he got to my clit, and slowly started rubbing it.

I closed my eyes and really was trying not to make a sound. But unfortunately, within a few moments, as his rubbing became a little aggressive, a moan came out of my mouth unintentionally. We both became immediately aware and more like, “Damn.” But that did not seem to deter his intentions,

He slipped off my panties completely. He took them off through my legs, and that is when I realized what he was trying to do. He took my panties and suddenly stuffed them in my mouth. I almost gagged for a second.

He came up to me and whispered, “I think this will reduce the sound you’re going to make,” with a crooked smile. He went down again, not so slowly this time, spread my legs wide and went directly into my pussy, started licking in one swift motion.

I was so livid and did not know what was happening for a second. All I knew was this moment. I’m feeling heavenly right now. The moving bus is jerking the seat quite a bit. But I’m in a seat covered by screens and getting eaten by this stranger. I closed my eyes and moaned a little anyway.

It didn’t seem like the sound was leaking a lot, and I started almost pulling hairs off his head. I still pushed his head down. I appreciated this guy who was slobbering all over my pussy like a hungry dog. As he licked for maybe 10 minutes, he got up. I was wet down like crazy.

I was no longer sure what made me wetter, me or his saliva. But either way, once he got up, he laid down on his side of the bed. Instantly, I knew what he was looking for. I took off my panties from my mouth, which was also apparently getting wet.

I went down on my knees to the foot of the bed. Once I took off his underwear, his hard dick came out like a spring. He had a decent size dick, about 7’ and average thickness. The moment I held his dick, I could feel how enjoyable it was going to be.

I bent down and started licking the tip. I could see by mild light which was coming inside from the window his face was lit. I smiled and started licking his dick completely. I wanted to get it wet before I took it in. I had to swirl my head around as if I was licking an ice cream cone, maybe an Oreo flavour, haha.

After it was completely wet, I really started taking his dick in slowly, but it was for sure filling my mouth. Suddenly, I felt his hand on top of my head. He was signalling me to take it in as deep as I could. I obliged and let his hands push my head, so by the time he didn’t resist.

I was definitely gagging. I could probably feel his dick all the way down my throat a little. Sometimes, you realize seven inches is way too much, depending upon circumstances. He liked that I was taking it in. He held my head over there for a few moments. Only when I coughed did he release it.

I took my mouth out, took a breath, and went at it again. I didn’t let him choke me this time but went back and forth. His eyes were half-closed. He was enjoying that I was eating his dick. Back and forth it went on as I sucked his dick for nearly five minutes.

I think he would have liked a more comfortable setting. Still, both of us were horny enough at the moment to not think about it but enjoy what was given. He didn’t say anything. But after about 5 minutes, I completely took my mouth off. His dick now was so wet and filled with my saliva.

I took a moment and sat down. He got up now, came up to me and kissed me. He was like, “It seems like your mouth has seen a lot of dick,” I laughed. He squeezed my tits hard again while kissing and pushed me again on the bed. We both knew there was nothing else holding us back.

We both were wet enough one way or the other. Now, we were ready. He searched for the panties that were lost for a second, found them and pushed them back into my mouth. He took his side of the pillow and slipped it under me. He spread my legs wide open again.

I was waiting in the missionary. He came on top of me and slowly put his dick in my pussy. I moaned hard, but it didn’t seem like the sound even came out with the noise of the bus. My panties block my mouth. He felt like there was nothing at all holding him back.

His dick just slid inside my pussy like butter, with all that saliva acting as a lubricant. He took it out and pushed it inside me again, took it out, and again. His speed was increasing, and my eyes were half-closed. I took something to hold—I think it was the bag, whatever.

But I held on to it so tightly because the moments of orgasm were out of control. As he was fucking my pussy, my tits were bouncing. It felt like, for a moment I wasn’t even in the bus or the uncomfortable setting. I forgot the fact that I don’t even know this guy.

All I knew was he was inside me, again and again. He knew what he was doing, and I was enjoying my heart out. He fucked me in missionary for a while. But I think he got tired for a second because the roof was not making it easier for him. He took it out and gave me a little rest.

I thought he was actually done. But it only became false when he signalled me to turn around. I obliged. He helped me turn around. The pillow was still under me, my ass. I folded my legs and lifted my asscheeks, directing at him. He loved that I was giving my ass like that to him.

