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This story is about Arisha, the love of my life, my wife. She changed my life from a simple man to a guy who loves enjoying her affairs. My name is Ali Khan, and I am a 30-year-old High School teacher living in Karachi, Pakistan.
I got married to Arisha back in 2020.

I didn’t know her much before our marriage as it was an arranged one by my parents. I was attracted to Arisha in an instant when I first saw her. At that time, she was also 26, the same age as me. She was tall, slim and had the perfect curves.

Her black hair fell to her waist. Her complexion was milky white, with a black mole just under her red lips. Every motion she took was elegant. Whether she was walking or simply sitting, it was a spectacle to behold. As for her curves, her boobs were perky and round.

In short, Arisha was a babe unlike any I have seen. Gorgeous, sexy, mesmerizing. One could use any adjective, but it wouldn’t be enough to describe her beauty properly.

I will narrate the events starting from the night of my marriage. Arisha and I got married in a typical Pakistani wedding. So, as per the custom, Arisha was wearing a bright red bridal dress, along with loads of jewellery. Her face was covered with a veil.

It’s a custom in our family for the brides to hide their faces while sitting on the stage. At that moment, I wasn’t completely able to see her. The wedding went normally. Guests came to congratulate us, singing, tons of food, lots and lots of photographs and all that.

I was truly happy and was having a good time. After all of that was over, it was time to head back home for my suhagraat. It was time for the moment that I had been dreaming of since I first discovered porn. That event was losing my virginity and putting my cock inside a female body for the first time.

We got up, and I held Arisha’s hand for the first time. Her hand was soft and firm enough to make my heart beat fast, and my hand started sweating. But still, I didn’t let go of her. We made our way to the car. Both of us sat in the back seat. My thigh touched hers while my hand was still holding hers.

The drive back home wasn’t long. Fortunately, just 15 minutes away. It was at that time, during the car, that I decided to strike up a conversation.

Me: Umm, I am glad that everything went well. Did you enjoy the singing? Our new house is only minutes away. I hope you are comfortable.

Arisha: I sure did, and thank you for asking Ali. I am 100 per cent comfortable. It’s you who needs to ease up a bit. My hand is soaking wet, you know, hehe.

There were two things about her reply that I was not expecting. Being a teacher, it had become a norm for me to judge a person’s behaviour by the way they speak. Firstly, she addressed me by my name. It is not common for Pakistani girls, especially on the first night of the wedding.

Second, she knew that I was nervous. And lastly, she casually joked about it as well. The thing that I took from this was that Arisha is a confident one with some humor.

I quickly let go of her hand, but surprisingly, she held it back again.

Arisha: Oh, come on now, Ali, I was messing with you. Remember, I love joking and pranking, so get used to it.

I was thinking of how to reply to her. She spoke boldly, whereas I was still hesitant to speak freely. She clutched my hand tightly until we had arrived at the house. We walked to our bedroom. Arisha, with a veil still covering her face. I spoke again.

Me: I hope you like the place, it’s our new home now.

She didn’t say anything. Maybe it was fear, or maybe she was too tired. But regardless, she decided to stay silent. I proceeded to lock the door and then sat beside her. The next few seconds of my life were those that I still remember, clear as water.

I lifted her veil, and there she was, a marvel of beauty. My jaw dropped, and I wanted to keep looking at her for the rest of my life. With her red blush on, with a bright red lipstick, combined with her divine facial features and black eyes, she looked like a goddess.

I gulped, and my heart would not stop beating. She smiled, and that was it. I had no fucking idea how to react. I looked down in shyness. Technically, it should’ve been the bride who showed emotions like this. But I guess it was the other way around, and Arisha knew this.

Arisha: You ok, Ali? Am I not to your liking hehe? Anyways, my feet hurt like hell, Ali. Can you please help me remove my heels?

She pointed towards her feet, which were hanging from the bed. I guess it is a husband’s job to take care of her wife’s request. But I never expected it like this. There was no time to think, her beauty at that time, would’ve made me jump from the roof if she ordered.

I got close to her and sat on the ground, crossing my legs. She lightly lifted her feet, placing them in my hands. I looked up and saw her smiling face. It was like she had known me for a lifetime. I started to open the straps and gently removed both of her heels.

