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Please read the previous series, ‘A Mother’s Sacrifice,’ to get context for this one.

I woke up the next morning naked on the couch, the sun shining brightly on my eyes. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. It was 11 a.m. I could hear Mom’s humming from the kitchen. The smell of masala was in the air, and the mist of fresh chalk was travelling in front of me.

I got up, my dick hard from the morning boner. I moved towards the kitchen. Mom was wearing a dark green saree with a string-back and sleeveless blouse. Her milky white back had little sweat droplets forming on it. I hugged her from behind and placed a kiss on her neck, my erect dick pushing in her ass.

She turned towards me and looked down. She smiled, gently touching my dick.

Mom: Why don’t you take a bath and freshen up? Breakfast is almost ready.

Rahul: Yeah, I should do that. But I would need your help with this.

I gestured towards my dick with my eyes, stroking it. She put her hands on her waist, looking at me blankly. She smiled and asked me to go ahead. I entered the bathroom and put on the shower. I got in and cleaned myself. I left the door open for mom to follow.

A few minutes later, she entered and closed the door. She unhooked the pin that held her pallu with her blouse. She stripped away the saree and moved towards me in just her blouse and petticoat. She asked me to turn the shower off. She pulled her petticoat up, but it kept falling.

She got annoyed and went to the door. She undid her petticoat and hung it with the saree. She was wearing a red panty. She kneeled in front of my dick and started stroking it. She took some body wash on her hands and started gently moving my dick.

She stroked it fast, and then she would slow down. I was feeling surreal. She then washed it with water and cleaned it.

Rahul: Mom, why don’t you take that blouse off?

Mom: Do you want to see them?

I nodded. She got up and moved her back towards me, asking me to untie her. I untied all the strings one by one, revealing her pretty back. I moved my fingers along. I could feel the goosebumps all across her smooth back. She turned towards me, and suddenly, a whistle shouted from the kitchen.

Mom: Uff Oh. The dal. I forgot.

She ran towards the door while I tried to get a hold of her. She got out, and after a few seconds, her hand entered and dropped the blouse. She was teasing me. My mind went into irritation mode, and I decided that she’ll have to make me cum today. I made up my mind and finished bathing.

I got out naked with my dick still semi-hard from the previous disappointment. I decided not to wear clothes and moved towards the living area. I passed the kitchen and saw that Mom was now wearing a white bra and her red panties from before. I was hoping to see her topless, but she was teasing me.

I grabbed her from behind, and she was startled. She started giggling childishly. I kissed her neck while my hands made their way to her boobs over her bra. His laugh was replaced with deep breaths and subtle moans. I was pinching her nipples from above her bra.

She was pushing her ass in my now-erect dick. I moved my hands under her bra, and she let out a heavy breath. I pressed her boobs, my mouth now moving to her shoulders. I pulled back and unhooked her bra, revealing her beautiful tits. I was amazed every time I looked at them.

The beautiful nipples, always erect. My hands had left a slight red mark on her milky skin. Sweat trickling between her tits down to her sexy navel. I moved my fingers up and down from her neck to the hem of her panty. She was smiling at me, her hands supporting her by holding the slab.

I smiled at her and pressed her left boob, slightly pinching her nipple. She let out a moan, a smile still on her face. I moved my hand into her panties. I could feel her dripping and started rubbing it in a circular motion. She was biting her lips now, her head turned back.

Rahul: I see I’m not the only one in need of help.

I laughed, and she punched me in the chest. I switched hands and pulled her in for a kiss. I kissed her while my fingers entered her pussy. She took breaks between the kisses to moan or breathe, whichever she could manage. Three of my fingers were moving inside of her pussy.

She held my hand and tilted her head upwards. My hand was dripping wet from fingering her, and she was moaning like crazy. She shivered and came all over my hand. Her knees got weak, and I had to keep her standing with my second hand. I kissed her again gently.

Rahul: It’s my turn now.

Mom: No, wait. Let me take a breath.

Before she could finish, I moved her around and bent her on the kitchen slab. I pulled down her panties and placed her one leg on the slab. Her pussy was completely visible to me now. It had turned pink due to all the stimulation and was dripping wet.

Without wasting any more time, I pushed my dick inside. It slid smoothly, and she moaned in pleasure, almost laughing. I was loving this side of her. She was a fun woman to fuck, taking pleasure without any care of the world. She might be a responsible guardian.

But right now, she was a woman who was enjoying being fucked. I kissed her neck and started fucking her faster. Her tits were hanging and bouncing with each stroke. I took them in both hands and maintained a rhythm. She was moaning with each stroke, enjoying herself.

Her back was now covered in sweat due to the heat in the kitchen. I pulled my dick out and spanked her ass. I moved to the living room and sat on the couch. I gestured for her to come to me. She walked towards me and I could see slight redness on her body, wherever I had grabbed her.

She was drenched in sweat, and saliva was drooling from the side of her lips. I gestured her towards my dick as I lay back on my couch, hands behind my back. She kneeled in front of me and tied her hair. She started moving her hands slowly on my hips while looking at me.

She started to stroke my dick gently, her other hand still on my thighs. She moved her mouth towards it and spit on it, using it as lube to stroke. She would stroke it real fast and then slow it down. She was loving this teasing game. She was enjoying it.

Her other hand was now fondling my balls while she stroked my dick. She gestured me to come up and took me by the hand. She placed my hand on her ponytail. I took the signal and pushed her mouth on my dick. Warmth covered my dick as she completely took it all in her mouth.

Her mouth was wet, just like her pussy. She was letting me control her head movement. I moved her head sideways, alternating between both sides. In between, I would again push my dick in her mouth, and she would make a slurping sound, licking it clean.

I let her go, and she sucked slowly now, licking my balls too. I lay back again and gestured for her to come on top. She stood up and moved her knees on the couch, her legs spread above my dick. She moved my dick and placed it on her pussy. It entered smoothly again, and she grabbed my chest.

Her hips started moving up and down on my dick slowly. She was enjoying every stroke, and I was gently rubbing her thighs. She untied her hair and threw away the rubber band. She placed her hands on my chest and started jumping on my dick faster.

Sweat droplets formed on her milky tits, and she was moaning desperately. I was breathing heavily from the grip she had on me. Her thighs shivered against my stomach, and she fell on my chest, breathing heavily. She giggled against my breath, high from the orgasm.

But I was not finished yet. I grabbed her ass and started moving my hips. She was caught by surprise and let out a shriek. She tried to get up one hand was gripping her shoulder, keeping her close to me. The other one grabbed her soft ass as I pounded her.

She was moaning loud now, biting my shoulder. I wanted to control, but her warm pussy didn’t let me. I came inside her, and my hands fell. We were both breathing heavily, the silence filled only with our racing heartbeats.

We lay there for a while, my dick still inside her pussy. I stroked her hair gently while she hugged me.

Mom: That was amazing. (She smiled at my neck)

Rahul: It was the best I ever had.

Mom: Yeah, right. Don’t try to fool me.

Rahul: I’m not lying. When have I ever lied to you?

Mom: Okay then. Don’t lie to me when I ask you this. Do you smoke?

The sudden interrogation took me by surprise.

Rahul: Yes. Sometimes.

Mom: Do you keep cigarettes in the house?

I hesitated. My hand stopped at her waist. She noticed the hesitation and looked at me.

Mom: I know you keep it at home. I saw you smoke last night.

I was caught. I nodded.

Mom: I will go clean up. By then, I want a cigarette between these fingers.

She smiled between her two fingers, and I was left in awe. She left for the washroom. I laid back, thinking about the sex we had. My phone vibrated. I saw a message from Rishi. I got up and pulled the pack of cigarettes from my bag. I stood on the balcony naked.

Our apartment was in the backside, so it was all forests out there. I had stood naked a lot of times in my teenage years on my balcony. I lit a cigarette and called up Rishi. He picked up two rings, and we started talking. Mom came back naked and stood beside me.

I passed her the cigarette. She took a puff while I was on the call. We were standing on the balcony naked. She was smoking while leaning into me. My hand was on her ass, gently squeezing them. I was occasionally nodding and laughing on the call. I didn’t want her to know about my plan.

Not yet. Rajiv’s mention made her uncomfortable. I didn’t want to ruin her mood. It had been long since I had seen her happy. I finished my call and lit another cigarette. Her fingers moved on my chest.

Mom: Who was it?

Rahul: It was my friend Rishi from college. He has invited us on a vacation.

Mom: Really! Where?

Rahul: To Spiti. His father owns a resort there. Do you want to go?

I kissed her gently and smiled into her lips. She smiled back.

Mom: I think we need a getaway.

Rahul: I think so, too. I have some work to finish up then we’ll pack. We leave tomorrow evening.

I kissed her hair and hugged her.

Rahul: By the way, I didn’t know you smoked.

Mom: I quit after college. But after the incident, I had a kind of relapse.

There was pain in her eyes even talking about the incident. I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer. My blood boiled, and now I had the tools to destroy Rajiv. We got inside, and she went to her room to get dressed. I went to my room and opened my computer.

Rishi had come through. I received a 300-gigabyte zip file on my anonymous email. All the dirt on Rajiv Gautam. I clicked on download and grabbed my clothes from my cupboard. I got the ashtray and started going through the files that were downloaded.

This is the start of the revenge arc. Do comment with your ideas on what could happen next. It’s vacation and vengeance.

Hi all, I am Nikhil. I have been on this platform for a long time, and after narrating other’s fantasies and experiences, I felt I should have narrated my fantasy, too. So, today, I am sharing one of the roleplay scenes I dreamed of in the past. Let’s dive into it.

The sound of the airport buzzed around me as I navigated through the busy terminal. My first-class ticket was securely in my hand. As I approached the gate for my flight, a friendly airline staff member greeted me, her smile warm and professional.

It was a privilege to be treated so exceptionally, and I looked forward to the luxury that awaited me on board. Once through the gate, I was met by another smiling face – the stewardess who would be attending to the first-class cabin.

She moves through the aeroplane cabin like a calm breeze, a vision in a scarlet blazer and knee-length skirt. Her fair skin seems to glow against the vibrant red. Her long, wavy hair shot through with golden highlights. It is tucked neatly into a bun beneath her cap.

You can imagine it cascading down her back like a silken waterfall. Her face, small and framed by delicate features, is constantly illuminated by a warm, subtle smile that never quite reaches her bold, captivating gaze. It’s a look that speaks of confidence and kindness, of quiet strength and genuine care.

She is a young woman, perhaps in her mid-twenties, navigating the demanding world of air travel with an air of effortless grace. Her every movement is precise, every word carefully chosen. Her demeanour is a perfect balance of respectful professionalism and effortless charm.

Her name is Arohi. Stylish, well-groomed, and sophisticated lady.

Arohi: Good afternoon, sir. Welcome aboard. Let me show you to your seat.

Her voice was melodic, soothing against the background noise of the plane. She led me through the spacious first-class cabin. The plush seats and serene ambience made it clear that this would be an experience designed for ultimate comfort.

Me: Thank you. (settling into my seat) It looks like I have the whole cabin to myself.

Arohi: (laughed softly) Yes, you do. It seems you’ll have a very private and comfortable flight.

She offered a warm smile before walking away to attend to pre-flight preparations. I took a moment to absorb my surroundings. The first-class cabin was a haven of luxury. It had spacious seats that could recline into fully flat beds, high-end amenities, and a level of privacy that felt almost indulgent.

As I settled in, Arohi returned. Her presence was a welcoming distraction from the idle thoughts running through my mind.

Arohi: Can I get you anything to start with, sir? A drink, perhaps?

Her tone was courteous, and I could tell she was genuinely focused on ensuring my comfort.

Me: Yes, a glass of champagne would be perfect, thank you.

She nodded, her smile unwavering, and left to fetch my drink. I watched her go, appreciating the graceful way she moved through the cabin. There was something about her that intrigued me. A blend of professionalism and an understated elegance.

A few moments later, she returned with a crystal glass of champagne, presenting it to me with a flourish.

Arohi: Here you are, sir. Enjoy.

Me: Thank you (taking the glass). It’s much appreciated.

As I took a sip, the stewardess lingered for a moment, her eyes meeting mine.

Arohi: Is there anything else you need at the moment?

I considered her question, thinking about the long flight ahead. At the same time, the amenities and comfort of the cabin were exceptional. The prospect of spending the entire journey alone felt a bit isolating.

Me: Actually, just your company would be nice. It gets a bit lonely up here.

She seemed taken aback for a moment. Then, her expression softened into a more personal smile.

Arohi: Of course, sir. I’d be happy to keep you company for a while.

With that, she took the seat across from mine, maintaining a respectful distance. But making it clear she was there to engage in conversation. We started chatting about light topics. The flight, her experiences as a stewardess, and my reasons for travelling.

Her genuine interest and attentive presence made the conversation flow effortlessly. As the plane continued its ascent, I found myself increasingly drawn to her. There was a certain charm and warmth to her that made the flight feel less like a routine journey and more like a unique experience.

This is how the flight began – with the promise of an intriguing connection forming at 30,000 feet. The plane ascended smoothly, the hum of the engines a comforting white noise that settled over the cabin. I took another sip of champagne, enjoying the crisp, bubbly sensation as it slid down my throat.

Arohi had returned to her duties. But I couldn’t help but watch her. She moved about the cabin, attending to various tasks with an elegant efficiency. After a few minutes, she returned to my seat with a warm smile.

Arohi: How are you finding everything so far, sir?

Me: It’s wonderful, thank you. The champagne is excellent.

Arohi: I’m glad to hear that. Can I offer you anything else to drink? We have a fine selection of wines, spirits, and cocktails.

Me: Thanks, but I am good.

She watched me with a look of satisfaction, clearly pleased that I was enjoying the experience.

Arohi: Is everything to your liking, sir?

Me: Yes, it’s perfect. You’re really making this flight exceptional.

Arohi: It’s my pleasure, sir. We aim to make our VIP passengers feel as comfortable and pampered as possible.

Me: Well, you’re certainly succeeding. But I have to say, it does get a bit lonely up here all by myself.

Her expression softened, and she took a step closer, lowering her voice slightly.

Arohi: I understand, sir. Long flights can feel quite isolating, even in first class. If you’d like, I can keep you company for a while longer.

Me: I would appreciate that very much. It’s nice to have someone to talk to.

We continued to chat, the conversation flowing easily. As the conversation continued, I found myself more and more intrigued by her. There was a genuine warmth and kindness to her that made her easy to talk to. Her attentive presence was a welcome comfort on the long flight.

Me: You’ve made this flight so much better than I expected. I can’t thank you enough.

Arohi: It’s my pleasure, sir. If there’s anything else I can do to make your journey more comfortable, please let me know.

Me: Yeah!

With that, she settled into the seat across from mine. We continued our conversation, the connection between us growing stronger with each passing moment.

Me: Well, I feel more relaxed and entertained than I expected now.

Arohi: That’s wonderful. But I think we can make your flight even more enjoyable.

Her words were intriguing, and I couldn’t help but lean in slightly, curious about what she had in mind.

Me: Oh? And how might we do that?

She glanced around the empty cabin, ensuring we were alone, then leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a soft, conspiratorial whisper.

Arohi: For very special passengers, we have a special service to make their journey truly unforgettable.

Her words sent a thrill through me, the promise of something extraordinary.

Me: Intriguing. What does this special service involve?

Arohi: Why don’t you follow me, and I’ll show you?

She stood up gracefully, extending her hand towards me. I took it and followed her through the aisle. She led me to the lavatory, and I could feel the anticipation building with each step. Once inside, she closed the door, the small space suddenly feeling intimate and private.

Arohi: Just relax here. I promise you’ll be well taken care of.

She moved behind me, her hands gently resting on my shoulders. I could feel her warm breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine. Her touch was soft yet firm. Her fingers began to knead the muscles in my shoulders. I felt a wave of relaxation wash over me.

Me: That feels incredible. Your touch is amazing.

Arohi: I’m glad you like it. I want you to feel completely relaxed and at ease.