He squeezed my ass a bunch of times and spanked it. But even he figured the sound of that was inescapable. So he didn’t spank me again but took his position behind me. Before I even knew it, his dick penetrated my pussy again. This time from the back, and he slipped all his dick inside me again.

He did that and just held it. I think he wanted to keep every inch of his dick inside me. I moaned hard, and as he became aware. He pulled my hair and literally made me lean back when his cock was inside me like that. He leaned in and started squeezing my boobs from behind.

He was aggressive, and it felt so good. He whispered in my ears, “You like it, isn’t it?” I didn’t even react. All I could do was blink. I couldn’t nod because he was pulling my hair. My panties were in my mouth, but he knew. He knew that I liked it anyway.

So he released my hair, took my hands, both hands and held it from behind. I wasn’t new to this position. It almost felt like I was doing yoga, but strange to experience that in a freaking bus. But either way, he took his dick out and jerked it in again. It was crazy.

I was totally in control of him, and he started fucking me again, but somehow it felt like he was faster than before, and he was aggressive. He released my hands and spread my asscheeks, letting his dick slide more easily. But we both became completely aware when his crotch hit my asscheeks.

The slapping sound was unavoidable. I think at this point, even he gave up on controlling the sound. He just went with it, fucked me straight like that. He took my waist and motioned back and forth. Every time with his dick already at rigorous speed, it felt aggressive but so good.

His rhythm was heavy. His thrusts were not as gentle as before, and I think this was the real him. He was holding back before my body was trembling. By the next ten or fifteen minutes, I was filled from behind with every inch of his cock. While he was slowing down, he leaned over again.

He said, “Where should I cum?” I think he forgot I couldn’t speak, so he asked again, “Can I cum inside?” I nodded my head sideways as no. He said okay, and he took his cock out, released me, and turned me around. I was anticipating for him to come up.

Maybe he was going to cum all over my chest or perhaps my face. But within seconds, he pulled my legs, pushed his cock again in my pussy, missionary. I was sensing together what was happening. I felt his cum filling in. He came inside my pussy, completely.

He held his dick inside, knowing it was going to fill me. Once he took it out, I was pretty sure it was dripping out! I was so shocked. He sat back next to me. Finally, I took off the panties from my mouth. I was a little angry, and he knew that. He kissed me, and he told me slowly.

Look, I came in once already. That means I can come inside you for the rest of the journey, too. I was a little shocked but kinda curious. I asked him, “Are we gonna do more?”

He smirked and said, “We still have at least 4-5 hours left till we reach our destinations, right?” As he said, he grabbed my tits. He slowly started fondling them. I just laughed at the whole situation.

He said, “Now I want you to ride me for a while too.” I laughed and said, let me catch my breath for a second, he laughed as well. We spent that night two more times fucking. By the time we both were actually done with it and tried to sleep, the sun was up.

The bus stopped, and he peeked out. He found someone was getting down at their stop. He turned back to me. He said, “It looks like there’s an actual empty seat now.” It was a sign of goodbye to this wild journey. All we did was exchange our numbers.

He got up with his bag and went out. I didn’t bother to see which seat he was going to. There was no need to. I don’t know if anyone else on the bus heard us or knew about what we did. But I got down at my place. The bus finally went away quickly.

My hair was a mess. My panties were still wet. Since I did not wear them with my luggage, I started heading back to my home. I somehow was smirking alone at this vivid night I just had. Something that I cannot ever share with my friends or others. They probably won’t believe it.

I felt happy, shy and satisfied all at once. The End.

Thank you all for reading this. This concludes this story. Please let me know if you like it, and provide feedback at [email protected]. Again, this was her story through my pen. If you’re reading this, my friend, here’s your story! And Cheers, everyone, stay safe!

Ab aage:-

Zyada der Aditya bhi tik nahi paaya aur jaldi hi gaand mein apna sperm chhodh diya. Usne jaise hi lund baahar kiya, uspe khoon ke sath Nisha ki tatti bhi lagi thi.

Aditya ne waha bed pe rakhi Nisha ki panty se apna lund saaf kiya. Usne dekha ki Nisha ki gaand laal ho gayi thi, aur wo apna pair tak nahi hila paa rahi thi.