I used my trembling hands to give a few presses to her milky white feet gently. They were decorated with brown mehndi and a gold Payal. Arisha moaned and rubbed my hair from above. I felt comforted, like a master praising a puppy. I looked up.

Arisha, at that moment, realized that she had control over me for the rest of her life.

Arisha: So Ali, I am dying to hear a compliment from you. How am I looking today?

Saying that, she stood up and gave herself a spin. I just smiled.

Me: You are an aphrodisiac, an exquisite creation of God. I feel blessed to be in your presence.

Arisha: You really know how to use words, Ali, hehe. I am flattered.

She came close to me, close enough for her sweet breath to fall directly on my lips. I was lost. With a gentle motion forward, my lips touched with hers, my first kiss. Our lips continued to kiss each other. My eyes closed, taking in the sweet taste of her mouth, her tongue touching mine.

My cock was rock hard from that, leaking loads of precum. Her soft lips continued to explore mine. She placed a hand on my back pulling me closer, so our bodies could stick to each other. Her boobs pressed against my chest slightly.

I placed my hands on her waist, sliding them down on her silky dress all the way to her ass. Massaging and caressing gently on that soft pillow-like hump. My hand kept squeezing, and I was careful not to get out of control. I wanted to tear her dress away.

But the kisses from her lips took my strength away to do anything else. The kiss broke. Both of us looked at each other, the tip of our noses touching. I was dying to use my hands, which were placed on her hips, but I couldn’t. I know it was stupid. But I guess never being in a relationship has its drawbacks.

How do I proceed? Should I lift her dress? Should I move my hand down and massage her pussy? These types of questions were rushing through my mind, and I had no clue what to do. Arisha, on the other hand, was aware.

The way she was looking at me with a sweet and devilish smile explained everything to me. That my wife has experienced. She whispered.

Arisha: It’s ok, dear, the first time is a bit tricky. Why don’t you lie down and give me a couple of minutes? I’ll be back from the bathroom.

Saying that she let go of my waist and gently took my hands off her ass. Then walked to the bathroom. As she suggested, I got on the bed and lay down. My cock was trying to just tear through my clothes. I wanted to stroke it, but I knew the consequences.

Just one or two strokes, and I would’ve ejaculated all over the place. I decided to wait for her. Boy was I stoked when I saw her come out of the bathroom after 10 minutes. She had taken off her wedding dress and was only in her underwear. Calling her attire just underwear would be an insult.

She was wearing a low-cut red bra, which was barely able to hold her boobs. To go with that, she was wearing a pair of matching panties. My cock twitched just at the sight of her. With my eyes popped out, I kept staring at her, my eyes gazing through every inch of her smooth body.

She looked back at me and then gave me a smile after looking at my crotch.

Arisha: I had expected you to take your dress off as well, Ali. Let it out. How long will you keep it hidden?

Her words were not spoken in a harsh tone but with some teasing in them. I felt like an ass, making a fool out of myself in front of my wife.

Me: Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to come off as a creep.

Arisha: You silly guy, hehe. You are my husband. There is nothing creepy about showing yourself in front of your partner. Let me give you a hand.

Arisha sat on the bed beside me and began to unbutton my shirt. I kept staring at her and she loved the way I was feeling desperate.

Arisha: Ali, Stop being so formal, dear. Loosen up a bit here. Hold these while I unbutton your shirt.

She took my hand and placed it on her breast. I responded by pressing them slightly, another feeling of pure Bliss. So soft and perfectly fitting in my hands, each squeeze sending a wave through my hands. I could tell Arisha loved it as her moans sounded sweet.

I didn’t realize it but my shirt was already taken off. All of my mind was focused just on her breast. I kept fondling from over her bra.

Alisha: Can you stand up now, lets get you out of your pants.

I was too focused on her breasts and totally ignored what she said. Normally, a woman of her status and beauty would feel disrespected. But Arisha was not only gorgeous by her looks. The way she understood everything, plus her way of dialogue, was truly heartwarming.

Maybe this is the reason I decided to stay by her side, even with all her affairs and adventures. Anyhow seeing how I continued to play with her boobs, she placed her one hand on mine and, with the other, lifted my chin.