Her hands moved with expert precision, massaging the tension out of my shoulders and neck. I let out a sigh of contentment, leaning into her touch. She continued to work her magic, her fingers moving up to my hair. The sensation was indescribable, and I felt myself melting under her skilled hands.

Arohi: You have lovely hair. I could play with it all day.

Me: That feels so good. Please, continue.

She smiled, her fingers weaving through my hair with gentle strokes. The rhythmic motion was hypnotic, and I closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensation.

Arohi: I enjoy making our special passengers feel extra special. It’s one of the perks of the job.

Me: You certainly have a talent for it. This is beyond anything I expected.

Arohi: I’m happy to hear that. But we’re just getting started.

Her words sent a thrill through me, and I could sense that the best was yet to come. After a while, she stepped back, her eyes meeting mine with a look of anticipation.

Arohi: It’s time for the next part of your special service.

She took a step closer, her body pressing lightly against mine. I could feel the warmth radiating from her, and my heart raced with excitement. She reached out, her fingers gently caressing my cheek.

Me: You really know how to make a flight memorable.

Arohi: I want to make the most of this time we have together.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in, her lips brushing against mine in a soft, teasing kiss. The touch was electric, sending sparks of desire through my body. She deepened the kiss, her lips moving with a sensuality that left me breathless.

Me: This is incredible. I can’t believe this is happening.

Arohi: Believe it, sir. We’re just beginning.

She pulled back slightly, her eyes locked on mine with an intensity that took my breath away. Slowly, she sat on my lap, her arms wrapping around my neck as she leaned in for another kiss. This time, it was deeper, more passionate, our tongues dancing together in a rhythm that felt both natural and intoxicating.

Me: I couldn’t ask for more.

Arohi: Let’s make the most of this flight. We have a few hours left before we land.

Her words were filled with promise, and I could feel the tension between us building to an almost unbearable level. She began to move her hips slightly, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through me.

Me: You’re making this flight unforgettable.

Arohi: That’s the idea. I want you to remember this journey for a long time.

We continued to kiss, the intimacy growing with each passing moment. Her hands roamed over my body, exploring and teasing, igniting a fire within me. The world outside is fading away.

Me: You’re incredible. This is beyond anything I could have imagined.

Arohi: I’m glad you’re enjoying it. There’s so much more I want to show you.

Her words were like a promise, and I could feel the anticipation building even higher. She moved her hands to my shirt, slowly unbuttoning it, her fingers brushing against my skin in a way that sent shivers down my spine.

Me: I can’t wait to see what you have in store.

Arohi: Just relax and let me take care of everything.

As she continued to undress me, her touch was both tender and electrifying. The buildup of anticipation and desire was almost overwhelming. I knew that this flight would be one I would never forget. The stewardess slowly unbuttoned my shirt.

Her fingers brushed against my skin, sending waves of tingling sensation through my body. The anticipation was almost unbearable. I could feel the tension between us mounting with every passing second. She took her time, her movements deliberate and teasing, her eyes never leaving mine.

Me: You really know how to build up the suspense.

Arohi: Patience, sir. Good things come to those who wait.

Her playful smile only heightened the sense of anticipation. She finished unbuttoning my shirt and slid it off my shoulders. Her fingers trailed down my arms as she did so. The touch was light, almost feather-like, yet it sent shivers down my spine.

Me: You’re driving me crazy.

Arohi: That’s the idea. I want this to be a flight you never forget.

She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, her breath warm and tantalizing.

Arohi: Just relax and let me take care of you.

I closed my eyes, letting her words wash over me. Her hands moved to my chest, exploring with gentle caresses. She traced the lines of my muscles. Her touch was both soothing and arousing.

Me: You’re amazing.

Arohi: I’m just getting started.

She continued her slow exploration, her hands moving lower, teasing the waistband of my trousers. Her fingers played with the button of my trousers, her eyes meeting mine with a look of pure mischief.

Me: You’re torturing me, you know that?

Arohi: Good things come to those who wait, remember?

Her voice was a soft purr, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. She finally unbuttoned my trousers, sliding them down with agonizing slowness. Her hands moved back up, caressing my legs, then my thighs, her touch setting my skin ablaze.

Arohi: How does that feel?

Me: Incredible. You have no idea.

Arohi: Oh, I think I do.

She leaned in, her lips capturing mine in a kiss that was both tender and intense. Our tongues danced together, the kiss deepening with each passing second. Her hands roamed over my body, exploring and teasing, driving me to the brink of madness.

Me: I can’t take much more of this.

Arohi: Just a little longer. I promise it’ll be worth it.

She pulled back slightly, her lips trailing kisses down my neck, then lower. Her breath was hot against my skin. The sensations were overwhelming. I felt my body respond to her touch in ways I hadn’t expected.

Me: You’re incredible.

Arohi: And you haven’t seen anything yet.

She stood up, her eyes never leaving mine, as she began to unbutton her blouse. The sight was mesmerizing, her movements slow and deliberate, each button revealing more of her smooth, flawless skin. When she finished, she let the blouse fall to the floor, standing before me in her bra and skirt.

Me: You’re stunning.

Arohi: Thank you. Now, let’s make this flight truly unforgettable.

She reached behind her back, unclasping her bra and letting it drop. Her breasts were perfect, and I couldn’t help but reach out to touch her boobs. Her skin was soft and warm under my fingers, and she let out a soft moan at the contact.

Me: You feel amazing, Aru!

Arohi: And you haven’t even felt the best part yet.

She took my hand, guiding it down to her skirt. I could feel the heat radiating from pussy, and my heart raced in anticipation. She let out a soft sigh as my fingers brushed against the fabric, her eyes closing in pleasure.

Me: I want you.

Arohi: And you can have me. But first, let’s make this even more special.

She took a step back, reaching into a small cabin. She pulled out a small bottle of massage oil, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Arohi: Lie back and relax. I’m going to give you a massage you’ll never forget.

I did as she instructed, lying back on the small bench in the cabin. She poured a small amount of the oil into her hands, warming it before she began to massage my chest and shoulders. Her hands were skilled and strong, and I felt the tension in my muscles melt away under her touch.

Me: That feels incredible.

Arohi: I’m glad you like it. I want to make you feel as good as possible.

She continued the massage, her hands moving lower, teasing and arousing with every stroke. The oil made her touch even more sensual, and I felt myself sinking deeper into a state of pure bliss.

She finished the massage, wiping her hands on a towel before leaning in for another kiss. This one was even more intense. Our bodies pressed together as the kiss deepened. I could feel the heat radiating from her, and I knew we were both ready for the next step.

Me: I need you.

Arohi: And you can have me. Right here, right now.

She stood up, removing her skirt and panties in one fluid motion. She was completely naked now, and I couldn’t help but admire her beauty. I sat up in the chair. She straddled me. She sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around me. She was facing me.

Her eyes were locked on mine as she lowered herself onto my dick. The sensation was indescribable, and I let out a moan of pleasure as she began to move.

Me: Aru, I am mesmerized!

Arohi: I’m glad you’re enjoying it. I want to make this as special as possible.

She moved with a slow, controlling the depth and angle of penetration by adjusting her position and movements. Each up-down movement on my dick was sending waves of pleasure through my body. The tension between us reached its peak, and I felt myself losing control.

Me: I can’t hold on much longer.

Arohi: Just a little longer. I want to make this last.

Her words were like a promise, and I did my best to hold on, savouring every moment of our connection. The world outside disappeared, and all that existed was the two of us, lost in pure passion.

As we continued, every touch, every kiss added to the growing fire between us. Arohi moved with a slow, deliberate rhythm, each movement sending waves of pleasure through my body. Her eyes never left mine.

Me: You’re incredible. I can’t believe this is happening.
Arohi: Believe it, sir. I want to make you feel things you’ve never felt before.

Her words sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt my dick growing harder inside pussy. She moved faster, her hands gripping my shoulders for support as she was riding me. The sound of our bodies moving together brings us closer to the edge.

Me: God, you feel so good. You’re so tight.

Arohi: And you’re so hard. I love how you fill me up.

Her words were like fuel to the fire, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I thrust up into her, meeting her movements with equal intensity. She let out a moan of pleasure. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she rode me harder.

Me: You like that, don’t you? Do you like being fucked like this?

Stewardess: Yes, oh god, yes. Fuck me harder.

Her moans grew louder, and I knew we were both close. I reached up, grabbing her boobs, squeezing them as I thrust into pussy. She moaned out in pleasure, her body trembling with each movement.

Me: You’re so fucking sexy. I can’t get enough of you.

Arohi: And I can’t get enough of you. I want you to cum inside me.

Her words pushed me over the edge, and I felt myself teetering on the brink of release. She moved faster, her hips grinding against mine as she chased her orgasm.

Me: I’m going to cum. I can’t hold it back.

Arohi: Do it. Fill me up. I want to feel you come inside me.

She cried out, her body shaking as she reached her orgasm. The feeling of her pussy muscles contracting around my dick intensified my release. I shot again and again, and I filled her pussy with my multiple spurts. My dick got softened slowly.

We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies pressed together, breathing heavily. She finally collapsed against me, her head resting on my shoulder, her breath hot against my neck.

Arohi: That was incredible. You made me come so hard.

Me: You were amazing. I can’t believe how good that felt.

Arohi: I’m glad you enjoyed it. I wanted to make this flight unforgettable.

Me: You definitely succeeded.

She lifted her head, looking into my eyes with a satisfied smile.
Arohi: We still have a few hours before we land. Maybe we can have some more fun.

Her words sent a thrill through me, and I felt myself growing hard again at the thought. She noticed, a playful on her face.

Arohi: It looks like you’re ready for round two.

Me: I am, but this time, I want to take control.

She raised an eyebrow, her smile widening.

Arohi: I like the sound of that. What do you have in mind?

I stood up, lifting her off me and turning her around so that her back was against the wall. I kissed her deeply, my hands roaming over her body, exploring every inch of her soft skin.

Me: I want to taste you. I want to make you cum again.

Arohi: Oh god, yes. Please, I want that, too.

I knelt, spreading her legs and licking her pussy gently. She let out a gasp of pleasure, her hands gripping the edges of the sink for support. I teased her. My tongue started exploring her folds of pussy, tasting her sweetness.

Me: You taste so good. I could do this all day.

Arohi: Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.

I continued to lick pussy, my tongue flicking against her clit, drawing out moans of pleasure from her. Her ass butts against me, and I could feel her getting closer to the edge.

Arohi: I’m so close. Please, make me come.

Her words drove me to move faster, my tongue working on her clit with increasing intensity. She cried out, her body shaking as she reached her orgasm, her juices flooding into my mouth. I licked her clean, savouring the taste of her, before standing up and kissing her deeply.

Me: You taste amazing.

Arohi: And you make me feel amazing.

We kissed passionately. Our bodies pressed together, the heat between us building once more. She reached down to stroke my dick, and I felt myself hardening in her hand as she held it.

Me: I need you again. I want to feel you wrapped around me.

Arohi: Then take me. I’m yours.

I lifted her, pressing her against the wall, and immediately with a thrust, pushed my dick into her pussy. She let out a moan of pleasure, her legs wrapping around my waist as I moved inside her. The feeling was indescribable. I lost myself in the sensation. Our bodies moved together in perfect harmony.

Arohi: And you feel so big inside me. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.

As we moved together, our bodies slick with sweat, the pleasure building with each thrust. The tension between us grew, the need for release driving us to move faster, harder.

After continuing the same for a couple of minutes, I got tired of lifting her for long. My arms started paining from bouncing her on my dick. There I felt

Me: I’m going to come again.

Arohi: Eumm…yees yesss…

Her words pushed me to cum once more as I intensified my strokes. Within a few seconds, I cum again. With holding her, I fell on a reclined seat. We stayed cuddled. I went to sleep.

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My name is Hardik, and I want to share an unexpected story that unfolded between me and Aashiya, one of my wife’s closest friends. Aashiya and my wife work together and have built a strong friendship over time.

Aashiya, being a tax executive, often sought my advice on tax-related matters through my wife since I am also a tax professional. Eventually, she asked for my number and started contacting me directly. We began to form a friendship of our own.

Despite our frequent conversations, we had never met in person. One day, I asked my wife to invite Aashiya over for dinner so we could finally meet. When she arrived, I couldn’t help but notice how stunning she was. She was in her late twenties, recently married, and her beauty was captivating.

“Welcome, Aashiya. It’s a pleasure to meet you finally,” I greeted her warmly.

“Thank you, Hardik. I hope my face lives up to the expectations set by my voice!” she replied with a playful wink.

As we settled in, my wife asked, “Where is your husband tonight, Aashiya? We thought he might join us.”

“He works in another city and comes home on weekends,” she explained.

We spent the evening chatting and laughing, discussing everything from work to personal interests. The night was filled with joy and connection, leaving a lasting impression on all of us.

After that evening, Aashiya and I began meeting more frequently. We would visit each other’s homes or go out for movies and dinner. Our WhatsApp conversations became a regular part of my day, filled with witty jokes and memes.

It gradually led to more personal discussions about our lives, dreams, and marital challenges.

One day, during a chat, Aashiya casually asked, “You deleted our chat history, right?”

“Of course,” I assured her with a smile. “I wouldn’t want to give your husband a reason to switch jobs and move back home sooner!”

“And I don’t want your wife to get any other ideas,” she replied, laughing softly.

As our conversations grew deeper, so did our connection. We shared our fears, our dreams, and the little things that make us happy. One Saturday, while my wife was at work, Aashiya surprised me with a visit.

“Good morning, Hardik. Mind some company for your boring Saturday?” she asked, stepping inside before I could respond.

“But my wife has already left for the office. Did you come to see her?” I asked, puzzled.

Aashiya laughed softly. “No, I came for some tax-related urgent matter. I need your help.” She held up a folder filled with documents. “I hope you don’t mind sparing some time for this,” she added with a wink.

“Sure, if you had told me earlier, I would have prepared,” I said, feeling a mix of surprise and excitement.

As we sat close together on the couch, going through the documents, I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful Aashiya looked up close. Her deep-neck kurta revealed a glimpse of her cleavage, which made it hard for me to concentrate.

Aashiya seemed unaware of the effect she was having on me, continuing to chat casually about her work and life. After finishing the work, I realized that Aashiya wasn’t in a hurry to leave. We started talking, and as the afternoon progressed, the temperature rose, making it quite uncomfortable.

“It’s getting pretty warm in here,” Aashiya remarked, fanning herself lightly. “Do you have a room with AC?”

“Yes, the bedroom has AC,” I replied. “We can move there to cool down.”

We moved to the bedroom, and I lay down on the bed, feeling tired from the work. After a while, Aashiya also lay down beside me. The cool air from the AC was refreshing, but it was Aashiya’s presence that was making my heart race.

She adjusted herself, and her kurta shifted, giving me a clear view of her cleavage and her milky white skin. It was evident that she wanted me to notice. She caught my gaze and smiled slightly, her eyes filled with a mix of playfulness and desire.

The atmosphere was charged with unspoken tension. I could feel the heat between us intensify despite the cool air.

“Aashiya,” I began softly, unsure of how to proceed.

She moved closer, her hand resting on my chest. “Hardik,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion, “I’ve always felt something special with you.”

As we kissed, the world outside ceased to exist, leaving only the intense connection between us. Aashiya’s hands moved gently over my back. I could feel her breath quicken against my lips. The soft fabric of her kurta brushed against my skin, heightening my senses.

As our kiss deepened, I couldn’t help but let my hands explore the curves of her body. My fingers traced the outline of her waist, moving down to her hips. The softness of her skin sent shivers through me. Aashiya’s breathing grew heavier, and she arched her back slightly, pressing herself closer to me.

My hands moved lower, gently caressing her buttocks through the fabric of her kurta. I could feel the warmth of her body, the subtle curve of her hips, and the firmness of her round, shapely buttocks. It was as if every touch was igniting a fire within us.

I could sense the mutual desire growing stronger with each passing second. Aashiya responded to my touch by pulling me even closer, her fingers tangling in my hair. She moaned softly, her voice a mix of pleasure and anticipation. The sound sent a thrill through me, and I knew that there was no turning back.

“I’ve always admired your curves,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire. “You are incredibly beautiful.”