Aditya jaise hi bed pe letne ko hua, uski nazar darwaze pe gayi, jaha main yani Neha khadi thi. Ye dono chudai mein itne pagal the ki main kab se khadi thi ye dekha hi nahi.

Main andar jaa kar Nisha se nangi ho kar chipak jati hu, aur poochti hu: Kaisa laga Aditya ka lund?

Nisha sirf muskura kar bolti hai: Ye sapna to har ek aurat dekhti hai jab wo chudai se thak ke bed pe gir jaye, aur uske dono chhed mein dard ho. Main apne hatho se Nisha ke boobs ko sehlati hu, aur uske dudh ko choosne lagti hu.

Nisha ek-dum se boli: Ye aap kya kar rahi ho?

Maine Nisha se kaha: Mujhe tumhari body ki smell bahut pasand hai.

Aur jab main tumhari panty dhoti hu, to usme jo kamuk smell aati hai, aur panty mein tumhari chut ka paani laga rehta hai, wo main apni naak ke paas laa kar nasha karti hu.

Nisha ko ye bol kar main uske jism ko chaatne lagi, aur idhar Aditya peeche se meri chut mein muh laga kar choosne laga. Maine bhi ab Nisha ke sath maza lena shuru kar diya, aur fir main Nisha ki chut ki taraf aa gayi. Main fir Nisha ki chut mein muh laga kar choosne lagi.

2 ungliyan chut mein daal di, jo aasani se andar-baahar ho rahi thi. Chut Aditya ki chudai se khul gayi thi, aur uski faank bahut badi ho gayi thi. Aditya ne do din mein hi Nisha ki chipki hui chut ko khol diya tha, aur main chut mein ungli aur muh dono se maza lene lagi.

Nisha ki chut ka paani namkeen tha jo bahut acha lag raha tha mujhe peene mein. Nisha ki chut se susu ki gandh aa rahi thi, jo chut chusayi ka maza doguna kar rahi thi. Fir main uski chut mein muh ghusa ke uska paani choosti rahi. Idhar kisi kutte ki tarah Aditya meri chut aur gaand dono chaat raha tha.

Aditya ne hum dono ko bed pe doggy position mein kiya, aur wo peeche se aa kar kabhi meri chut chaat leta, aur kabhi Nisha ki.

Fir wo hum dono ko baari-baari peeche se chodne laga, aur kehne laga: Neha tum bahut hot ho. Par Nisha se zyada nahi. Nisha ko main jitna chodta hu mera lund aur bhi zyada khada hota hai. Sach kahu to Nisha chudne ke liye hi bani hai.

Aditya hum dono ko buri tarah se chod-chod ke thaka deta hai. Main thak ke bed pe gir jati hu, par wo Nisha ke sath laga rehta hai. Nisha ne bathroom jaane ke liye kaha, to Aditya usko utha ke godi mein le gaya, aur tatti mein khud pehle baitha, aur fir Nisha ko apne godi mein bitha kar tatti karne bola.

Nisha ke liye ye sab naya tha. Fir bhi wo tatti karne lagi, aur Aditya Nisha ki gaand ki faank mein ungli daal ke tatti karwa raha tha. Aditya apne hath se Nisha ki gaand mein lagi tatti ko saaf kiya, aur aur fir waha paani ke shower ke neeche dono khade ho kar kiss karne lage.

Nisha ne Aditya se kaha: Aapne apne hath se meri tatti saaf kar di meri. Aapko ganda nahi laga kya?

Aditya ne kaha: Nisha tum jaisi maal ki to main gaand chaat ke tatti saaf kar du. Hath kon si badi baat hai.

Fir Aditya ne shower ke neeche Nisha ko apne godi mein liya, aur lund firse chut mein daal diya aur chodne laga. Nisha aah aah karke chudne lagi. Nisha ke boobs Aditya se ragad rahe the, aur Nisha Aditya ke is tarah se sex ke deewani ban chuki thi.

Dono ne shower ke neeche khoob chudai ki. Nisha ke dono pair utha ke lund daal deta. Ab Nisha ki chut aur gaand Aditya ke lund ke size ki ho chuki thi. Fir Aditya, Neha, aur Nisha apne-apne kapde theek karke hall mein aa kar baith gaye. Nisha se to chala bhi nahi jaa raha tha. Aditya ab dono ko khoob ragad ke chod chuka tha, aur Nisha ko to kuch zyada hi.