Alisha: My Dear, I am so happy that you love these. But it’s time for the main event. Please stand up and take your pants off for me.

Saying that she gave a soft kiss on my forehead.

Me: Y-yes

That is all I replied. The moment of truth was finally here. Being a man, the size of your genital is a matter of pride. I had never been with a woman, and watching all those porn videos always kept me in a bit of a complex. ‘What if my dick is too small?’

This is a question that almost every man has asked himself at least once in his life. I was no different. I had measured my penis before while masturbating. It was just short of 6 inches. Maybe that was enough for my wife, maybe not. All those doubts cleared up in the next minute.

With much hesitation, I got up and started to remove my pants. My underwear fell with them. My cock, which was leaking precum, sprang up. Arisha looked at my cock, and then in my eyes. Raising an eyebrow while biting her lips, she said, “NICE!”

That night, this was the first time I let out a sigh of relief. It felt like a burden was lifted from my chest. Arisha took charge now. Even if she weren’t smart, my actions and body language clearly gave away that I had no idea of sex. She started by holding my cock in one hand by wrapping it around.

Her other hand she placed right below my balls, gently caressing them. I kept breathing faster, looking down at the Goddess. Her hands were soft as cotton, with red tips of nail polish, slowly moving around my cock. I ground my teeth in ecstasy and closed my eyes.

Arisha: How does your first touch of a female feel on your cock,  my Dear?

This was not the time to question how boldly my wife asked me this. It should’ve been obvious to me from the moment we entered the room that Arisha, my wife, had experience with sex. A trait that is not common for most Pakistani women.

But the level of pleasure she was giving me by stroking my rock-hard cock, would’ve been impossible for someone touching a dick for the first time.

Me: Uhh, It feels…amazing. Please can I put it inside now?

This was desire mixed with desperation. I did not want to cum even before having an intercourse. My ego did not allow me to say that I had reached my limit. I held Arisha’s hand and stopped her, pulling her close to me.

Arisha: Finally, I thought you’d never ask. You know, Dear, If I continued for 10 more seconds, I am certain that you would’ve ejaculated. But lucky for me, you are smart.

She chuckled while saying that. Either she was mocking me or just having some fun. It didn’t matter. She stood up and turned around. So far, her boobs had me going crazy. She turned around and started to take her panties off. Her ass crack slowly being visible, and my heart skipped a beat.

Smooth, round, milky white, with the perfect amount of fat at her thighs. The scene I was witnessing was heavenly. I moved a bit forward and got my face close to her crack. Her panties are still hanging at her knees, the tip of my nose just between her humps.

I took a deep breath, inhaling all the air around that big ass. My, God, yes, were the only words I spoke before closing my eyes. I continued to take in the scent emitting from her bottom.

Arisha: My dear, you can push your face in a bit. Trust me, it gets even better.

She pushed back, and I moved forward. My nose touched her asshole. It was without a single strand of hair, silky. The scent it was radiating felt better than any perfume than any perfume that I know. Arisha was moaning. She was enjoying my heavy breathing on her asshole.

It was during her moaning that I felt some drops of liquid fall on my chin. Yes, Arisha was wet, her pussy had started to drip. I pulled back my head and placed it a little lower this time. Sticking my tongue out, I gave her pussy a lick, tasting the sweet nectar coming out of it.

The taste, the smell, and the sensation were purely heavenly. Unfortunately, one lick was all I was able to give when she pushed my head back.

Arisha: I want it now. I want your cock inside me, Dear.

I was lost for a second, as the effect of her love juices was still on my face and mind. But then I realized it was time. Arisha needed no directions, so she just lay on the bed, spreading her legs. I kept looking at her. A naked Goddess with her legs spread apart, giving a view of the greatest treasure.

Her pussy was pink, plus the way it was shaped had me going crazy. I wanted to eat her out, lick and drink anything that came out of it. But Arisha was biting her lips and kept looking at me.

Arisha: You do know what to do right? Put your cock in here.

She pointed towards her pussy, spreading the lips apart. I moved forward and placed the tip of my cock, which was lubricated well enough because of my precum, at the entrance to that pink hole. I had heard from various people that the first night was quite painful for the woman.