Aashiya’s eyes met mine, and I could see the same longing reflected in her gaze. “Hardik,” she murmured, her voice filled with emotion, “I want this. I want you.”

With those words, the last remnants of hesitation melted away. I gently guided her to lie down on the bed, our bodies entwined. The cool air from the AC provided a stark contrast to the heat we felt between us. I kissed her deeply, letting my hands explore her body further.

I could feel the tension in her muscles, the eagerness in her touch. My lips travelled from her mouth to her neck, planting soft kisses along her collarbone. With deliberate slowness, I positioned myself over her, my eyes locked with hers. I could see the anticipation, the desire in her gaze, and it mirrored my own.

I guided myself to her entrance, feeling the heat and wetness that welcomed me. Slowly, I pushed forward, my tight manhood entering her inch by inch. I could feel her body yielding to me, the skin moving upward as I penetrated her fully. Aashiya gasped, her hands gripping my shoulders, pulling me closer.

Her wet pussy welcomed me, and we moved together in perfect harmony. The intensity of our connection was overwhelming. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust deepens the bond between us. Aashiya’s moans grew louder, her body arching toward me, urging me on.

I kissed her deeply, my hands roaming over her body, feeling the heat and tension building within her. We moved together in the classic missionary position. Our bodies entwined as we found a rhythm that brought us both immense pleasure.

The rhythm of our movements grew more urgent, more intense, as we both neared the peak of pleasure. After a few minutes of passionate lovemaking, Aashiya’s voice, filled with desire, broke the rhythm. “Hardik, I want you to come on top of me,” she whispered, her eyes dark with longing.

I nodded, pulling back slightly to give her room to move. Aashiya pushed me gently onto my back, then straddled me, her eyes locked onto mine as she lowered herself onto me. The sensation of her tightness enveloping me once more was electrifying.

She began to move, her hips rocking back and forth, finding a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through both of us. Aashiya’s hands rested on my chest for support as she rode me, her movements growing more intense with each passing moment.

The sight of her above me, her body glistening with sweat, her eyes filled with pure ecstasy, was almost too much to bear.

“Hardik,” she moaned, her voice filled with urgency, “Deeper, please, deeper.”

Her words drove me wild with desire. I reached up to touch her, my hands exploring her curves, feeling the softness of her breasts and the firmness of her hips. I thrust up into her, matching her movements, driving deeper into her with each stroke.

She responded eagerly, her moans growing louder as she moved faster, the intensity of our connection reaching new heights.

“Hardik,” she gasped, her voice filled with urgency, “I’m so close.”

“Me too, Aashiya,” I replied, my voice trembling with emotion. “Let’s finish this together.”

With a final, powerful thrust, we both reached our climax. I could feel my release building, and with a groan of pure pleasure, I released a powerful load of cum deep inside her. Aashiya cried out, her voice a mixture of ecstasy and emotion, as she felt the warmth of my release filling her.

Her body shuddered with the intensity of our shared climax. I held her tightly, feeling the waves of pleasure wash over us both. Breathless and spent, we lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world outside forgotten.

The bond we shared had deepened in ways we never expected, leaving us both fulfilled and content. As we held each other close, we knew that this was only the beginning of something extraordinary, something that would forever change our lives.

“Aashiya,” I whispered, my voice filled with emotion, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Hardik,” she replied, her eyes filled with tears of joy. “This is more than I ever dreamed possible.”

However, even after reaching that intense climax, we both felt an insatiable desire for more. The connection between us was too strong, the chemistry too powerful. As we lay there, catching our breath, Aashiya looked at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“I want more,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I need you again, Hardik.”

I felt a surge of excitement. I kissed her deeply, feeling the fire reignite between us. Without hesitation, she slid down my body, her lips leaving a trail of kisses until she reached my manhood. She took me into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip before she began to suck. Her mouth moved expertly.

Aashiya’s blowjob was nothing short of professional. She knew exactly how to drive me wild, her mouth working with skill and passion. I groaned with pleasure. My hands tangled in her hair as she took me deeper. Her tongue and lips created sensations that made me tremble with need.

“You’re amazing,” I moaned, my voice thick with desire. “I need you so much.”

After a few minutes, she released me from her mouth, her eyes filled with lust. “Now, I want you to take me from behind,” she said, her voice commanding and filled with hunger. We quickly repositioned ourselves, Aashiya on all fours, her beautiful round ass presented to me.

I couldn’t resist the sight of her, and I guided myself to her entrance, thrusting into her with a deep, powerful motion. She gasped, her hands gripping the sheets as I began to move, driving into her with increasing intensity. The doggy-style position allowed me to go deeper.

I took full advantage, my hips slamming against her as I fucked her hard and fast. Aashiya’s moans filled the room, her body rocking with each thrust. She looked back at me, her eyes filled with a mix of shock and desire, her expression showing just how much she was enjoying every moment.

“Hardik,” she moaned, her voice trembling, “don’t stop, please. Keep going.”

I could feel the tension building within me, but this time, I was determined to make it last. I kept fucking her, my movements steady and relentless. Aashiya’s body shuddered with each thrust. Her moans grew louder as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

Minutes turned into what felt like an eternity as I continued to pound into her. Aashiya’s strength began to wane, her body almost collapsing onto the bed from the intensity of our lovemaking. But I didn’t stop. I held her hips firmly, driving into her with all the passion and desire I felt.

“Hardik, I can’t… I can’t take it,” she gasped, her voice a mixture of exhaustion and ecstasy. “You’re incredible.”

I could feel my release building once more, the pleasure almost too much to bear. With a final, powerful thrust, I reached my climax, releasing another load deep inside her. Aashiya cried out, her body convulsing with the intensity of her orgasm as she fell forward onto the bed.

We lay there, spent and breathless, our bodies slick with sweat. The room was filled with the scent of our lovemaking, the air heavy with the intensity of our passion. As I pulled her into my arms, we both knew that this was something beyond just a physical connection.

It was a bond that had grown deeper, a love that had been solidified through our shared experience.

“Aashiya,” I whispered, my voice filled with emotion, “I love you more than words can say.”

“I love you too, Hardik,” she replied, her eyes filled with tears of joy. “This is everything I’ve ever wanted.”

We held each other close, the world outside forgotten. The future was still uncertain, but at that moment, we knew that we had found something truly special, something worth holding onto. We drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

We knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, we would face them together, bound by the love and passion we had discovered.

“Hardik,” she whispered, “we need to be careful. Your wife will be home soon.”

I nodded, feeling a pang of regret at the thought of her leaving. “You’re right,” I replied, kissing her softly. “We should get dressed.”

Reluctantly, we disentangled ourselves and began to put our clothes back on. The intimacy of the moment lingered between us, a silent promise of more to come. As Aashiya adjusted her kurta and smoothed her hair, she looked at me with a mischievous smile.

“This isn’t the end, Hardik,” she said, her voice filled with promise. “I can’t wait for our next time together.”

“I can’t either,” I replied, my heart pounding with anticipation. “We’ll find a way.”

With one last lingering kiss, Aashiya left my house, slipping out just in time before my wife returned. The evening proceeded as usual. But my mind was filled with thoughts of Aashiya and our next encounter.

Hi, Sameer again with the continuation of my story. Please read the previous part first if you haven’t ready them yet.

Continuation:-

Oh God, what happened today?! Full of disappointments. Every time my dick wanted to explore pleasure, it was stopped in the middle. In the morning it happened with Rekha, and now with Lakshmi.

Now, coming to the story. After hearing that car sound, Lakshmi didn’t want to continue and started dressing. But I pulled her towards me, started to hold her boobs, sucked one of them, and pressed another. She let out a loud “Ahhhhh..” and I bit that nipple. At that time, I placed my dick on her lips and asked her to suck it. She resisted and said that she would do it later. I was not listening and requesting her to just taste a bit of my dick.

Finally, the milf servant opened her mouth, took half of the dick inside her mouth, and started to suck it. I pressed her boobs hard so that she let out a moan. The next minute, we were dressed. She was leaving, and I rushed towards her and gave a hard spank to her ass. She turned back, rubbed it, and went with the broken cup pieces and broom.

Everyone arrived and bought some food like pizza, KFC chicken, etc. My aunt called me to have some food, so I went downstairs. Everyone was exhausted and had water and tea. I went into the kitchen to get water, and Lakshmi was there and smiled at me. I too smiled a bit and called Rekha to see if she gave Lakshmi the pizza or not. Rekha came inside the kitchen and told me she had already eaten, and only I was left. I told her in a manner that I was very hungry and wanted to eat whatever I got. Both Rekha and Lakshmi understood my intentions, but no one expressed what I meant.

Then I went to the dining table. My aunty served some snacks for me, which they had bought. There was this normal conversation about the decoration and the cake-cutting session that should be completed before 7:00 pm so that other relatives could leave for home before it was too late at night. Rekha and her husband would leave after two more days.

I was planning something inside my dick. I thought that that day and night, l would get a chance to fuck Rekha or Lakshmi.

Everyone was ready, and all the arrangements were made in time. I was just wearing the lalchi and pajamas of my cousin Arun. All were looking good, and I was searching for Rekha. I was standing near the steps, and in 5 minutes, Rekha and another cousin’s wife were carrying food up the steps.

I ran towards another cousin’s wife and took things for her. I told her to bring the remaining things and that I would take care of them. After she left, I went to grab things from Rekha, looked around, kissed her lips, and pinched her navel.

She was wearing a green saree with red borders, a full sleeve, and a deep-cut blouse so that her boobs would be exposed. They were just like milk tankers, ready to unload the milk. I was hungry to suck them, but that was an odd situation. After that, we both went upstairs. While Rekha was coming, I saw my other cousins also staring at her boobs. Those were cute and juicy which I knew.

Everyone gathered along with Lakshmi. Lakshmi was also wearing a nice saree, which my aunty gave to her. The function was started, skipping, etc. It was time to leave for my cousins. Only Arun and his family were staying here. I, too, would leave the next morning. This was the chance I got to fuck both women.

As I was preparing for that, I already bought viagra for the sessions. As Rekha and I already fucked many times, she would be my fuck buddy whenever we have the chance. But for Lakshmi, we hadn’t done anything, so if I didn’t fuck her now, maybe I won’t get a chance again. We were saying a proper goodbye to them. My other cousins were still staring at Rekha and leaving with lust in their dicks.

Only my aunty uncle, Lakshmi, and Arun’s family were left. It was 10 pm. As you know, I was the only one staying on the terrace. Then I went inside, took the pill, and came out. I saw Lakshmi and Rekha carrying all the utensils, as my aunt and uncle were full of fatigue. Arun also took the kids down the stairs.

I was continuously staring at Rekha and checking her boobs too. Lakshmi was also looking hot, and she too had a good boob view. Rekha asked Lakshmi to wash all the utensils, and she went to sleep and left. Rekha wanted Lakshmi to think that she was downstairs.

Lakshmi knew my intentions, and she looked at me with a naughty smile on her face and left. I told Lakshmi, “You wash the utensils”, and I would leave with Lakshmi downstairs so that Rekha could come upstairs without knowing Lakshmi, and that I would keep Lakshmi busy with me talking.

After that, I asked Rekha to stay on the terrace and be in the room. I switched off all the lights and followed Lakshmi downstairs. As we entered inside, all the lights were switched off, and all doors were closed. I followed Lakshmi into the kitchen, then I signaled Rekha to go upstairs. After Rekha left, I hugged Lakshmi from behind. Holding her boobs from the blouse and poking my hard dick into her ass. She was also in a good mood, holding my dick and pressing hard.

Then I started to kiss her neck, ears, and pressed her boobs. I turned her towards me and kissed her lips. She was holding my dick with one hand, placing her other hand on the back of my head, and pulling towards her.

I removed her hand from my dick and took it out, and I asked her to give me a lick, but she didn’t agree. She wanted my dick inside her pussy. I told Rekha I was waiting upstairs, if I didn’t go, she would come downstairs.

Then she asked only to place my dick inside her pussy and leave. I turned her around, made her bend, and slid my dick inside her pussy. It was hot and already wet. At first, half of my dick went inside. Then she removed it and again gave it a hard push. This time it went fully inside, and she moaned a bit.

I couldn’t control myself, and with that hotness, I again thrust it hard on her. I rammed her with 4 more strokes and removed my dick. She was desperate and was in no mood to leave me. So I had to continue the ramming. I was pounding her continuously, and she was enjoying every stroke of it. Sometimes she made noises, so I had to close her mouth.

As the pounding continued, she was leaking her fluids, which were flowing from her thighs to her knees. I held her tight and started to rub her clitoris with my finger while fucking. She got more fluid running down and whispered in her ears, “I am too about to cum”. But I had to stop, and I didn’t want to cum fast.

Then I removed my dick from her pussy and stood for a while. Because of the viagra, my dick was fully hard. I made her lay down on the kitchen floor and spread her legs. Then I placed it inside her, and it went smoothly, and when I started fucking, “puch” “puch” sounds came from her pussy.

You can tell how much her pussy was self-lubricated. While sexing, I used to press her boobs and insert my fingers in her mouth to suck, kiss her boobs, and bite.

Just within 10 to 15 strokes, I cummed inside her. But I didn’t stop until she cummed too.

It’s a bit lengthy, but thanks for reading. Every story has some mistakes, please ignore them, or give suggestions for improvement

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Ab aage:-

Hotel service ka ladka room mein hum dono ke paas aa kar bolta hai: Kaash main bhi aapke jaise mam jaisi koi ladki ke sath kar paata. Waise mam aapke jiju aur aapki jodi husband wife se kam nahi hai.

Barsha mujhse boli: Aapne sab bataya na?

Maine kaha: Haa jaan, ye ladka kab se tumhare liye lund hila raha hai. Kyun na tum isko apni live chudai dikhao?

Aur ye bolte hue maine wo chaadar bhi hata di.

Ab Barsha aur main dono nange chudai kar rahe the. Wo ladke ne bhi apne kapde khol diye, aur Barsha ko pakad ke uski gaand mein lund daal diya. Barsha aur maine is harkat ke kalpana nahi ki thi.

Par mujhe acha laga ki Barsha ab 2 lund apne dono chhed mein legi. Barsha ki cheekh nikal gayi gaand mein jaise hi us ladke ka lund gaya.

Wo aah aah karne lagi, aur usko chodhne ke liye bolne lagi. Usko shayad us ladke se chudna bhi pasand nahi aaya tha. Par wo ladka Barsha ke dono chootadon ko pakad ke apna lund zor-zor se andar-baahar karne laga. Idhar ye dekh mera lund aur tight ho gaya, aur ab hum dono Barsha ko mast kar rahe the.

Barsha ki aankhon  se aansu aur muh se chudai ke aah nikal rahi thi. Samajh hi nahi aa raha tha Barsha enjoy kar rahi thi, ya fir dard se marri jaa rahi hai. Maine aur us ladke ne dono ne ek sath apna maal chhodh diya, aur Barsha bistar pe thak ke gir gayi thi.

Wo room service wala ladka Barsha ki khoob tareef kiya, aur chala gaya. Fir 5 minutes baad 4 ladke room mein aaye aur mujhse bolne lage ki wo log sirf Barsha ko dekh ke muth maarna chaahte the.

Wo log nange ho kar Barsha ko nanga dekh kar muth maarne lage aur bolne lage: Mam kaash aapko hum sab chod paate.

Fir Barsha ke aage lund hila kar apne lund ka paani nikala. Uske baad sab waha se chale gaye. Ab Barsha aur main hi room mein the, aur maine kaha-

Main: Barsha, un logon ka lund ka paani ab bhi neeche gira hua hai.

Barsha samajh gayi aur neeche gira lund ka paani apni ungli mein le kar chaat-chaat ke choosti rahi.

Maine Barsha se kaha: Ab hame chalna chaiye. Tumhari chudai bhi ho gayi.

Aur ab main usko lekar ghar chala gaya. Barsha ache se chal bhi nahi paa rahi thi.

Uski bhabhi ne usko pooch bhi liya ki court marriage ke liye gayi thi ya fir kuch aur.Main bhi apne sasural aa jata hu. Waha mujhe Khusboo bhabhi dekhti hai, aur wo sab ke saamne hi mujhe hug kar leti hai.