Aditya ab bolta hai: Delhi aao aur waha se kahi ghoomne jaane ke plan karta hai.

Aur Aditya ne Nisha se kaha ki wo sach mein modling karne laayak hai. Ek baar fir Nisha ne Aditya ki pant khol ke lund baahar kar liya, aur muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Ye dekh main yani Neha bhi lund ke paas aa kar jeebh se lund chaatne lagi.

Ab main aur meri devrani Nisha dono ek sath apni jeebh Aditya ke lund par fer rahi thi. Lund ko maine muh mein le liya, aur Nisha ne lund ke goti ko muh mein. Hum dono Aditya ko ek baar fir sex ke liye taiyaar kar rahe the.

Is baar maine apni panty kholi, aur jhuk ke Aditya ke saamne doggy position mein aa gayi. Nisha ne apne hatho se Aditya ka lund meri chut mein lagaya aur ek hi jhatke se Aditya ne poora lund chut mein daal diya, aur berahami se chut chodne laga.

Mere muh se aah ki siskari nikal rahi thi. Aditya aur Nisha ek-doosre ko lip kiss kar rahe the. Usne ab aur zor se chut chodni suru ki, aur main dheeli pad ke ek baar jhad gayi.

Aditya ne fir position badli, aur mujhe godi mein lekar chodne laga. Sath hi wo mujhe lip kiss bhi karne laga. Main ek aur baar jhad gayi, aur chut ka paani neeche tapakne laga.

Aditya firse mujhe sofe mein lita kar mere dono pair hawa mein karke chodne laga. Uske aage main koi khilone ke jaisi thi. Wo jaise bhi mujhe chod raha tha.

Aditya ek dumdaar mard tha, jo 2 din se hum dono devrani-jethani ko chod raha tha. Aditya ne aur Nisha ne fir ek sath shower liya aur bathroom mein bhi chudai ki.

Fir Aditya Delhi chala gaya. Hum dono devrani aur jethani ab firse Aditya se chudne ka plan kar rahi hai. Ab ye story yaha hi khatam hoti hai.

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So, for new readers, I am from Kathmandu, Nepal and I am, in my sense, a good-looking fellow. So, if any single ladies or married people just want to enjoy themselves, you can also contact me. Let us start the story.

In the quaint town of Willow Creek, where familial bonds intertwined, a tale of forbidden desire unfolded between a brother and sister. As children, they shared an innocence that knew no bounds. But as they blossomed into womanhood and youth, their relationship took a sinister turn.

In the twilight of their early adult years, a realization dawned upon them: the taboo nature of their secret encounters. Abruptly, they severed their physical connection, choosing to bury their forbidden desires deep within the recesses of their hearts.

Years turned into decades, and life carried on as if the past had been erased. Each sibling pursued their path, establishing lives of their own. However, fate had a twisted way of bringing them together once more.

During a family gathering, old memories resurfaced. As they stood in the crowded shop, a wave of longing washed over the brother. The spark that had once ignited their forbidden passion had never truly died. “Sister,” he whispered. His voice was barely a murmur, “How have you been finding your pleasure these days?”

A startled silence fell over the room. His sister’s eyes flickered with a mixture of shock and shame. “Oh, I don’t have much time for that”, she uttered. Her voice was barely a whisper, still trying to divert the awkwardness between them that had arisen from this familiar question. She was trying to avoid the taboo nature of the questions that mustn’t be spoken between a brother and sister.

Undeterred, he pressed on. “You know I have ordered a toy for boys. Would you help me with it?”, trying to determine the state of his sister. This series of questions was too taboo between a brother and sister and yet still they have shared secrets that have been defined as taboo by the society long before.

With trembling hands, she reached for the object he presented to her. As she beheld its phallic shape, a wave of surprise and arousal surged through her. “It’s…it’s so big”, she whispered, her voice barely audible, her shyness couldn’t be felt through her voice and the blush on her face was also indicating what she was thinking at that moment. But the plastic wasn’t the same as the real one. Then his sister asked him (still her voice was barely audible), “This is just plastic, it wouldn’t be like the real one, would it?”, still determining where this was leading.