But the moment my cock touched her pussy, it got sucked inside in an instant. Although It was tight, when my cock was rubbing and sliding inside of her, the feeling was mesmerizing. However, I never expected it to slide so smoothly. Arisha was breathing heavily now.

Combined with her soft moans and sexy expression, I moved faster. I was finally fucking her, my cock sliding in and out, giving me the pleasure of my life. It was the best feeling in the world that any man can have. Every cell in my body was receiving a pleasure like none before.

Sadly, it did not last long. I did not count, but I’d say it lasted for 2 whole minutes. Two full minutes of pure joy for me. I tried so hard to stop myself but couldn’t. I started to ejaculate inside of her, stream after stream.

I kept shooting my load until I laid on top of her. My body was on top of hers, and my limp dick slid out by itself. Arisha patted my head and looked at me.

Arisha: Woah, that felt so nice, Dear. I had an amazing time.

She kissed my forehead. I lay down beside her, holding her in my arms, her head resting on my chest. I was too exhausted as well. The last thing I saw before dozing off to sleep was that Arisha had her cell phone in her hand.

The next morning, my eyes opened to a spectacular view of Arisha, fully naked beside me. Her boobs pop dressed against my chest. Even in the morning, just after waking up, she looked beautiful as ever.

Arisha: Morning, my dear, I wanted to chat so much with you. But I guess you were too exhausted. I hope you slept well, dear.

Me: Umm, yeah, sorry about that, Arisha, I should’ve stayed up. Did you enjoy last night?

Arisha: You bet I did. Let me get ready and put on clothes, my family would be arriving soon with breakfast.

This was the first part of my story. My life with Arisha which I imagined would be full of love, will soon be turned into an adventure of a lifetime.

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Hi, it’s me aapki Neha. So aap logon ne pichli kahani mein padha ki kaise mere online friend se meri dosti hui, aur fir usne hum dono devrani-jethani ko apni hawas ka shikaar banaya. Ab aage:-

Hum dono devrani-jethani ab bhi mere online friend Aditya se phone par contact mein thi, aur hum dono ne Delhi Aditya ke paas jaane ka fainsla liya.

Hum dono tickets book karwa ke jaane wali thi ki achanak mere husband ki thodi tabiyat kharaab ho gayi. Fir mera jana cancel ho gaya, aur devrani ko akele hi Delhi jana pada. Meri devrani delhi pahunchi aur Aditya usko lene airport aaya, aur wo dono airport ke paas ke hi ek hotel mein ruke. Meri devrani Nisha ko Aditya ne apne baahon mein bhar liya, aur bola-

Aditya: Itne din baad aayi ho? Aur Neha kyun nahi aayi?

To fir baat hui mere baare mein aur Nisha ke sath Aditya ke honth mil gaye.

Kuch der dono ne kiss kiya aur Aditya bola Nisha ko-

Aditya: Tum fresh ho jao, hum aaj raat ko hi Manali jaa rahe hai.

Nisha kapde lekar bathroom jaane lagi to Aditya ne usko rok liya, aur bola: Tum mere saamne hi kapde badal lo, aur aise hi naha kar aao.

Nisha to pehle bhi Aditya ke saamne nangi ho chuki thi, aur chudwa chuki thi. Par aaj fir se Nisha ko sharam aa rahi thi Aditya se. Nisha Aditya ke aage kapde kholne mein kaafi sharma rahi thi.

Nisha ne apni jeans-top nikali, aur Aditya Nisha ko hi dekh raha tha. Wo red colour ki cup bra aur net ki panty pehni hui thi. Aditya se raha nahi gaya aur wo Nisha ko choomne laga, aur bra khol kar uske boobs dabane laga. Sath hi ek hath panty ke andar daal diya.

Nisha boli: Ye sab baad mein bhi kar sakte hai, aur mera modelling ka jo aap ne bola tha wo bhi to karna hai.

Aditya bola Nisha se: Modelling ke liye hi to bulaya hu tumhe. Aur aaj poore din hum dono free hai, to thodi masti kar lete hai.

Aditya ne Nisha ki panty khol di, aur uske chut dekhne laga, jo poori khuli hui thi. Usme se chut ka paani tapak raha tha.