Wo bolti hai: Aapke liye ek surprise hai.

Fir muskura ke ladies ke beech baith jati hai. Ladies mein mujhe Gunjan bhabhi meri purani girlfriend aur Nidhi bhabhi bhi dikhi. Wo log sab baith ke hassi mazaak kar rahi thi, aur nazar mere upar hi thi.

Main sasu mom ke room mein jaa kar aaram karne laga, aur mujhe neend aa gayi. Dekha to raat ho chuki thi, aur us bed pe hi 3 ladies aur so rahi thi.

Maine dhyan se dekha to usme ek to Diksha ki mausi thi, aur uski dono betiyan Ridhi aur Yogita mere paas hi so rahi thi.

Yogita ne ek half pant aur loose t-shirt dali hui thi. Main Yogita ko apne itne paas paa kar khush tha. Wo jawan 22 saal ke ladki thi, jiske boobs loose t-shirt ke upar se dikh rahe the. Usne bra bhi nahi pehni thi.

Main aahista se ek hath t-shirt ke andar daal ke boobs ko sehlane laga. Uske boobs dabane laga aur aahista se t-shirt ko upar kar diya, aur boobs dono baahar aa gaye. Mujhe pehli baar darr lag raha tha, ki ye neend se uth na jaye, aur kahi mausi ne dekh liya to.

Main uske komal boobs ko hath se dabane laga, aur uske nipple ko ungli se ragadne laga. Fir maine apne muh mein boobs ko le liya aur choosne laga. Yogita ne apne pair mod liye, aur maine uske boobs ko chhodh diya, aur seedha ho kar sone ke acting karne laga. Main darr gaya tha ki Yogita uth gayi thi.

Par wo so rahi thi. 10 minutes ke baad fir main uske boobs ko choosne laga aur fir main apne lund ko baahar karke hath se hilane laga. Sath hi apna ek hath uski panty ke andar daal ke chut ke daane ko masalne laga. Yogita ne fir apne pair seedhe kar liye.

Main ek baar fir sab chhodh ke sone ki acting kar raha tha, aur mujhe laga ki wo so nahi rahi thi, aur wo bhi acting kar rahi thi sone ki. Maine fir panty mein hath dala aur is-baar uski chut geeli ho chuki thi. Main kuch der aise hi hath daal ke chut mein ungli daal di. Is baar maine uski chut ka paani apni ungli mein lekar chaat liya.

Sach mein ek kacchi kali ki chut ke paani ka alag hi swaad hota hai. Namkeen aur kuch meetha sa. Jeebh mein jaa kar malayi jaisa lagna, waah kya baat hoti hai chut ke paani ki.

Main lund ko Yogita ke boobs ke paas laaya, kyunki mujhe pata tha ki agar chut mein daalunga to Yogita chilla degi aur ghar mein bawaal karegi.

Isliye maine uske boobs ke beech lund rakha, aur dono boobs ke beech chudai karne laga. Maine dekha ki Yogita ne aankhen khol li thi, aur apne boobs ko lund mein daba rahi thi. Main ye dekh ke ruk gaya, to wo khud mere lund ko hath mein leli aur choosne lagi.

Wo kehne lagi: Jiju aapne jab pehli baar hath lagaya tha mere boobs mein, mujhe usi wakt se hi pata tha.

Aur wo fir mujhe boli: Baahar chalte hai, kyunki yaha meri mummy hai.

Baahar doosre room mein kahi bhi hame theek se chudai ka mauka nahi mila, to main usko baahar meri car mein le gaya. Car ka airconditioner on karke hum car ke andar chumma-chaati karne lage. Wo bhi mere lund pe hath laga kar hilane lagi, aur mujhe lips to lips kiss dene lagi.

Maine Yogita ko poori nangi karke usko back seat mein lita diya, aur uske dono pairon ko kandhe par le liya. Aisa karne se uski chut khul ke mere muh ke saamne aa gayi.

Maine chut mein apni jeebh lagayi aur chut chaatne laga. Yogita hath se meri peeth mein nakhun laga rahi thi, aur uski chut paani chhodh rahi thi.

To be continued…

Fir Rahul bhaiya ki bat sunke maine waise hi kiya, jaisa unhone kaha tha. Agle din jab dukan ki chutti thi to main market se apni dukan ka saman lene chala gaya. Fir kuch ghante bad main ghar a gaya.

Ghar ate hi mummy saman nikal ke dekhne lagi. Mummy ne jo jo bataya tha. Main woh sab leke aya tha. Sari size ke bra panty jo jo unhone bole the. Mummy sara saman dekh rahi thi.

Fir unki nazar ek dabbe par gayi jo bilkul alag panty ka tha. Mummy us dabbe se panty nikal ke dekhne lagi. Aur jaise hi unhone woh panty nikal ke dekhi to mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Kyuki ye mummy ke size ki v shape wali panty thi. Tabhi mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, tu ye wali panty kyu le aya? Maine tujhe bataya to tha ki ye panty hamare yaha jyada nahi bikti hai. Aur upar se tu badi size ki laya hai. Ise koi nahi lega beta. Bekar mein padi padi kharab ho jayengi.

Main – Mummy, aj kal ye panty kafi chal rahi hai. Aur ab kafi aurte ise hi pehen rahi hai. Hum bhi rakh ke dekhte hai. Agar bik jayengi to achi bat hai. Warna ye apke size ki hai. Na bike to ap pehen lena.

Mummy – Beta, main ye panty kaha pehnti hu. Main to woh dusri desi wali pehnti hu. Aur mujhe wahi achi lagti hai.

Main – Mummy, woh dukan dar bata raha tha. Ye panty kafi aram dhayak hai. Isiliye main le aya. Aur agar ap pehen ke nahi dekhoge to apko pata kaise chalega. Aap ek bar ye panty pehan ke dekho. Aapke upar ye aur jayada achi lagegi. Aur jab ap ye panty mujhe rat mein doge to mujhe bhi acha lagega.

Mummy meri bat sunke mujhe ghur ke dekhne lagi. Kyuki ye panty main unke liye nahi balki apne liye laya tha.

Mummy – Beta, mujhe ye panty pasand nahi hai. Mujhe meri desi wali hi achi lagti hai. Aur tu hamesha wahi bate kyu karta hai?

Mummy ki ye bat sunke maine unhe kuch nahi kaha. Fir hum dono ne khana khaya. Aur main chup chap apne kamre mein chala gaya. Aise hi 2 din aur gujzar gaye. Magar is bar maine mummy se panty nahi mangi thi.

Aur na hi unhe kuch kaha tha. Hamare beech bas normal bate ho rahi thi. Aur main jayada bol bhi nahi raha tha. Pehle 2 din mummy ne jayada dhayan nahi diya. Magar jab 3 din nikal jane ke bad bhi maine mummy se panty nahi mangi.

To woh mujhe bade dhayan se dekhne lagi. Kyuki main pehle itna shant kabhi nahi rehta tha. Dukan par to grahak ki wajah se bat nahi ho pa rahi thi. Magar ab main ghar par bhi jayada bat nahi kar raha tha. Fir waise hi hua, jaise Rahul bhaiya ne kaha tha.

3 din nikalne ke bad ek rat mummy mere kamre mein ayi. Papa tab tak kha peeke so chuke the. Aur main apne kamre mein sirf underwear mein leta hua tha. Aur hamesha ki tarah mera lund underwear ke ander khada hua tha.

Kamre mein ghuste hi mummy ki pehli nazar hamesha ki tarah mere lund par gayi. Aur woh mere lund ko ghurte hue mere pass ake mere bed par beth gayi. Mummy ke bed par bethte hi main take lagake beth gaya. Fir main bola.

Main – Kya hua mummy? Aap abhi tak soye nahi.

Mummy – Nahi beta neend nahi a rahi thi to socha tujhse bat kar lu.

Main – Mujhse kya bat karni hai mummy?

Mummy – Beta, main 4-5 din se dekh rahi hu. Tu bada chup chap rehna laga hai. Ab tu mujhse theek se bat nahi karta hai. Aur na hu ab rat ko tu meri woh mangta hai. Kya hua beta? Sab theek to hai na.

Main – Mummy, mujhe lagta hai. Maine apko apni sari bate bata ke galti kar di hai. Mujhe apko woh sari bat nahi batani chahiye thi.

Mummy (chokte hue) – Beta tu aise kyu keh raha hai? Main teri ma hu. Agar tujhe koi pareshani hai to woh mujhe to pata hona hi chahiye.

Main – Mummy, meri pareshani to ap jan gaye ho. Magar pichle kuch dino se ap mujhse sharminda hone lage ho.

Mummy – Beta, tu aise kyu keh raha hai? Main tujhse bilkul sharminda nahi hu. Tujhe aisa kyu lag raha hai? Ki main tujhse sharminda hu.

Main – Mummy, main bachpan se apko dekhta a raha hu. Aap kabhi mere samne sharam nahi karte the. Mere samne hote hue bhi ap apne kapde badal lete the. Magar jab se maine apko apni ye bate batayi hai.

Tab se ap har roj mujhse sharam karte ho. Aur ab to ap apne kapde bhi bathroom se pehen ke ate ho. Kyuki ab apko mujhse sharam ati hai. Aur shayad apko mere samne darr bhi lagta hai.

Mummy – To tu isi wajah se mujhse bat nahi kar raha tha.

Main – Ha mummy mujhe laga. Ab ap mujhse sharminda ho rahe ho. Isiliye maine socha main apse apni bate karne band kar deta hu. Taki apko sharminda na hona pade.

Mummy – Beta, aisa kuch nahi hai. Tu galat samjh raha hai.

Main – Mummy, agar aisa nahi hai to jab main apse apki panty mangta tha to ap har bar na nukar kyu karte the? Jabki ap pehle bhi mujhe apni panty de chuke ho. Isiliye maine apse panty mangna bhi band kar di.

Mummy – Beta, main teri ma hu. Mere liye ye sab itna bhi asan nahi hai. Maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki main kabhi apne bete ki is tarah se madad karungi. Mujhe bhi in halato ko samjhne mein thoda waqt laga.

Aur main har bar thoda na nukar karne ke bad apni panty de to deti thi. Taki tu bhi rat ko chain se so sake.

Main – Mummy, ap sach mein mujhse sharminda nahi ho na. Agar apko aisa kuch lagta hai to ap mujhe bata do.

Mummy – Nahi beta aisa kuch nahi hai. Tune itne din mujhse theek se bat nahi ki, to main to ghabra gayi thi.

Main – Mummy, jab ap apne kapde bathroom se pehen ke ane lage to mujhe lagne laga. Aapko mere samne sharam ane lagi hai. Isiliye main apse na bat kar raha tha. Aur na hi apki panty mang raha hai.

Mummy – Beta, aisa main teri liye hi kar rahi thi. Ek to tu pehle se in sab cheejo se pareshan hai. Aur upar se mujhe waise dekhkar tera hi hal aur jayada bura ho jata hai.

Main – Nahi mummy mera hal bura nahi hota hai. Kyuki main bachpan se apko aise dekh raha hu. Aap shuru se mere samne apne kapde badalti hai. Yaha tak ki kai bar nahate hue bhi apne mujhe apni peeth ragadne ke liye bulaya hai. Aur tab bhi ap upar se nangi hoti thi.

Sach kahu mummy to apke alawa maine kisi aurat ko aise dekha hi nahi hai. Aapko hi aise dekhkar. Mujhe pata chala ki ek khoobsurat aurat ander se kaise dikhti hai. Agar fir bhi apko mere samne sharam lagti hai to ab se ap mere samne kapde mat badalna.

Mummy – Nahi beta aisa kuch nahi hai. Jab shuru se sharam nahi kari to ab kyu sharam karna. Woh to bas main tere iski wajah se waisa kar rahi thi.

Mummy ne mere lund ki taraf ishara kiya. Aur unke ishare karte hi maine apna lund underwear ke upar se masal diya. Aur mere lund masalte hi mummy mujhe dekhne lagi.

Main – Main kya karu mummy? Ye hamesha aise hi rehta hai. Aur underwear ke ander mujhe pareshan karta hai. Ye to acha hua ap abhi kamre mein a gayi. Agar thodi bad kamre mein ati to ye apko bahar hi milta.

Mummy – Ha beta woh to main janti hu. Chal ab main chalti hu. Aur tu bhi so ja. Subha dukan par bhi jana hai.

Main – Mummy, aj mujhe bhi ache se neend ayegi. Ye jankar ki ap mujhse sharminda nahi ho. Warna 3-4 din se main sahi se so nahi pa raha tha.

Mummy – Beta, main bhi tere liye pareshan thi. Kyuki Tu mujhse sahi se bat nahi kar raha tha. Beta ab hum dono kafi khul ke bat kar lete hai. Agar tujhe koi bhi bat pareshan kare to Tu bina kisi jhijhak ke mujhe bol diya kar.

Main – Theek hai mummy. Ab main apko sab kuch bata diya karunga.

Ye bat bolke maine mummy ko gale laga liya. Fir mummy aur main bed se uth gaye. Bed se utarte hi mera lund underwear mein tambu banke khada ho gaya. Aur mummy use dekhkar smile karne lagi. Tabhi smile karte hue mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, iska thoda dhayan rakha kar. Khaskar apne papa ke samne, agar unhone ise aise dekh liya to woh tujhe bahut sunayenge.

Main – Mummy, ye shant hone ke bad hi dheela padta hai. Warna to ye aise hi khada rehta hai.

Meri ye bat sunte hi mummy neeche jhuki aur apni Mexi utha ke unhone apni panty ko pakad liya. Aur ek jhatke mein unhone apni panty nikal ke mere hatho mein de di. Mummy ki hare rang ki panty dekhkar main khus ho gaya. Aur mujhe khus dekhkar mummy smile karne lagi.

Mummy – Beta, apne ise shant karne ke bad ise chupa dena. Kahi ye tere papa na dekh le. Main ye subha wapas le jaungi.

Main – Theek hai mummy. Ab ap bhi jake so jao.

Mummy se ye bat bolte hi maine unki panty apni nak se laga li. Aur mummy ke samne hi main unki panty sunghne laga. Mummy mujhe mudke dekh rahi thi. Aur main apna lund masalte hue unki panty sunghne mein laga hua tha.

Fir mummy mere kamre mein se nikal gayi. Aur main bed par ake mummy ki panty dekhne laga. Aur aj bhi mujhe unki panty age se thodi si geeli mili. Mummy ki geeli panty dekhkar mujhe itna to yakin ho gaya tha.

Ki meri in bato ka asar unpar bhi ho raha tha. Aur ab to woh bhi mujhse thodi khul ke bat kar rahi thi. Mummy ki panty ki khushboo aur uska thoda sa geelapan dekhkar. Mere muh mein pani a raha tha. Main bed par letkar mummy ki panty chatne laga.

Maine chat chat ke mummy ki panty geeli kar di. Fir main bhi so gaya. Subha fir se wahi hua. Papa ke jate hi main mummy ki chudai ki kalpana karne laga. Aur unki panty sunghne laga. Jisse mera lund khada hoke salami dene laga.

Maine mummy ki panty takiya ke neeche rakh di. Fir theek 8 baje mummy mere kamre mein ayi. Aur kamre mein ate hi unki nazar mere underwear par gayi. Jaha mere khade lund ka ubhar dikh raha tha. Mere ubhar ko dekhte hue mummy mere pass a gayi.

Aur mere pass ate hi bade pyar se mere mathe par hath ferte hue boli.

Mummy – Beta, utha ja beta, dekh 8 baj rahe hai.

Mummy ki awaj sunte hi Maine ankhe khol ke mummy ko dekha. Aur mujhe dekhkar woh smile karne lagi.

Mummy – Chal ab uth ja beta. Kab tak sota rahega.

Mummy ki bat sunte hi main uth gaya. Aur bed se neeche utar ke khada ho gaya. Neeche khade hote hi pehle maine apna lund theek kiya. Aur mummy mujhe aisa karte dekhne lagi. Lund theek karne ke bad maine takiya ke neeche se panty nikali. Aur mummy ko de di.