Brother: Well, if you want you can see the real deal as well.

Sister: Just to compare the difference between the two, okay? (still trying to hide her true intentions)

They have always tried to forget the past. They might not have known what they were doing or if was it good or bad at that moment. Still young bound by their innocence, they were just doing something that their body desired even after they knew what they did was wrong or taboo. It didn’t stop the desires, the feeling of pleasure when they were intertwined in each other. Yet now, the taboo nature of the deed was fueling their carnal desires to have each other and justifying their action with the fact that it wasn’t something they hadn’t done before.

A surge of primal desire coursed through the brother’s veins. He unbuttoned his pants, revealing his hardened member. His sister gasped, her eyes wide with anticipation. Slowly, she lowered herself onto the toy along with the real one. When her mouth met his brother’s manhood and the plastic met her pussy, her soft moans filled the air. She was already wet with the thoughts of the past, so lubrication was not an issue.

He kept dressing his sister as he explored her body. It wasn’t a new thing, but still, it felt so far away in the past. The softness of her skin and the pinkness of her innocence lay full in display in all of their glory, watering his mouth. The brother’s senses heightened and he changed his position so that he was the one engulfed by his sister’s warmth. The one that had claimed so many of his unborn children, and began to thrust rhythmically.

The once-forbidden connection reignited with an intensity that defied logic. That plastic toy lay on the floor as its purpose of tearing the boundaries that had been created was fulfilled. For hours, the siblings lost themselves in each other’s embrace. The room was echoing with the sound of their pleasures, the repressed desire that had finally broken their cage and came oozing out. The walls of their inhibition crumbled, replaced by an all-consuming passion.

As the climax approached, the brother could feel his sister’s body trembling beneath him. Her hands wandered around his body trying to contain the explosion caused by their forbidden intimacy, pulling him closer, and trying to feel every inch of him. Her eyes rolled back as she failed to contain the pleasures that her brother had gifted her.

With a final surge of ecstasy, they collapsed onto the floor. Their bodies were slick with sweat and desire, covered in each other’s fluids. A deep sense of contentment washed over them intermingled with a bittersweet realization of the consequences that lay ahead.

As they parted ways, a mutual decision was made. Their illicit affair had reached its end. They had broken the most fundamental of social taboos, and the guilt and shame would forever linger in their hearts.

From that day forward, they maintained a respectful distance from each other. The forbidden flame that had once burnt between them had been extinguished, leaving behind only a poignant reminder of the destructive power of unbridled desire.

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The next morning was completely unexpected. As I slowly woke up, the events of the previous night replayed in my mind. I dreaded facing Ankita, fearing the anger, hurt, and betrayal she must be feeling. But when I entered the living room, I was taken aback by the scene that greeted me.

Ankita was sitting on the couch next to Rajesh, her expression serene and surprisingly content. She was laughing at something he had said, her eyes sparkling with an entirely unexpected ease. For a moment, I wondered if I was still dreaming.

She looked happy and satisfied with Rajesh’s presence and it was quite unexpected for me. As I realized more, I felt good to see her cooperating. But I still could not express myself. I was acting like I did not like all this.

She glanced up and saw me, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Good morning, Dev,” she said sweetly, but there was an edge to her tone that made my stomach knot.

Rajesh smirked. His arm draped casually over the back of the couch. “Morning, Dev,” he echoed, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction.

I stood there, feeling like an intruder in my own home. “Morning,” I mumbled, unable to meet their eyes.

Ankita’s demeanour shifted, and she looked at me with a mix of amusement and something darker. “You know, Dev,” she began, her tone teasing, “last night was… enlightening.”

I swallowed hard, unsure of how to respond. “I’m… I’m glad you’re okay,” I managed to say, feeling the weight of the previous night’s decisions crushing me.

Ankita’s smile widened, but it was not the kind, sisterly smile I was used to. It was almost predatory. “More than okay,” she said softly, her eyes glinting. “In fact, I think I’ve discovered a lot about myself and what I want.”

She stood up and walked towards me, her movements slow and deliberate. I took an involuntary step back, feeling a strange mixture of fear and anticipation. She stopped in front of me, her eyes locked onto mine.