Aditya: Tumhari chut to paani chhodh rahi hai. Aur kya mast kar dene wali khushbu aa rahi hai isme se.

Nisha: Aapko jaise hi airport mein dekhi, tab se hi meri chut paani chhodhne lagi thi.

Aditya: Oh Nisha, tum kitni sundar ho, aur mast maal ho. Tumhe to zaroor modelling karni chahiye.

Aur wo chut mein muh laga kar choosne laga muah muah.

Aditya: Oh meri Nisha, kitni tasty hai chut ki malayi.

Chut chooste hue ek ungli chut ke andar daal kar andar-baahar karne laga, aur apni jeebh se Nisha ki chut ke daane ko masalne laga. Nisha Aditya ke sar ko apni chut mein dabane lagi, aur muh se siskari nikaalne lagi.

Nisha: Oh Aditya ji, kitne dino se meri chut aise pyar ke liye tadap rahi thi. Aapko nahi pata aap jab Kolkata aaye the, aur meri chudai kare the, uske baad se main aapki chudai bhool hi nahi payi. Main roz aapko yaad karke chut mein ungli karti thi, aur ye chut ki tadap hi thi, ki main Delhi aapke paas aa gayi hu.

Nisha ne chut ka pani fir ek baar chhodha, aur Aditya ne uski chut chaat kar saaf ki. Fir Nisha ne Aditya ko khada kiya aur wo Aditya ki shirt khol kar uske seene par kiss karne lagi. Nisha fir ghutno mein baith kar uski pent khol kar dekhi, to Aditya ne ek red colour ki panty pehni hui thi, jisme lund par ek dori bandhi hui thi.

Nisha ye dekh kar muskurate hue Aditya se poochi: Ye kya hai? Aap to poori taiyaari mein aaye ho.

Aur fir lund ki dori khol kar Aditya ko nanga ki.

Nisha lund ko dekh kar usko hath mein lekar boli: Oh mere raja, lund bahut miss kiya maine, aur meri chut ne tumhe. Tum to aur bhi mote ho gaye ho.

Aur aisa bolte hue Nisha ne lund ki mehak leni shuru ki. Lund mein se wahi nasheeli mehak aa rahi thi, jo Nisha ko pagal bana rahi thi. Fir ek-dum se Nisha ne lund ko muh mein le liya, aur choosne lagi.

Nisha apni jeebh nikaal kar lund chaatne lagi, aur fir muh ke andar leti lund, to kabhi lund ki chamdi ko aage-peeche karke lund ki topi ko chaatne lagti. Fir Aditya ne Nisha ko apni godi mein uthaya, aur usko bathroom mein le gaya, aur toilet ke commode mein apni godi mein lekar baith gaya.

Aditya ne Nisha ki gaand par ungli daal kar usko potty karwane laga, aur fir khud uth kar ghutno mein baith kar Nisha ki chut mein muh laga kar uska sasu pene laga. Ye dekh kar Nisha ko bahut acha laga ki koi to tha, jo usko itna pyar karta tha, aur uske potty aur susu tak muh mein leta tha.

Aditya fir se Nisha ko toilet ke commode se neeche utar kar usko bathroom ke floor par ghodi banata hai, aur potty lagi gaand ko apni jeebh se chaat kar saaf karne lagta hai. Nisha ne shower chala diya, aur Aditya Nisha ko shower ke neeche hi chaatne lagta hai. Nisha ne sabun lekar Aditya ke lund aur poori body mein lagaya, aur khud Aditya se lipat kar apni body ko uski body se masalne lagi.

Aditya ki body mein lagi sabun Nisha ke body mein lag gayi, aur wo dono aise hi maza karke nahane lage. Aditya Nisha ke boobs par hath laga kar zor-zor se dabane laga, aur dudh peene laga.

Nisha: Aaahhhh ishhh zor se mat dabao, dard ho raha hai aaahhhh. Haa Aditya aahista se pee lo mere boobs ko. Mere nipples par aapki jeebh ki ragad kaafi mast kar rahi hai mujhe.

Aditya: Nisha tum meri ho, sirf meri. Main bahut pyar karta hu tumhe. Tumhare liye main kuch bhi karunga. Main gulam hu tumhara Nisha.