Aapni panty dekhkar mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Fir mummy palat ke mera bed theek karne lagi. Aur jaise hi mummy palti. Tabhi maine unki kamar mein hath dalke unhe jor se pakad liya. Mera hath mummy ke theek dudh ke neeche tha.

Jisse unke bade bade dudh thode thode dab rahe the. Aur mera khada hua lund mummy ki mexi ke upar se hi unki gand mein lag raha tha. Mummy ko pakadte hi main bola.

Main – Mummy, kal rat ke liye thank you. Kal rat apse bat karke kai dino bad mujhe bahut achi neend ayi.

Mummy – Beta, jab mann mein uljhan hoti hai to neend apne ap udh jati hai. Aur bat karne se jab mann shant ho jata hai to neend achi hi ati hai. Jaise kal rat tujhe aur mujhe ayi thi.

Main – Aap theek keh rahe ho mummy. Aaj ke bad main apse kuch nahi chupaunga.

Mummy – Beta, ma se kuch chupana bhi nahi chahiye.

Main – Nahi chupaunga mummy. Aur ha apki is panty ke liye bhi thank you. Kal rat isne bhi mujhe bahut aram pauchaya hai.

Meri bat sunte hi mummy hasne lagi. Aur unhe haste hue dekh main bhi hasne laga.

Mummy – Tu bahut shaitan hai. Hamesha wahi bate karta rehta hai. Chal ab chhod mujhe aur ja ke muh hath dho le.

Fir mummy ki bat sunke main fresh hone chala gaya. Aaj sach mein mere liye bahut acha din tha. Aaj mummy mujhse kafi hadh tak khul ke bat kar rahe the. Aur sabse acha ye tha ki woh ye bate karte hue koi muh bhi nahi bana rahe the.

Fresh hone ke bad main nahane chala gaya. Aur mere nahane ke bad mummy bhi nahane chali gayi. Aaj bhi maine mummy ko nahate dekha. Aur unhe dekh dekh ke apna lund bhi masla. Fir jaise hi mummy ka bahana band hua. Main turant mummy ke kamre mein a gaya.

Main bed par betha betha yahi soch raha tha ki kya aj bhi mummy bathroom se kapde pehen ke ayengi. Ya woh mere samne hi kapde pehnegi. Main baniyan aur underwear mein betha yahi soch raha tha ki tabhi mummy kamre mein ayi.

Aur mummy ko dekhkar mera lund aur jayada tight ho gaya. Kyuki aj mummy sirf peticot pehne kamre mein ayi thi. Aur unka peticot unke dudh ke upar bandha hua tha. Kamre mein ate hi mummy mujhe dekh kar smile karne lagi.

Aur main bhi unhe dekhkar smile karne laga. Mummy ko dekhkar main bed se uth gaya. Aur jaise hi main kamre ke bahar jane laga. Tabhi mummy boli.

Mummy – Kya hua beta? Kaha ja raha hai tu.

Main – Mummy, main bahar nikal jata hu. Tab tak ap kapde pehen lo.

Mummy – Beta, maine kal tujhe bataya tha na ki main tujhse sharminda nahi hu to tu fir wahi sab bate kyu kar raha hai? Chal yahi chup chap beth. Main pooja karke nasta deti hu.

Mummy ki bat sunke main wahi beth gaya. Fir mummy ne apne dudh par bandha peticot khol diya. Aur use neeche karke apni kamar mein bandh liya. Dudh se peticot ke hat te hi mummy ke bade bade dudh mere samne a gaye.

Mummy ke bade bade dudh dekhkar mere muh mein pani a gaya. Mummy ke dudh dekhkar mera mann kar raha tha ki abhi unhe pakad ke chus lu. Magar main jaldbazi nahi kar sakta tha. Main betha betha mummy ke dudh ko dekh raha tha.

Tabhi mummy ne apni safed rang ki bra uthayi. Aur use apni kamar mein dal ke samne se huk lagane lagi. Aur huk lagane ke bad mummy ne apni bra ko peeche ghuma diya. Fir mummy ne apni bra apne dudh par chada li.

Dudh par bra pehante hi mummy ke dudh phad ki tarah tann gaye. Aur mummy apni bra mein hath dal ke apne dudh ko bra mein sahi karne lagi. Main mummy ko hi dekhe ja raha tha. Aur mummy safed bra aur peticot mein qayamat lag rahi thi.

Mummy ka gadraya badan mujhe pagal kar raha tha. Tabhi mummy boli.

Mummy – Kya hua beta? Aisa kya dekh raha hai?

Mummy ki ye bat sunte hi main khada ho gaya. Fir maine jake mummy ko apni baho mein bhar liya. Mere dono hath mummy ki nangi peeth par the. Aur unke tane hue dudh mere seene mein dabb rahe the.

Main – Thank you mummy mujhse sharminda na hone ke liye. Aaj kai dino bad main apko aise dekh raha hu. Warna mujhe to lagne laga tha ki ab ap mujhse sharminda hone lage ho.

Mummy – Beta, kabhi kabhi insan se galti ho jati hai. Jiski wajah se woh samne wale ko galat samjhne lagta hai. Mujhse bhi wahi galti hui thi. Jiski wajah se main aisa sochne lagi thi. Magar sukra hai hum dono ne bate karke ek dusre ko samjh liya.

Main – Ha mummy warna ye meri liye sharam ki bat hoti ki ab apko apne khud ke bete se sharam a rahi hai.

Mummy – Beta, jo ho gaya so ho gaya. Ab aisa kuch nahi hoga.

Main mummy ko gale lagaye khada hua tha. Aur mera lund khada hoke underwear ke ander se mummy ke pet par lag raha tha. Tabhi mummy boli.

Mummy – Chal beta ab chhod bhi de mujhe. Main kab tak aise adhi nangi khadi rahungi.

Mummy ki bat sunke Maine unhe chhod diya. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, ap nangi kaha ho. Bra aur peticot pehen to rakha hai apne. Kahi apko fir se sharam to nahi lag rahi hai.

Mummy – Are nahi beta aise bat nahi hai. Magar kapde to pehnne hi hai.

Mummy ki nazar mere underwear par gayi. Jo samne se utha hua tha. Aur mummy use dekhkar smile kar lagi. Fir mummy apna blouse pehnne lagi. Aur main apne saman wale bag se wahi v shape wali ek kali panty nikal ke le aya. Mere hath main panty dekh ke mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, ye kyu nikal laya tu?

Main – Mummy, aj ise pehen ke dekho na. Ye apke upar aur jayada achi lagegi. Aur apko kafi aram bhi milega.

Mummy – Beta, maine panty pehni hui hai. Ise rehne de.

Main – Mummy, pehni hai to utar do na. Waise bhi konsa jayada time lagta hai. Jaise kal rat jaldi se utar ke mujhe apne panty di thi. Waise hu utar do. Aur aj ye panty pehen ke dekho.

Mummy – Beta, tu itna ziddi kyu hai? Meri pehni hui panty utrwa raha hai.

Main – Mummy, aj ise pehen ke dekho. Taki age se ap ise asani se bech sako. Aap pehnoge to ap dusro ko bhi bata paoge ki ye kitni aram dhayak hai. Aur uper se ap dukan ki malkin ho. Aap to kam se kam achi panty pehna karo.

Mummy – Tu nahi manega beta.

Main – Nahi mummy nahi manunga. Please mummy mere liye. Aur waise bhi rat ko ye panty ap mujhe hi dene wale ho.

Mummy – Hatt badmassh.

Meri bat sunte hi mummy ne apni panty nikal di. Aaj mummy ne cream color ki panty pehni thi. Penty nikal ke mummy ne bed par dal di. Fir maine mummy ko kali panty apne hatho se de di. Mummy mere samne panty pehnne lage.

Aur panty pehnne ke bad woh mujhe smile karte hue dekhne lage. Fir main bola.

Main – Kaisi lag rahi hai mummy panty. Size to theek hai na.

Mummy – Size theek hai beta. Aur kapda bhi sahi lag raha hai.

Main – Ye achi wali panty hai mummy. Ise bade bade gharo ki aurte pehnti hai. Jisse unhe pure din aram milta rahe.

Mummy – Ha beta achi to lag rahi hai. Magar mehngi bhi to hai.

Main – Mummy, apka beta bra panty ki puri dukan chalata hai. Main kam se kam itna to acha kamata hi hu ki apko achi bra panty pehna saku.

Mummy – Chal beta main pooja kar lu. Fir tujhe nasta deti hu. Aaj ye bra panty ki bato mein itna time nikal gaya.

Mummy ki bat sunke hum dono hasne lage. Fir mummy pooja karne lagi. Pooja karne ke bad hum dono ne sath mein nasta kiya. Fir main dukan par a gaya. Aur dukan par ate hi peeche wale counter ke peeche jake maine apna underwear nikal diya.

Aur ab main sirf ek dheele dhale kacche mein a gaya. Jiske ander jhulta mera lund saf saf dikh raha tha. Main dukan khol ke beth gaya. Fir kuch customer a gaye. Jinke sath main busy ho gaya. Fir free hote hi maine aj ki aur kal ki sare bate Rahul bhaiya ko bata di.

Rahul bhaiya bhi ye jankar khus ho gaye ki main apni manjil ke kafi karib hu. Sari bate sunke unhone mujhe kaha ki aj mouka acha hai. Tum thoda age badh sakte ho. Fir Rahul bhaiya ne mujhe age kya karna hai. Sab samjha diya.

Rahul bhaiya ka idea sunke mera lund kacche mein khada ho gaya. Jo mere dheele dhale kacche mein saf dikh raha tha. Main mummy ke bare mein soche ja raha tha. Jisse mera lund ek dum tight khada hua tha. Fir theek 11 baje mummy bhi dukan par a gayi.

Fir jaise hi mummy dukan ke ander ayi. Unki pehli nazar mere khade lund par gayi. Jise maine masal masal ke khada kar rakha tha. Mere khade lund ko dekhne ke bad mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Fir woh mere samne stool par beth gayi.

Main jankar apni tange faila ke betha tha. Jisse mera lund mummy ko bhi jayada dikhayi de. Aur hua bhi waisa hi mummy ki nazar bar bar mere lund par ja rahi thi. Tabhi mummy ne customer ki bat kar di.

Mummy – Beta, abhi tak boni hui ya nahi.

Main – Ho gayi mummy. Aaye the 2-3 log saman lene.

Mummy bat to customer ki kar rahi thi. Magar unki nazar bar bar mere lund par ja rahi thi. Fir main aur mummy kafi der tak normal bate karte rahe. Main jan kar normal bat kar raha tha. Taki mummy ko ye na lage ki main hamesha apne lund ki hi bat karta hu.

Main mummy se bate kiye ja raha tha. Aur unki nazar bar bar mere lund par ja rahi thi. Fir kuch der normal bate karne ke bad main ek dum se bol pada.

Main – Mummy, ap bar bar mere kacche ki taraf kyu dekh rahe ho?

Mummy – Nahi nahi beta aisa nahi hai.

Main – Mummy, main janta hu mere kacche ke ander ye khada pada hai. Isiliye apki nazar bar bar neeche mere kacche par ja rahi hai.

Mummy – Beta, ab ismein kya kar sakte hai. Tu aisa jankar thodi kar raha hai.

Main – Ha mummy jankar to nahi kar raha hu. Magar mera ye hai ki manta hi nahi hai. Abe beth ja sale. Jab dekho to khada hoke pareshan karne lagta hai.

Meri bat sunke mummy jor jor se hasne lagi.

Main – Hass lo mummy hass lo. Yaha apka beta iski wajah se pareshan hai. Aur apko hassi a rahi hai.

Mummy – Are nahi beta aisa nahi hai. Tu ek dum se aise bola to mujhe hassi a gayi.

Main – Mummy, main kya karu iska? Jab dekho ye aise hi khada ho jata hai. Ise kitna shant kar lo. Magar ye aisa hi rehta hai. Mummy ye aisa kyu rehta hai? Kya meri umar ke har ladke ke sath aisa hota hai.

Hi everyone, I am back with another real story of mine. This was with my maid Swati. Thank you for all the love you guys gave to my previous stories with Taniya and Sharon. I am sorry if I didn’t respond to some emails or messages.

Coming back to the story about Swati, a small background. I got a new job in Hyderabad last year in Feb.. It’s the same job for which I have to travel to Dubai, the UK and other places frequently. Initially, I was living in a co-living space, but it didn’t give me proper privacy.

So, I shifted to a 1.5 BHK flat after 6 months. It basically had an additional room that could be used as an additional servant quarter or maybe a store room. 7ft by 10ft was the dimension. The owner had not even put a lock on the room.  It was right next to the common washroom.

Now, one requirement I needed was to get a maid for cooking, cleaning, etc. I told the watchman to inform anyone looking for a job. The watchman came with two maids the same weekend to introduce. Turns out, one was a regular in the building, but she had her hands full.

She had got a friend of hers who was new to this. This girl’s name was Swati. I explained to her that I needed someone to cook and clean the house, plus clothes. She agreed to the amount of 6k. Once in the morning, to cook breakfast and lunch, plus clean the house.

Then again in the evening to cook dinner since I preferred getting fresh food. She was asking for 10k. But I told her even 6k was too much since many times I won’t be in the city either. Since she didn’t have any other work and needed the job badly, she agreed.

The next day onwards, she would come at 7:30 am (which usually would be my wakeup alarm). I would open the door, then go and start getting fresh while she made breakfast for me. While I had my breakfast, she would start cleaning the house and put clothes in for washing.

I would leave for work by 9 to 9:30, when she would have my lunch ready and would leave the house with me. In the evening, I used to be back at 5:30 pm. She would come by 6:30 pm, cook dinner, and leave by 8:00 pm.

Slowly, as the trust built with her, I gave her a key to the flat. She could open the door herself in the morning. It allowed me to sleep an extra 30 minutes. One Saturday, when I was at the flat, I got up at 8 am out of habit and sat for breakfast.

Swati was busy mopping the floor and cleaning stuff. So, out of boredom, I asked Swati about herself and who all she had in her family. She said that she is married and has a 3-year-old child back in her village. Her in-laws take care of their child.

Her husband works as a security guard at a call centre on the night shift. She got married when she was 19 and had a child when she was 20. She was 24 now. She and her husband kept their kid with her in-laws because of finances. I could see she broke down a bit when she spoke about her kid.

However, my wicked mind started sending signals. I started noticing Swati. She was 5ft 1inch tall and had an amazing figure of 34-26-33. She had a fair complexion and didn’t really look like a maid. She used to wear a salwar kameez with a low cut showing her milky white cleavage.

Even a decent amount of her back, too, used to be exposed. Instead of feeling empathy towards her, I started feeling horny. My eyes kept following a cleavage while she squatted and mopped the floor. She was sweating a bit and the sweat in her cleavage was making it shiny even more.

I then asked her how they manage their expenses and did she got another job as well. She said she hasn’t got another one yet. It was tough with her and her husband’s salary. Her husband was getting 15k because of the night shift, and she was getting 6k.

They used to manage everything in 10k and send the rest of the amount home. That day, before she left in the evening, I gave her 2000 rupees. I told her to buy something for herself and her kid and send it home. She was so happy when she got it and kept thanking me.

That night, I masturbated thinking about her boobs and ass. I was missing my wife. Plus, my next trip to Navi Mumbai or Dubai was at least a month away. So, neither Taniya nor Sharon would be available. I decided that it would be best if I could make this one a permanent option while I am here in hyderabad.

The next morning, Swati was in a really good mood when she came to work. She made aloo paratha for breakfast and went about her work. I took all the chances I could to stare or get a view of her cleavage when she started mopping the floor. This continued for 3-4 days.

I was trying to figure out how I would get to fuck and enjoy this beauty. On Wednesday, she told me that she needed 10k advance if I could give it. I asked her why, and then she started crying. She said that her kid and father-in-law had an accident while they had gone to town and were admitted to the hospital.

Her husband has taken leave for a week to go there. But he was not getting any advance from his company. I asked her, “Won’t you be going?” she said no because she had got a second job 2 days back. If she goes, she will lose that job. She said she would repay the amount from her salary.