“Do you know what else I realized, Dev?” she asked, her voice low and intimate. “I realized that you… you could never satisfy me the way Rajesh does.”

Her words were a punch to the gut. I felt my face flush with humiliation and anger. “Ankita, I—”

But she cut me off, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a pair of panties. With a swift, almost contemptuous flick of her wrist, she threw them at my face. I flinched, feeling the fabric hit my skin before it fell to the floor.

“Pathetic,” she murmured, turning her back on me and walking back to Rajesh. She sat down beside him, leaning in close, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered something that made him chuckle.

Rajesh glanced at me, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “You know, Dev, Ankita has really opened up to me. She knows what she wants now.”

My heart sank as I watched them. Ankita’s transformation was shocking. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had lost her in more ways than one.

Ankita stood up again, this time taking Rajesh’s hand and leading him to the couch. They sat down, and she straddled his lap, her movements confident and unashamed. Rajesh’s hands settled on her ass, his fingers digging into her skin as he pulled her closer.

“Ah, Dev, watch how Rajesh fucking me, Uff! Your huge black dick Rajesh, how much pleasure I am getting.” Ankita said, her voice dripping with seduction.

Rajesh’s hands roamed over her body, his touch both possessive and tender. Ankita moaned softly, her eyes never leaving mine. She was taunting me, revelling in the power she held over both Rajesh and me.

“See how she moans for me, Dev?” Rajesh added, his voice filled with dominance.

Rajesh lay on the bed, and Ankita positioned herself on her. She sat on his hard dick, allowing her to get a dick inside pussy. As soon as she guided his dick into pussy, wavering swings of her riding Rajesh began.

I left amazed, noticing Rajesh’s boner. It was thicker and black. While Ankita’s ass was so mesmerizing, a fat ass bounced, making melodious sounds of strokes.

Ankita’s teasing continued, her words cutting deep. “I bet you wish you were him right now, don’t you, Dev?”

I felt a surge of anger and helplessness. I had never seen this side of Ankita, and it was both mesmerizing and painful. The intensity between her and Rajesh was palpable, their connection undeniable.

“Watch me fucking her, Dev. Learn what she really needs,” Rajesh taunted, his grip tightening on Ankita’s ass.

The morning round continued; their passion unrestrained. Ankita’s gasps and moans filled the room. Each sound is a reminder of my inadequacy. Rajesh’s dominance was clear, his control over the situation absolute.

“You’re nothing compared to Rajesh, Dev,” Ankita said, her voice laced with both satisfaction and cruelty.

After continuing cowgirl for some time, Rajesh took control. He made Ankita puppy at the edge of the bed, then he stood up and continued to fuck her. Gradually, Rajesh went harder. Ankita’s moan grew with every spank she got from Rajesh, “Ah… mwah… yes, yes… aah… sob… moan… oh… hah… please…”

Seemed Rajesh was close. He pulled out her hair and turned her head to his dick. He ruthlessly pushes his dick deep inside her mouth. Ankita choked for a moment. Then he held her hair tight and fucked her mouth. Everything was exciting to experience. Ankita, “Awb…Awb…ummhh…”

Rajesh didn’t realize he was cumming. After a few moments, Rajesh shot inside her mouth. Ankita’s inexperience was clearly noticeable. She may not like taste but the mood she was in, she swallowed it somehow.

When they finally finished, Ankita’s rides slowed down. Ankita fell on Rajesh, her breathing heavy and her skin flushed. She looked at me, a satisfied smile on her lips. “Now you see, Dev,” she said softly. “Now you understand.”

Rajesh kissed her gently, his hands still caressing her body. “You’re incredible,” he murmured, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

Ankita turned to me, her expression softer but still tinged with that new, unsettling confidence. “I hope you learned something today, Dev,” she said. “Maybe now you’ll realize what it means to satisfy a woman truly.”

The thought of the morning’s events wandered me. Ankita and Rajesh had shown me a side of themselves I hadn’t known existed.

The story concluded with a sense of finality. Ankita had found a new sense of empowerment and satisfaction with Rajesh, while I was not sure of my feelings. I had immense satisfaction in saving my job and fulfilling my fantasy simultaneously. But finally, everything is sorted.

To be continued.

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