Nisha: Aisa mat bolo Aditya. Aap gulam nahi ho. Aap to mere raja ho, jo mujhe rani ke jaise pyar kar rahe ho.

Nisha ne ab apna doosra boob Aditya ke muh mein de diya, aur boobs chuswane lagi.

Nisha boli: Aditya aapko main apna pati maanti hu, aur aapki biwi bana lo mujhe. Kya ye sukh doge aap mujhe?

Aditya: Haa bilkul, main khud tum jaisi pari se shaadi karna chaahta hu. Par kya ye possible hai?

Nisha: Secret rahega, par hum dono husband-wife honge. Duniya ki nazar mein na sahi, par hum dono ki aatma aur jism ek rahenge.

Nisha: Aditya aapne to ab tak shaadi bhi nahi ki hai. Meri nazar mein ek meri bhabhi ki beti hai, agar aap haa bolo to baat chalati hu. Agar uske sath shaadi hui, to aap se milna aur jaldi-jaldi hoga mera.

Aditya: Nisha tum jab se mujhe mili ho, kisi aur ladki ko dekhne ka mann nahi karta. Aur rahi shaadi ki baat, to wo to kisi na kisi ladki se karni hi hai. Aur tumse secret shaadi to main zaroor karunga. Meri wife ho tum to.

Bathroom se dono baahar aaye, aur Aditya ab Nisha ko chodna chaahta tha. Par Nisha ko koi jaldi nahi thi, isliye wo ab Aditya ko aur pyar karna chaahti thi.

Aditya ko bed par Nisha ne doggy position mein kiya, aur Aditya ki gaand ko apni jeebh se chaatne lagi. Usko bilkul aisi umeed nahi thi, aur wo jhat se seedha ho gaya.

Aditya: Arre tum ye kya kar rahi ho? Tum meri rani ho. Tum meri gaand ko aise chaat nahi sakti.

Nisha: Main aapki biwi hu, aur biwi hone ka hak mujhe chahiye.

Aur wo fir Aditya ko ulta karke apna chehra Aditya ke chootadon ke beech daba kar uski gaand ke chhed ko chaatne lagi. Nisha ko gaand mein se aa rahi potty ki badbu bardasht nahi ho rahi thi. Par uski sex ki iccha ne badbu ko bhi ek sexy nashe mein badal diya.

Nisha kaafi der tak gaand chaatne ke baad lund choosne lagi, jo bilkul khada tha Nisha ki chut mein jaane ke liye. Ab Aditya se aur sehan nahi hua, to usne Nisha ko pakad kar bed par litaya, aur pairon ki taraf jaa kar pairon ki ungliyon ko choosne laga. Fir upar aate hue chut chaatne laga, aur fir dono pairon ko Nisha ne faila diya. Aditya ab apna lund Nisha ki chut mein set kiya aur ek zordaar dhakke se Nisha ki chut mein lund daal diya.

Nisha: Uiii maaa marr gayi aaahhhhh.

Aditya: Oh meri rani, ab chudai karwa apne raja se. Lo mera lund apni chut mein.

Aur Nisha ki chut ko apne lund se bajane laga. Nisha aah ahh karke chudai ka maza lene lagi. Wo ek hath se apni chut ke dana ko masalne lagi. Haa aur zor se chodo mere pati dev, aur chodo, aaj bana do bachhe ki maa mujhe.

Nisha ke pet tak lund ghus raha tha, aur bachhe-dani mein takra raha tha. Wo aaahh aaahh karke Aditya ko aur josh dila rahi thi. Fir Aditya thoda Nisha ke upar jhuka, aur apne dono hath Nisha ke boobs ke upar rakh diye. Aditya Nisha ko chodte wakt Nisha ke boobs ko aise masal raha tha, jaise koi aata goonth raha ho.

Nisha ko ye chudai aanand se bhar rahi thi, par uske boobs mein dard bhi ho raha tha, jo wo chup ho kar bardasht kar rahi thi. Chudai se Nisha ki chut jhad gayi, aur ye baat Aditya ko pata chali, jab lund aur chut mein se fach-fach ki awaaz aane lagi. Lund jab thoda baahar aata, to uspe dher saari Nisha ki malayi lagi hui baahar aati.