I gave her 10k and told her not to worry. I asked her if she would be staying alone while her husband was gone, and she said yes. So I suggested to her to stay here in the flat for a week. There was a small room where she could sleep. There was an additional mattress which could be used.

It would be easier for her to work and manage till the work is done. She said she would talk to her husband and let me know. I told her it was only for her convenience and security since she would otherwise be alone. She said okay.

The next day, Thursday in the morning, she came with a small bag which had a few clothes of hers. I was happy to realize that she will now be staying here. I decided that it would be best to make a move this weekend. That evening, I told Swati to have her dinner with me. She had her dinner and quietly ate her food.

At night, she changed into a maxi before going to sleep in the room. I went into my room, changed into my shorts and T-shirt and went to bed. I had to get up and go for 3 client meetings.

The next day, when I got up, I saw that Swati had already woken up and was sweeping the flat. She was still in her maxi. On seeing me, she told me that she had made breakfast for me already. I told her that I would freshen up and come. In the meantime, please warm it up.

I brushed my teeth, freshened up and came out. I sat on the dining table where Swati had laid the breakfast. She then went back to sweeping the floor. She was bending and sweeping the floor with the broom. It gave me a full view of her milky white boobs. She was wearing a red bra. I immediately got a hard-on.

While I was staring at the view, I think Swati got the intuition that I was doing the same. She then turned around so that I would not see her boobs. But she ended up showing the outline of her ass to me. Her maxi, a part of it, was stuck between her ass crack.

My erection became harder. I felt like grabbing her immediately, but I controlled myself. I quickly finished my breakfast, kept the plates on the kitchen table and went to take a shower. I masturbated in the shower, thinking of her boobs and ass. After that I settled down, completed my shower and came out.

I got ready as I was getting late. When I came out of the room, I saw that Swati had finished mopping the floor. She then went to the bathroom to change and got into a Salwar kameez. I realized that she was going for her other job. I told her that my last meeting would be by 7:30 pm. I would be back by 8:30 pm.

She said she would keep my dinner ready by the time I was back. After that, I left for the office. The first two meetings went well. But the last client said that we could meet up next week on Tuesday as he was not 100% well. So I was wrapped up by 3 pm and decided to go home.

I was home by around 4 pm. I went straight to my room. I heard the shower in the common washroom being used. I assumed that Swati must be having a bath. I didn’t think of it much and went to my room. I changed into my T-shirt and shorts and came out thinking of making tea for myself and Swati.

While going to the kitchen, I realized the bathroom door was slightly open. I could still hear the shower running. For a moment, I had a bit of doubt whether Swati was even back home. I slowly walked to the washroom and decided to take a peak. The sight I saw gave me a super hard instant erection.

Swati was bathing naked. Her eyes closed, Her fair smooth skin with her tight tits with the water drooping from her nipples. Even her pussy was neatly trimmed. She had a cute and tight bubble butt. It seems that she had not realized that I had entered the flat as she only expected me later.

To confirm my doubts, I slowly tiptoed to her room and saw that she had left her clothes on the mattress there. So, most likely she only took her towel in the washroom and had planned to change in her room. Suddenly, I heard a bit of a moan from the washroom.

I went back to peep and saw that Swati had started masturbating in the washroom. She was standing and resting on her back, her eyes closed and rhythmically moving her left-hand fingers over her pussy. Biting her lips. This drove me crazy.

My mind started working fast. I felt this would be my best chance. The hard erection and horniness were making it difficult to think straight. I decided that it had to be now and quickly dropped my shorts and removed my T-shirt, getting naked.

I, however, waited for a minute or two to see if her moaning increased or her pace of fingering was increasing. Then, as expected, her breathing became a bit heavier, and she became a bit more quick with her fingering. I decided to enter the washroom now slowly trying not to make noise.

Her moaning was loud enough. I matched my steps to her moaning sound. As I got close enough, I decided to pounce on her. My right hand went straight to finger the pussy. I caught her neck and immediately planted a kiss on her lips to prevent her from screaming. She opened her eyes in shock.

She tried to push me away and broke the lip lock. But I caught both her hands and pushed them behind her back. I held them with my right hand and closed her mouth with my left hand. She kept resisting, but I was too strong for her.

I dragged her out to her room and pushed her down on the mattress. She was free from my grip.

Swati – Please let me go. What are you doing?

Me – Fulfilling what you were doing in the washroom.

Swati – No, please, I am married. Please don’t.

Me – Can’t help, my dick needs to taste you.

Now, before she could say any further, I again pounced on her. I folded her hands above her head and held it tight with my left hand. My right hand covered her mouth. I adjusted my body, making her spread her legs with my legs. I positioned myself, ready to push my dick inside her pussy.

I then lay on top of her, removed my hand and started kissing her vigorously. She was resisting the kiss and not responding. I moved my right hand to her pussy and started fingering her. It was already wet. When I touched her clitoris, she jerked hard.

I continued to finger her, putting up to 3 fingers inside her already wet pussy while she was continuously trying to break free. She was keeping her eyes closed. Slowly, her body stopped jerking. I realized that she was giving in to it. Soon, she started responding to my smooch and started kissing me back.

I continued fingering her but removed my grip over her hands. I realized that she was now responding positively and had totally given in. Her smooch started to become more aggressive while I continued to finger her. Her hands started holding me tight. Her eyes were still closed.

I broke the smooch and stopped the fingering. She arched back, gave a gasp, and opened her eyes. I could see that she had given up all inhibitions and wanted to get fucked. I quickly positioned my dick at her pussy. Before she could utter anything, she thrust it in with one powerful jerk.

She let out a big moan but covered her mouth with her own hands to reduce the sound. I started pumping her hard with powerful trust. I could feel my dick hitting some wall inside. Tears started rolling down her eyes. I think it was more because of the inevitable that she had given in to the temptation.

I kept fucking her hard, and her body started moving as per my thrust and in rhythm. After some 20-22 strokes, she started arching her back. I could feel her pussy walls contracting and squeezing my dick. She was reaching her orgasm. I increased my pace.

Suddenly, she caught hold of my neck, pulled me towards her and kissed me hard while holding my body tight. Her entire body started shivering, and she let out a huge orgasm. It made me go even wild. I pumped her at max speed and emptied my entire hot load into her pussy.

My body started jerking. I actually emptied a lot in 3 – 4 jerks inside her pussy and then ended up collapsing on Swati. Then, both of us lay down beside each other without saying a word. Swati was breathing heavily, but I could see a glow on her face, and her eyes were closed.

I could make out that she was satisfied and happy but I was not done yet. After 5 minutes, I again jumped, kissing her vigorously. She, too responded back and also put her arms around my neck. I then pulled back, and she asked me, “I am hard already?”

I just smiled, rubbed my dick on her dripping pussy and pushed in inside in one go. We fucked in missionary position for some time then I told her to get on top of me. We then did cowgirl. She was really aggressively grinding her pussy on my dick in gyrating motions.

After about 4-5 minutes, I told her to get on all four, and I started fucking her doggy style. I caught hold of her hair and pulled it back. I kept fucking her hard. She had given in totally and was enjoying the fuck. Her pussy walls again started contracting.

I could feel my climax building up. She started saying harder. I increased my pace of pumping, and we both climaxed together. We lay there for some time before she got up and went to clean herself in the washroom. I, too, joined her in the washroom.

She was surprised at first about how horny I was and my libido. We made out in the shower. I told her that I was going to devour her completely till she was here. Later in the evening, while she was making food, I went and brought an iPill and a packet of condoms.

She said that she didn’t need an iPill and that she was already on Birth control. She was okay, and we could do it without a condom. That night, she slept with me in my room. We fucked again in the night, and she even gave me a blow this time.

The next morning, I got up before her and decided to lick her pussy. I ate her delicious pussy in the morning and made her cum twice. Then she gave me a blowjob and made me cum. The best part was that this time she swallowed my cum. Amazing feeling.

We fucked 8-10 times that weekend, and I even took her anal virginity. The whole time she stayed with me, every night we would fuck at least 2-3 times and another session in the morning. After her husband came back, our fuck sessions would be in the morning.

She used to come early and wake me up with a blowjob and swallow my cum. I used to give her then a blowjob till she cum. We would then fuck, after which I used to take a shower while she prepared my breakfast.

Once on a Saturday, I even fucked her while she was preparing breakfast while standing in the kitchen. She really was an amazing fuck buddy. Please don’t ask for her details as she doesn’t want to do this with anyone else. So sorry, guys, I can’t share it.

If anyone is interested in having discreet fun and the time of their life, housewives, working girls or college girls, mail me at [email protected].

I am a 26-year-old engineer working in Dadar. I am fair, average-built, 5’7″ and have turned a few male heads. I have some fat on my belly and boobs (around A cup) and have a great ass. My dick is around 4 inches, and I enjoy occasional cross-dressing.

I was dressed formally with frameless glasses and travelled by local train from Panvel every day. On the day that this story happened, it was Friday. I left the office by 5.30 in hopes of scoring a hookup. I scrambled through Grinder but couldn’t find anything decent.

So, I gave up and got into the 2×2 compartment. It is the 2nd door of the 2nd bogie from the CST end. Usually, gay men take it in hopes of finding some action. The train was packed, but I was enjoying being pressed against men.

After a couple of stations, some people got down, and some boarded. There was movement in the compartment, and a man happened to be behind me. He wasn’t carrying his bag in front (like most Mumbaikars do), and his lap was wide open.  I adjusted myself so that my ass was perfectly aligned with his dick.

I slowly pushed my ass behind him and pressed it on his dick. The motion of the train helped me grind on it without much effort. At this point, I think he noticed what was going on.

He meekly kept his hand on my waist. I guess he was unsure and just testing the waters. In the meantime, his dick was slowly getting harder and getting into the position between the ass cheeks. I decided to give him some encouragement and held his hand.

He then pushed his hand down and grabbed my dick and balls through my pants. I was shocked but had to control myself as we were in a crowd. He was rubbing his dick on me while rubbing my dick with his hand. I was enjoying it. But the train journey came to an end, and we both got down at Panvel.

I was happy to know that he lived there. We got out of the crowd, stood to one side, and talked. He was slightly taller than me, a bald man in his late 40s, and he had some fat on his stomach. He said his wife was out of town. He had a place if I would like to join him for the evening.

I was not sure, as I didn’t find him attractive. But he came across as gentle and kind. Then, I was so turned on that I decided to give him a chance and see where it went. So we took an auto and went to his place. His apartment was on a higher floor in a high-rise building with a great view.

He poured a large one of whiskey and asked if I drank. I nodded yes, so he gave it to me and went off to take a bath. I was nervous, so I emptied my drink and poured myself another one. After a couple of seconds, he slightly opened the bathroom door and asked if I wanted to join.

Of course, I was way too horny to wait for him. I gulped the drink, got naked, and joined him. He was standing under the shower in his wet underwear and perfectly showing the outline of his dick. It was still soft, but it was already huge. He held my hand, pulled me in, and held me close.

He looked into my eyes and slowly moved in for a kiss. I was reluctant but decided to reciprocate with a closed-mouth lip kiss. His hands were going all over my body, pressing my butt and punching my boobs. He then stopped to tell me that he noticed me as soon as he got in and found me attractive.

He was secretly hoping I was gay. Well, all that made me extremely horny. I pulled his undies and got on my knees while looking at him and started stroking his dick. It was a huge dick, around 6 inches, but with good girth. It was very thick.

I started sucking it, although it barely fit in my mouth. I could only take half of it, but I was really horny and sucked it anyway. After a while, he held my head and started pushing his dick in, letting out a loud moan. I could feel it going through my throat. He was fucking it like a pussy.

The bathroom was echoing with the sound of me choking. I was gasping for little bits of air between the thrusts. I was in pain, but the slut inside me was happy. The thought of being used by another man was amazing, and I let him do whatever he wanted.

After 10 minutes of intense deep-throating, he was about to come. He pushed his dick in my throat hard and held it there. I couldn’t breathe, but he pumped all his cum there. I had no option but to swallow. Then he pulled me up and kissed me tightly, with our tongues wrestling each other.

We cleaned up and went outside. He wore a boxer and a loose t-shirt while I just wrapped the towel around me, considering I would be getting naked for another round. We sat and drank for a while. Both got pretty drunk after a while.

He told me that his wife isn’t really out of town but left him a couple of years ago. She had an affair with one of her colleagues and is now living with him. He also said that my physique and face cut were really similar to hers and reminded him of her. He got really sad.

So I got close to him and hugged him tight. He hugged me back. I slowly kissed him on his cheeks, moved my lips close to his, and looked at him. I told him that he’s a great person and deserves a lot better than that bitch. He looked at me and kissed me like a lover who was kissing his girl after a long separation.

Our hands were moving all over each other’s bodies. I took his t-shirt off and kissed his neck, then moved down to suck on his nipples. I sucked and bit them lightly, and he moaned in pleasure. I moved down and took his boxers off. His dick was already hard, and I took it in my mouth.

I went up and down on it, sucking on his balls. He was in heaven. My head was wobbling while sucking his dick like a slut. He made me stand, turned me around, and was rubbing my asshole with his thumb. I thought he was going to finger me, so I bent down on the Coffee table.

I arched my back and bent my legs to get in position. But to my surprise, he started licking my ass hole. I was surprised, pleasantly. He was running his tongue up and down like a starved peasant. Started tongue-fucking me. I was in the seventh heaven.

I had no sense of where I was, but I only knew that I was having too much fun. I was now getting aroused and wanted him to bang me like a slut. I pushed his head back and rested my asshole on his dick, and said, “Fuck me, Daddy, Fuck me like a whore.”

He picked me up and threw me on the couch on my back. He got on top of me, rested his dick on my hole, and whispered to me, “You want me to fuck you?’
I said, “Yes, please, Daddy, put it in. Let me feel your throbbing dick inside me, I beg you.”

So he obeyed and shoved all of it in in a single go. Now I was horny from all that ass-licking, but not enough for me to take his thick monster in all at once. I let out a loud, feminine scream. He was proud of himself but also concerned. He asked, “Are you ok?” I said, “Yeah, give me a minute to adjust.”

So he waited patiently for some time. Then, I started moving it slowly. In and out. I was getting the hang of it and started enjoying it. I wrapped my legs around him and slowly pushed on his hips. He slowly increased his pace. I was feeling my ass getting stretched, but I was enjoying it at the same time.

The feeling of a man fucking me made me horny enough to keep going. There were loud sounds of his body slapping on mine, combined with my moaning. “Aah. Oh yeah, fuck me harder, Daddy. I am your slut.” He was fucking me really hard.

I could feel my insides moving around. After some time, I could feel that he was about to cum, so I started stroking my cock so we could come at the same time. He started grunting while making quick, deep thrusts. Finally, he cum, and so did I.

I was feeling my cum flow out while he was pumping his fluids deep inside me. All these sensations had me shivering and twitching like I was having a stroke. I lost all control of my mind but was in the seventh heaven. After I came to my senses, I saw he had buried his head in my chest and was resting peacefully.

After that, we cleaned ourselves, got dressed, and left. Before leaving, I gave him a small kiss and promised myself that I’d have a nice surprise for him the next time we met.

Stay tuned to find out what happened next. If you enjoyed the story or have any feedback, feel free to reach me at [email protected].

My name is Adalia. I am half Indian and half British. I am 21 years old. I completed my higher secondary studies in Kerala and moved to Bengaluru for my college. This happened when I was 19 years old. I was in my first year in college at Bengaluru.

It was a clear and warm day, and the college was celebrating our annual day function. Everybody could wear anything they want but neatly. I wore a modern black saree which I wore for the first time in my life. I was so excited.

My roommates said because I had an hourglass-shaped body I looked good (this is not a sex story, but I am adding my sizes anyway 34-25-36. I was 5’4″ tall and weighed around 49 kg. My facial structure is like with doe eyes (not gonna brag but I have a good jawline) a button nose and bow-shaped lips).