Aditya ne Nisha ki chut se lund nikala, aur Nisha ke pair hawa mein karke mod diye. Fir wo Nisha ko chodne laga. Ab Nisha ki chut poori tarah saamne aa gayi thi, aur dono ko aur achi chudai ka sukh mil raha tha.

Nisha Aditya ko dekh rahi thi, jo usko chod kar kaafi khush ho raha tha. Aur ye dekh kar Nisha ko bhi khushi mili ki Aditya uske sath khush tha. Nisha ek aur baar jhad gayi, aur fir Aditya Nisha ke sath ek aur baar position change kiya. Wo usko doggy position mein karke usko chodne laga.

Aditya ke pair Nisha ke chootadon se takrane se thap-thap ki awaaz aane lagi, aur Nisha ki chut mein jalan hone lagi. Itni der ki chudai ke kaaran Nisha ab thak bhi gayi thi, par wo Aditya ko aisa dikha rahi thi ki wo abhi bhi aur chudna chaahti thi. Aditya ab zor-zor se Nisha ko chodne laga, to Nisha ko laga shayad Aditya apne charamsukh mein pahunch gaya tha, aur jaldi hi jhadne wala tha.

Aditya Nisha se bola: Maza aa gaya jaan chodne mein, kya mast cheez ho tum. Mera hota hi nahi hai jab tumhe chodna shuru karta hu to aahh. Tumhari ye chut meri jaan hai. Oh Nisha kya tum sach mein mere bachhe ki maa banna chaahti ho?

Nisha: Haa Aditya, meri chut mein hi daalna apni malayi. Mujhe bachha chahiye.

Aditya ne aur 10-15 shots chut mein lagaye, aur Nisha ki chut mein jhad gaya, aur uske upar let gaya.

Aditya: Thanks my wife. Itna acha to mujhe kabhi nahi laga, jitna tumhari chut mein lund daal kar lagta hai.

Dono ab kaafi thake hue the, aur ye logon ko raat ko Manali bhi jana tha. To ab aaram karna hi theek rahega soch kar Aditya Nisha ki chut mein lund daal kar usko baahon mein lekar sone laga.

Jaldi hi dono ko neend aa gayi, aur fir 4 baje neend khuli to Nisha dekhi ki Aditya ka lund ab bhi chut ke andar hi tha. Fir usne Aditya ko uthaya, aur dono naha kar fresh hue, aur nashta karke Delhi se Manali ki aur apni khud ki car se jaane lage.

To be continued.

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Disclaimer: This narrative is entirely a work of fiction. All characters depicted within this story are 19 years of age or older. The names assigned to these characters are entirely fictional and were created by the author solely for this tale.

Neha was a 24-year-old private detective with a reputation for being the best in her field. She was smart efficient, and had a 100% success rate in completing the missions. She was so committed to her duties that she had never had time for a relationship.

As a result, she is still a virgin, which she is keeping for her husband. Now, her marriage was fixed by her parents with a well-reputed businessman from her hometown. However, one mission completely transformed her life.

Neha was just two months away from her wedding when her senior, Rana, called her in urgently to the headquarters.

Rana: Yes, Neha. I’m sorry to call you in at the last minute.

Neha: (smiling lightly) It’s okay, Sir. Duty first, right? What’s so urgent?

Rana: Last day, the police caught the drug dealer we’ve been after. And he confessed that Rohan, a 28-year-old businessman, is behind the entire drug operation in the city. Now, the police have asked for our help to find out about his drug sourcing. He’s well-reputed in the city and has political influence. We have to make solid evidence against him so he won’t have a chance for survival. That’s where you come in.

Neha: Me? How?

Rana: We’ve learned that Rohan is looking to hire a new personal assistant, someone young and smart. Neha, you’ll be going undercover as one, a recent graduate eager to prove herself. You’ll need to gain his trust, learn everything you can about his operations, and gather evidence for the police.

Neha: I understand. Another undercover mission it is. I will surely try my best to bring him down.

Neha created a new identity. A young and ambitious graduate eager to prove herself. Rohan’s company hired her. It was time for her to join now.