The function started 5 at evening. But we had to get there early because of some duties from the students club. The program was said to be conducted till midnight. But a fight between the seniors made the function stop at 10. Everyone left and the club members had to arrange the stage back to normal and just like that, most of them went home leaving the work to us 5 people.

I had to move all the covers filled with waste papers to the back of the building (it was pretty hard to move that thing while wearing a saree). When I reached there, it started to rain hard and I somehow ran to the old storage room with no roof and stood there for a while hoping the rain would stop after a few minutes. But it didn’t.

Suddenly, my mom called me and the phone died at the same time. But I heard someone running towards the storage room. It was that guy who I said looked cute to my roommates in a truth or dare game. He didn’t see since I was sitting under an old table. At that time, something flew near my nose and I sneezed hard. Then he looked under the table and saw me sitting there in a hugging knee pose.

[Flashback: It was a Sunday afternoon when me and my roommates/my besties were bored and decided to play truth or dare. Then came my name and Aadwika asked me to say the name of the guy I found attractive in our college since I picked the truth and of course, I said that guy’s name “Ishaan”. (He was 20 and moved from Mumbai to Bengaluru with his family to a big flat a few kilometers away from the college) and yes, the next time I had to dare, and I was asked to say that straight to his face. It turned out how I imagined, he said he was not looking for a relationship right now.]

He asked me what I was doing there and I explained how I ended up there. Then he called one of his friends to ask whether they left without him or not. He put his phone on speaker mode to hear because of the loud raining sound. His friends picked up the call and said they had left and were hanging out at another one of his friend’s place.

He called many bad words in Hindi and looked down, seeing me he ended the call and told me to stand up. Then he grabbed my hand and told me to run as fast as possible to the college building. When we reached there, he looked at me and saw my saree on dirt and mud.

He said sorry for that and asked me where I lived. And I told him my address. Then we had a little chat. We chatted in English because I didn’t know his language and he didn’t know mine.

Ishaan: How will you get there?

Me: I don’t know, my phone died so I can’t call anyone.

Ishaan: Try using my phone.

Me (looked at his phone and saw it in 1%): What is this? Are you trolling me?

Ishaan: I am sorry, I didn’t notice it.

Me: ….

Ishaan:…

(After a minute gap.)

Ishaan: So, what now?

Me: I will stay until someone comes.

Ishaan: Okay, if you don’t take it another way, can I ask something?

Me (blushed hard): Wha..what is it?

Ishaan: Do you want to come to my apartment?

Me: What n.. no way.

Ishaan: I knew you would say no.

I asked since you complimented me that day.

Me: (blushed hard again).

Ishaan: You’re blushing (with a small smile).

Me: N.. no, I’m not (while blushing).

Ishaan: C’mon yaar, just till the rain stops. I’ll drop you to your place after that.

Me: O.. okay (blushed), but how do we get there?

Ishaan: I have a bike just outside the college. We have to make a run for it or just wait here I’ll come back.

Me: You’ll not leave me here, right?

Ishaan: No, just stay here.

Then he took his bike and picked me up and went to his apartment. Be said there was an elevator in the parking lot. We went to the parking lot elevator and saw the almost-filled elevator.

Me: Are you sure we go in there with them?

Ishaan: Yeah.

Me (I yelled): Are you blind or something? I am soaking wet.

Everybody looked at us. And I thought about what I just said. Then I covered my face with my hands and leaned forward to him.

Ishaan: Hey, it’s okay, trust me (with a small smile).

Me: Mmhm..

Since the elevator was silent, I heard some aunties talking about me and him with a low voice. I looked at one of them and they said, “Oi, she’s looking at us” and had a small group laughing.

The elevator stopped at the 12th floor and he told me to move this was our floor. Then he took me to his apartment. It was an apartment with three rooms, a kitchen, an attached bathroom in every room, and one common bathroom.

Ishaan: Welcome to my house.

Me (smiled and asked): Where are your parents?

Ishaan: Oh, they went to my uncle’s house for his birthday and will not be back until Tuesday.

Me: Oh…

Ishaan: C’mon, I’ll show you the washroom.

Me (went to the common bathroom): I’ll use this washroom.

Ishaan: N… no you can’t.

Me: Why, why can’t I?

Ishaan: Beca.. because one of the pipes broke in there and that’s for the guests.

Me: What do you mean, okay then I’ll use your sister’s.

Ishaan: No, she locks it every time she goes out. Use mine.

Me: Okay, whatever.

Then he showed me his room and washroom. He told me that I could use one of his t-shirts and said he would find his sister’s pants somewhere before I came out from the shower. Then he went outside the room.

I started to remove my dirty saree and undies, placed them in the basket, and went to take a shower. To be honest, he kept his bathroom clean and smelled great. When I was thinking how I would use his soap, I saw a shower gel in the corner and I used it. I felt relaxed.

Then I finished my bath, wrapped a towel around me, and went outside the bathroom. I looked for his t-shirt that fit me and ended up finding nothing. But so many black t-shirts. At last, I found an oversized red and black checked shirt. Then I took that outside and removed my towel.

Unexpectedly the movement, I removed the towel the door opened and he came inside. I covered my body with his shirt that was in my hand. He froze and his eyes widened. I screamed and said to get out.

He quickly placed his sister’s shorts on the bed and ran outside. I stood there and sobbed a little from the shock. Then I put on the dress, gained some courage, and went outside with my dirty clothes. I asked him where the laundry room was. He showed me and asked if he could do that for me and I said no. Then I came outside the room after putting the dress in the washing machine.

Ishaan: Hey, I’m sorry I should have knocked I’m sorry (with a blushed face).

Me: It’s.. It’s okay. Don’t tell anyone about this okay? (blushed)

Ishaan: Okay (small smile while blushing).

Ishaan: You know how to cook, right?

Me: Yeah, not so great but I can.

Ishaan: Good, I can’t, so can you prepare something? The network is not so working right now, so I can’t order anything.

Me: Okay, let me see what we got.

He thanked me and I went to the kitchen. The rain didn’t stop. Later when I was making tea for us, I saw him taking off his tee. I felt something I’d never experienced. It was something that was unexplainable. My face was turning red. I knew something was not right. My legs started to unbalance. Just after a while when I was going to put sugar in the tea, I felt that again that feeling again. It started to get stronger and stronger.

Right after I added sugar, I felt someone’s hands on my waist. Ishaan was right behind me. Then I turned around and there was no space between us. The atmosphere turned cold to hot instantly. He grabbed my hands and pinned me against the wall and leaned forward. His face rode and smelled on my neck.

I felt uncomfortably good. He kissed my neck and moved to my lips. I could feel him breathing on my face. That hot and pleasant smell of sweat and the shower gel made me weak.

Me: What are you doing? (while panting)

Ishaan: I don’t know (breathing hard).

Me: We can’t do this (feeling goosebumps).

Ishaan: I know you want this, don’t hold back (kissed me on the lips).

My eyes started to fill with tears. But I wasn’t sad or happy. I didn’t know what to do. I was weak both mentally and physically. Then he started to move his hands from my waist to my boobs. He squeezed them and pinched the nipples.

Me: Ahh… ahh… ahh… stop that (panting).

Ishaan: No, don’t hold back, let it out.

Continued to pinch my nipples. Then with a loud moan, I came,

Me: Aaahhhhh… (almost fainted).

He caught me and carried me to his room. Then he gently placed me on the bed and started to remove my shirt. I wasn’t wearing any undies so he removed my shorts too. He gently touched my vagina.

Me: Aahhh..Don’t touch there (with stuttering).

Ishaan: Relax a bit.

Me (moaned): Mmm…

Then he inserted his two fingers inside my vagina.

Me: Aahhhh…

He slowly touched the inside. The sensations were going to melt me from the inside. Then he started to lick and thrust his tongue into my vagina.

Me: D… don’t lick there it’s dir… dirr… dirty, ahhhh…

He continued to do that and I couldn’t control myself and came a lot more than the first time. I’ve only watched porn videos two or three times because I was busy studying and didn’t get to use my mobile very often. I never ever masturbated once in my life because I was scared if something happened to my vagina. Also, never I told anyone about this my entire life because I thought everybody would make fun of me.

Then he stood up and took off his pants. It was a clean hard 7.5-inch penis. He grabbed my hair and said –

Ishaan: Suck it…

I, with half-consciousness, said –

Me: W.. wait I don’t…

He put his penis inside my mouth. It was big, warm, slimy, and salty, mostly slimy. Then he held my head there for a minute until I almost choked. Then he started to move my head forward and backward. I gagged a few times.

After some time, he stopped and came inside my mouth. It was warm, salty, and a little bitter sticky slime inside my mouth.

Ishaan: I am sorry, I couldn’t hold it back.

He handed me a towel to clean my mouth. But I wasn’t able to do it myself. So he cleaned it for me. Then he went to my ears and whispered, “It’s not over yet”. My eyes opened wide and looked at him. He then kissed me hard. At this point, I was so confused about what I should do. Then I closed my eyes and kissed him hard just like he did to me. He pushed me to the bed and went on top of me.

Ishaan: Can I put it in?

I was confused about what I should say.

Me: Please be gentle (blushed).

Then he was teasing my clitoris with his tip. I was getting wetter and wetter.

Me: Ahh.. ahh.. ahh…

Ishaan: Ask for it (with a smirk).

Me: P.. put it in.. put it in..

Ishaan: What? I can’t hear you. Say louder.

Me: Put… it… in…, please…

Ishaan: Oh, you want me to put it in? Why didn’t you say so? (smirks)

He then put his hard cock inside my vagina. As he was putting it in, my hymen stretched and blood was on his penis. I was in a lot of pain.

Me: Aaahhhhh… n… n… no….please stop please (cries).

He tried to comfort me,

Ishaan (gently): Hey.. hey.. it’s alright, this is normal, just relax.

Me (while crying): N… no… I can’t relax.

Ishaan: It’s okay, it’s okay.. (kissed me on the lips)

After a minute, his dick was completely inside me. It was really touching at the end. I told him to stay like that and not move. But he ended up pulling his cock out. Then he wiped my blood from his cock and lubed it with my love juice.

Ishaan: You’ll feel good from now on.

Me: Are you sure?

Ishaan: Trust me.

Then he gently put his cock back inside and started to thrust slowly.

Me: Aahh.. aahh.. aahh.. aahh..

Ishaan: Ohh.. oh yes.. oh.. You’re so tight, try to relax a bit.

Me: Ahh.. ahh.. ahh…

Ishaan: You’re squeezing me so hard, ahh..

Suddenly, he started to speed up his thrust. But along with that, he did something else. He started to pinch my nipples so hard that I extremely cummed.

He then flipped me over and raised my butt, then continued to thrust. But this time was a mix of speeds. I was not feeling the pain I felt at first. The sensations started to feel good now. The conversations started to get smaller and smaller. Again after some thrusts, I cummed again.

We were covered in sweat. It was so hot that we couldn’t even feel the coldness from the pouring rain. He stopped for a minute to catch his breath.

Ishaan: I love you so much. (breathes heavily)

Me: Mmm.. (breathes heavily).

Then he turned me sideways and tried to insert it. That position was not so great.

Ishaan: Do you feel good?

He covered my mouth with his hand and sped up the thrust. After a minute, he stopped.

Ishaan: Now, it’s your turn. (breathes heavily)

Me: What d.. do you mean my t..turn? (breathes heavily)

Then he put me on top of him. I was so weak that I fell on top of him. Then I raised my head and kissed him. I sat on his dick and tried to put it in. Since I was so wet, his dick went smoothly inside my vagina.

Me: Aaahhhh..

Ishaan: Oh yes…

Me: Mmm.. mmm…Do you like that?

He grabbed and squeezed my ass so hard that when I stopped moving, he grabbed my ass and moved it so fast while I was kissing him. I came again.

Me: Mmm… can we stop? I am… I am tired.

Ishaan: Hold it together (squeeze and bite my nipple). I am about to cum.

Me: Ahh… ahh..

Ishaan: I can’t pull out, ahh…

Me: N… no, aaahhhh…

Ishaan: Sorry, I couldn’t control myself.

Me: What have you done, no..!

Ishaan: Aren’t you on your safe day? I thought you were on that day because you didn’t say anything. What do we do now?

Me: What’s a safe day? (like I said, my knowledge about sex was very low compared to an average girl. I always avoided that type of group chat, I was told that if semen goes inside the vagina any day you will get pregnant. I always thought I would do these kinds of things after the marriage so I didn’t bother about that very much)

Ishaan: Wait, so you don’t know what that is? You got to be kidding me. (laughed)

Me: Tell me, what is it?

Ishaan: Don’t bother about that now. Research about that in your free time.

Just wait for a week, buy a pregnancy test kit, and inform me.

Me: What if it is positive? (looked in his eyes)

Ishaan (looked back at me in my eyes, moved the hair from my face): I’ll figure something out don’t worry. (smiled)

Then I hugged him so tightly and slept under his arms. He held me close and we slept and the rain never stopped. His room was facing east, so the early sun rays fell on us and woke me up. It was almost 6:15 am. I put on his shirt and those shorts, and I went straight to the kitchen for some tea. While the water was boiling up, I quickly brushed my mouth with his brush (it was disgusting at first).

Then I went to the kitchen again and finished up the tea and I moved to the balcony. Right after my first sip, he came and hugged me from the back and took my tea.

Me: There’s another cup for you in the kitchen.

Ishaan: No, I’ll take this cup, you go and take that.

Me: You lazy ass.

Ishaan laughed and spilled tea on the floor.

Me: Clean that yourself.

Ishaan: Hey c’mon, you can do that, right?

Then he came near the door frame, set his tea on the stool nearby, and grabbed my waist.

Ishaan: Won’t you do it for me? (looked me in the eyes with his innocent eyes)

Me (fell for his innocent eyes and accepted): Okay fine, I’ll do it you dump ass.

Ishaan laughed. Just then the door opened (we had only locked the door with keys last night and he had the duplicate and the main key was in his parents’ hand). His mother came inside and saw us in the worst way possible. We were so close and he was pulling up my shirt and half of my back was visible.

Brinda (mom): What are you doing?! What is all this?

He quickly took his hands off me and I moved behind him and turned my head down.

Mom: Who is this girl?

Ishaan: Mummy, this is Adalia, and she’s my friend.

Mom: And why’s your friend dressed up like that, huh?!

Ishaan: Mummy, yesterday it rained hard and she was alone in college after the program. So, I invited her here until the rain stopped and I gave my clothes to her.

Mom: Why didn’t you give your sister’s clothes?

Ishaan: I only found these shorts in the drying area.

Mom: Can I ask you something else?

Ishaan: Yes mom…

Mom: What in the goddam hell was going on when I came inside, huh?

Ishaan: Actually mummy, we were just..

Mom: We were just what? Hey you, what was your name again?

Me: Adalia.

Mom: Adalia, are you a Hindu?

Me: N… no….I am actually Christian (with a nervous look).

Mom: Oh, you’re a Christian, give me your mother’s number.

Me: Oh, please no, I’ll do anything, anything you say.

Ishaan: Mom, please don’t do this.

Mom (to Ishaan): You, shut up.

Mom (to me): Give me your mother’s number.

Me: No, I’ll. I’ll do anything you say (on the verge of tears).

Mom: Keep the tears to yourself, and give your mother’s number.

Me: Please… (cries).

Ishaan: Mom, this is too far.

Just then, his father and elder sister came in.

Ashok (dad): What is going on? The neighbors are hearing what you guys are shouting.

Dad: Brinda, who is this girl?

Ishita (sister): Are the shorts she’s wearing mine?

Ishaan: Yes, so what?

Sister: You!

Mom: Oi, shut up you two.

Dad: I’ve asked you a question, right? (with a slightly louder voice)

Mom: This is Adalia, she’s Ishaan’s friend.

Father: Is she just a friend of yours or?

Ishaan: She was, until last night…

Father: What happened last night?

Ishaan: So.. last night…

Father: No-no, you shut it, I’ll ask her. Beti, just sit down there on the couch (Ishaan went to sit near me). No no no.. you stand just right there.

I looked at Ishaan.

Father: Look at me and tell me what happened last night. If you tell the truth, you can go home without calling your mother, okay?

Me: Last night…

Father: Last night…

Me: It was raining, so I was stuck in college after the celebration. So, I saw Ishaan and came here because of his persistence.

Father: Ohh, and what happened?

Me: He.. he gave me some clothes to change and I went to make some tea.

Father: That’s what happened?

Me: Yes, that’s…that’s what happened.

Father: So, do you want me to call your mom, huh?

Me: Please no, I am saying the truth (while slightly sobbing).

Father: So, what happened after that?

Me: Nothing happened (with a cracking voice).

Ishaan: Dad, she’s saying the truth.

Dad: I told you to shut up. (Asked me again) what happened?

Me: We..

Dad: We…

Me: We slept together (cries).

Dad: I see just slept together or you two..uhh…

Me (nodded while crying): Mmm…

His dad looked at him and asked him to come to the balcony for a minute. While his sister came to me to comfort me, I saw two of them having a small quarrel. After some minutes, Ishaan came to me and said –

Ishaan: Get a shower and dress up. I’ll drop you off.

Then I went to dress up and wore yesterday’s saree from the washing machine. Then I went to the door with an updo hairstyle. I heard his mom saying, “Now I know why he chose her”. I didn’t know what to do, so I just looked at his mom with a blushed face. She called me to her.

Mom: Come here, beti.

Me (walked to her): What is it, aunty?

Mom: Just stay here, I’ll be right back.

Me: Okay.

Mom (came back with a very small black bindi): Here put this here.

Me (placed it on my forehead): Thank you.

Then Ishaan came and I said goodbye to them and left. He took me to his car and said to get in. It was so silent till we reached my apartment. I waited for a few seconds and opened the door.

Ishaan (grabbed and closed the door): I’ll never lose you (kissed me).

Me: Me too (kissed him back with tears).

Then he dropped me off and went home. I never asked what they quarreled about and I didn’t want him to get upset again. I went straight to my room and did not answer any of my friends’ questions.

The rest of the day in part 2.

(This is a real story that happened to me in my college days.)

Hi friends. Please consider this Story to be a fictional one and all characters to be adults.

Rakesh and Nidhi had visited a mall on their anniversary where a salesman took undue advantage. He groped her boobs, humiliated her and even had a quick fuck. But she remained silent so that her husband would not know anything. He had given a lot of effort to make their anniversary special that day.

Part -2

But she was upset because of the incident. And Rakesh observed it. When Rakesh insisted, she dared to tell the whole incident how the salesman gripped her and humiliated her. But she couldn’t dare to say that the salesman had fucked her also.

Rakesh got angry, but they couldn’t do anything at that time. So, Rakesh made a plan to capture Sanju with evidence. He convinced Nidhi to visit the mall again and they will record everything.

As per plan, they visited the mall after 20 days. Rakesh was recording everything with a hidden camera. As per plan, they reached the saree section at around 10 pm. It was a Monday night. So there were no customers that late at night.

Sanju greeted them warmly. Rakesh told him that Nidhi received a lot of compliments with her new saree. She was looking really nice. So they came there for another one since Nidhi’s birthday is coming soon.

Sanju showed her a few sarees, but today, he was behaving absolutely like a professional. No wild touching or groping. Rakesh thought to give them privacy so that he may get the courage to touch her. So he begged for an excuse to go to the washroom.

But in reality, he went a little away and was keeping an eye on them. Accidentally, Sanju caught Rakesh watching them from a distance, so he became more careful.

Meanwhile, Nidhi was not happy with the articles. These are not so good. Show me some new collections.

Sanju- Sure, Ma’am, please check the new range on my mobile. We just received it yesterday. I will bring them if you like. Those are in the store room and not displayed yet.

When Nidhi came near him, he showed her a video. In the video, Nidhi was nude in the trial room. The duration of the video was 10 minutes long. Nidhi need not see the video complete but understand the content by watching the first few seconds.

Nidhi was shocked- You had recorded me nude?

Sanju- Actually I had only recorded for my good memories. Your 34 size perfect natural tight boobs and your firm ass were the best I had seen.

Nidhi was about to cry- What do you want?

Sanju- Nothing. I even don’t know your address or phone number. Why do you think that I have any bad intentions? I had just recorded to remember the memory.

Nidhi- Then why are you showing this to me now?

Sanju- I love my job. But in case you have in mind to trap me, it is a small request for you not to do anything like that.

Nidhi- That’s it?

Sanju- Please, ma’am. I don’t want to lose my job. BUT…

Nidhi- Now what?

Sanju pretended to display some saree and continued – But I believe your husband wants to enjoy your humiliation and groping.

Nidhi-  Shut up your lust. He loves me.

Sanju- Ok. Then it’s a bet. You follow my instructions, and I will make your husband masturbate watching you.

Nidhi- He won’t do anything like you think.

Sanju- Then accept the challenge. If you win, then I will delete your video. And If I win, then you will show me your assets like a shameless slut without any force from my side in front of your husband.

Nidhi- What do you mean?

Sanju- I want you to become nude in front of your husband right here.

Nidhi- No. I can’t do that.

Sanju- Then you believe that your husband will enjoy while I touch you.

Nidhi- I believe my husband. I accept your bet.

Sanju- I know you will love to strip completely in front of your husband. Now, I am showing you what your husband is doing. Keep watching.

Sanju started the CCTV camera covering Rakesh.

Nidhi- Do you have the CCTV access?

Sanju- Yes. The security in charge is my brother. So keep watching him.

Sanju, this time placed the saree the same way he did last time. He placed one hand under the saree and placed his palm right on her boob.

Rakesh saw this and started to think about what he must be doing under the saree. Whether he had just placed his palm or groping her boobs. His cock started making a tent. And unknowingly, he started playing with his cock. His cock became more stiff. A visible tent was showing in his pants.

Sanju- Your boobs are so firm. I love it. Let us try another saree.

He removed the saree from her shoulder but kept his one hand on her boob.

For the first time, Rakesh saw someone groping her wife. Oh, his cock. It was unbearable. He thought for a while to come and slap him. But with such an erection. What would his wife think?

Sanju- Look how he is playing with his cock.

Nidhi-  I can’t believe this. He is enjoying this.

Sanju- Now check this one, ma’am.

He placed another saree on her shoulder. His hand became invisible. Again, Rakesh started imagining. But he didn’t have to wait longer.

Sanju- Watch him now. He will bring his cock out from his pants.

He removed the saree from her shoulder and openly squeezed her boob hard.

Nidhi closed her eyes for a second. “Ummmmm. Please don’t press so hard.”

Rakesh couldn’t control it anymore. His dick started hurting inside. He looked around and then unzipped his pants. But his cock was so hard that he could not bring it out from the open zip.

Within seconds, he opened his pants and lowered his pants with underwear. His cock was standing straight, giving a compliment to Nidhi’s boobs.

Sanju- Look at your husband. He is enjoying it so much.

Nidhi- I can’t believe this. Auchh. Please don’t pinch my nipples so hard. You know how sensitive they are.

Sanju- Ok. Then, let me pinch slowly.

And he started twisting her nipples over her T-shirt.

Rakesh needed urgent relief. He started masturbating. Sanju continued squeezing Nidhi’s boobs for another minute before hiding his hand again with another saree. It was too much for him. He cum there but tried to keep his juice in his hand. He brought a napkin from his pocket and wiped his hand.

Sanju- You lost the bet. Now, be a good girl. I believe you will enjoy stripping in front of your husband.

Nidhi- I can’t believe this.

Sanju- Your husband is coming back. I want you to go to the washroom, remove your bra and panty and keep them in your purse. Be a good slut. Come on.

Just in a few seconds, Rajesh reached.

Rajesh- So, have you shortlisted any?

Nidhi- Not yet. You can search for a good one. I will be back in 2 minutes. My bladder is full. I feel like I will pee here in my dress.

Nidhi left for the washroom. Sanju was laughing at her words. But Rajesh was shocked by the words of Nidhi in front of the salesman. He already had enough recordings to disclose his act. But he kept quiet and wanted to continue the act.

After 2 minutes, Nidhi returned.

Sanju- Ma’am, please look at this saree shortlisted by me. I believe you will like them.

Nidhi- Yes. These look nice. Not sure how it would look on me.

Sanju- Please stand in front of the mirror. I will show you.

He placed one end on her shoulder while he kept one hand under the saree so that while placing the saree, his palm would rest over her boob. But this time, he kept for longer.

Rakesh got a glimpse of Nidhi’s boob being touched from 2 feet distance. But he didn’t protest it. Surprisingly, he started feeling an erection in his pants again. Sanju gave her a signal with his eyes to start the game. She understood it.

Nidhi- I am not sure how it will look on me. Would you please adjust my T-Shirt a bit so that it would look like a blouse. It would give me a better understanding.

Sanju started folding her T-shirt gradually, and Rajesh’s cock started becoming hard. He reached near the bottom of her boob. But Nidhi didn’t stop him.

Sanju- Is it ok, or should I fold more?

Nidhi, looking at the mirror- You can go a little up

Sanju continued to the base of her boob. Since she had already removed her bra, A little skin of her boobs was visible.

Nidhi didn’t say anything. Rather, she was looking at the different sarees. She was acting as if she was unaware.

Sanju, without any further warning, started folding her top from the back and reached near her boob. In the pretext of folding, he pulled her top a little forward to make her boobs free. And both her boobs popped out of her top.

Rakesh couldn’t understand what happened.

Nidhi quickly held both the boobs with her hand with a laugh- Oops. I forgot to say that I am not wearing any bra or panty today. Sorry.

Rakesh – Sorry, what! Why are you not wearing a bra?

Nidhi- I thought I would give you a surprise today. But didn’t know he would lift the T-shirt so much up. Sorry.

Rakesh – And who asked you about your panty? Why were you telling us that you are not wearing a panty today?

Nidhi- Sorry, It was a slip of the tongue.

Sanju- No issue, ma’am. Please remove your hands. Let me adjust it.

Nidhi shamelessly said- Thank you.

She removed her hands. Her nude boobs jiggled in front of both men. Sanju pulled her T-shirt to bring her boobs inside her top while touching her nipples in front of Rakesh. Nidhi reacted as if nothing wrong had happened, and she continued checking the saree one by one.

Sanju was touching her boobs casually for 15 minutes. Rakesh was speechless after watching such behaviour of her wife but couldn’t understand what was happening. Sanju hinted at her to do something.

Nidhi suddenly showed some discomfort with her T-shirt. She inserted her hand inside the T-shirt several times.

Sanju- Everything ok, ma’am?

Nidhi- I am not comfortable with the material of the T-shirt. It’s itching near my nipples.

Sanju innocently asked- Where?

Nidhi lifted her top. Her boobs popped out of her top. She put her finger near the nipples and said – Right here and here.

Sanju pulled her nipple with one hand while touching the area where she was complaining of itching. He examined it carefully.

Rakesh- Stop it. Nidhi, How could you allow him to pull your nipple?

Nidhi- Oh, come on, Rakesh. He is just checking and nothing else.

Sanju smiled and continued checking her nipples for a minute or so. To tease him more, he pulled the nipples a little harder. Nidhi was in a little pain but acted as if it was ok. After playing with her nipples for a brief period, he pulled her T-shirt to cover her boobs.

Sanju suggested, “You should not wear it. It will cause rashes. But I don’t have any tops or T-shirts.”

Again Nidhi pulled her top to bring out her boobs and started itching shamelessly in front of both the guys.

Nidhi- Give me anything that would give me some relief. It’s starting to itch all over my boobs too badly.

Her T-shirt was over her boobs. And her open boobs were dancing with her discomfort.

Sanju grabbed one of her boobs and squeezed it hard.

Rakesh- How dare you do like this?

Nidhi- Let him do it. It’s feeling better. Why don’t you press the other one? It’s itching badly.

Rakesh started pressing one boob while Sanju was pressing the other boob with a smile. Surprisingly, Rakesh was enjoying it. Sanju started squee was squeezing so hard that Nidhi started moaning.

Nidhi- It’s feeling better now. Please continue.

After a few minutes, Sanju said- I have good material ghagra choli. You may feel comfortable in that dress.

Nidhi-  Ok. Bring it soon.

Rakesh while squeezing her boobs- What’s wrong with you?

Nidhi-  I don’t know. I feel like allergic to the material.

Rakesh- Not that. I saw no protest when he touched you while displaying a saree.

Nidhi- I thought we were here for the same. If I would protest, then what would be the evidence that he touched me?

Rakesh- But I believe it’s too much. Let’s go.

Nidhi- I can’t bear this top. Do you want me to go topless?

Sanju quickly brought a nice set of ghagra choli.

Sanju –  Ma’am, the material is really good.

Sanju was opening the thread of the backside of the choli, while again signaling her to do something more. Rakesh was helplessly watching the nude boobs of his wife on display.

Nidhi, without any hesitation, removed her T-shirt completely, saying, “It’s unbearable. I can’t wear it anymore.” She gave it to Rakesh.

Sanju- Wait a minute, ma’am, let me open the threads of the knots.

Nidhi – It’s ok. It’s better to stay like this, rather than wearing that top. Also, there is no one. And you both have already seen my boobs.

Sanju, while opening the threads –  Ma’am, your leggings will not go with the choli. I would suggest you put on the ghaghra with this choli.

Rakesh- No, it’s not required.

Sanju- Look at the wet patch around her pussy. Will it look good to wear a choli over such wet leggings?

Nidhi, without any thoughts, pulled her leggings down and stepped out of it. She was standing completely nude. Rakesh quickly took the ghaghra and offered Nidhi to wear. But Sanju wanted to keep her nude.

Sanju- Ma’am, your pussy is so wet. Let me wipe it to make it clean.

Shamelessly, she widened her legs. He wiped her pussy with a hanky and checked with bare fingers. While playing with her pussy lips, he took his other hand to grab her boob and asked her, “Are you feeling better now?”

Rakesh- Nidhi, how can you allow him to play with your pussy and boobs?

Nidhi- No, Rakesh, he is just asking whether it’s still itching or I am feeling better.

Rakesh- What? Are you comfortable with his touch?

Nidhi- Yes, Rakesh, I don’t see anything wrong.

Sanju- I think you should stay nude for 10 to 15 minutes more so that the itching is gone completely. Then you should wear the ghaghra choli.

Nidhi nodded in agreement and started walking around like a nude model doing a ramp walk.

Sanju- Ma’am, you can wait in the trial room. Please come.  Nidhi followed his instructions.

As soon as she entered the trial room, Sanju again started playing with her nipples and pussy lips. Nidhi widened her legs, and he inserted his finger into her pussy gently. She started moaning.

Rakesh couldn’t control himself anymore and brought out his cock. Nidhi smiled and sucked his cock with a smile. She was showing her back to Sanju. She widened her legs as an invitation for fucking her.

Sanju unzipped his pant and brought out his cock. It was rock-hard. He slowly pushed his erect dick in her pussy. He started stroking deeper and deeper. Rakesh also started forcing his dick deep into her throat. In a few minutes, both increased the speed.

Within 5 minutes started fucking her at full speed. Both of them started fucking her wildly. Nidhi’s eyes were red due to checking and dual fucking. But none were given a break. It seems both were competing with each other. After a few minutes, she got a small break to breathe.

But soon, both again started fucking her like bulls. After 10 minutes, both changed their positions and continued fucking her. After a good fucking session of half an hour, Rakesh cum in her mouth. Very soon, Sanju also cum in her mouth. Nidhi cleaned both the cock by licking them.

After a while, she wore the ghagra choli. The mall was almost empty. Nidhi intentionally kept the choli knots loose so that bringing her boobs from the bottom of the choli would not be difficult.

Sanju pulled out her boobs and sucked them in the parking lot for a few minutes. Then he continued groping her boobs till they reached their car. When Nidhi and Rakesh reached home, Nidhi told him that she saw him masturbating while Sanju was playing with her boobs.

Rakesh was silent but accepted that he enjoyed it. Nidhi also smiled and said that she had enjoyed it a lot. Rakesh immediately stripped her and started fucking her wildly.

That night Rakesh fucked her 3 times, and Nidhi enjoyed a lot.