After a quick shower and breakfast, Neha arrived at Rohan’s office, the company owned by the suspect she was meant to investigate. She had created a backstory for herself as Neha, a bright-eyed young graduate eager to make a name for herself in the business world.

As she entered the lobby, a receptionist greeted her warmly. Neha followed her to the Human Resources officer Alica, a 29-year-old bright lady, where she filled out some paperwork. After her paperwork was complete, Alica led Nisha to the locker room.

“You’ll find your uniform in there, along with some essentials to get you started,” she said, pointing to a black locker. Neha opened the locker to find a crisp white top and a pencil-black skirt that hit just above her knee. She quickly changed into the uniform, smoothing out the wrinkles.

However, she felt a tinge of discomfort. The top seemed to expose a bit more cleavage than she was accustomed to, while the skirt’s length left her legs feeling bare and exposed. It was quite different from her usual conservative dressing style.

After getting dressed, Neha was escorted to the 3rd floor, where she would be working. Neha took note of her surroundings. The space was filled with only young, attractive women, all under the age of 30. An odd demographic for a corporation of this size, she thought.

Alica: Here we are. This is the private office of our CEO, Rohan. He’s expecting you.

Neha nodded. This was it, her chance to get close to the man they suspected of drug dealings. As the door swung open, they stepped inside. Neha’s eyes were drawn to the man sitting behind the desk. Rohan was tall and well-built, with a chiselled jaw and mesmerising dark eyes.

His short hair was perfectly tousled. Even in a tailored suit, he exuded raw, masculine energy. Alica introduced them and gestured to the empty desk facing Rohan’s where Neha would work. Alica gave a parting smile and exited the office, leaving Neha alone with Rohan. An awkward silence hung in the air.

Rohan broke it, asking Neha about her background and experience. She rattled off the fake credentials she had prepared. Rohan seemed focused on her, his dark eyes never leaving her face, trailing over her exposed cleavage, which made Neha’s pulse quicken.

Over the next few days, Neha settled into the office routine, earning the friendly camaraderie of her coworkers. She was especially drawn to Alica, who took the new girl under her wing like an older sister. Alica made Neha feel at home, confiding in her about office gossip and life outside the workplace.

But one fateful evening, everything changed. It was late, and most of the office had gone home, leaving Neha Alica and Rohan to work through the night. The fluorescent lights buzzed. Neha sat hunched over her desk, trying to get her work done. Suddenly, a strange noise caught her attention.

It was low and muffled but unmistakably coming from Alica’s office across the hall. Pressing her ear to the door, Neha’s eyes widened in shock. Alica’s breathy moans and cries drifted out into the corridor. Quickly, Neha tiptoed to the window and peered inside, mind reeling at the lewd scene before her.

What she saw made her blood run cold. Rohan and Alica were sitting entwined on the sofa, their bodies moving together in a wanton display of passion. Rohan’s strong hands roamed Alica’s curves as he kissed her deeply, their tongues entangling in a sensual dance.

Alica arched into him, her fingers tangling in his hair, urging him on as they lost themselves to the pleasure of the moment. Neha couldn’t believe her eyes. Alica is cheating on her husband. But to see it with her own eyes is shocking. Neha snapped photos and took a video as proof before quietly backing away.

She decided to ask her about this. Alica’s cabin the following morning after the recording incident. Neha enters Alica’s cabin, her expression serious. Alica sits at her desk.

Neha: Alica, can we talk? What were you doing with Rohan last night?

Alica: What are you talking about? He’s our CEO. What else would we be doing?

Neha: (Holding up her phone) I think you know exactly what I’m talking about.

Neha plays the recording of Rohan and Alica having sex. Alica’s face was pale, and her eyes well up with tears. She covers her mouth with her hand, unable to speak.

Alica: (Gasps, her voice trembling) No… that’s…

Alica’s face crumples, and she begins to cry.

Neha: (Softly) Alica… it seemed like you were… Completely enjoying it. I know your husband is still abroad. How could you cheat on him?

Alica: (Sobbing) It was a mistake! I… I don’t know what came over me.

Neha: (Softly) Alica, it’s not just a mistake. You were with him… willingly.

Alica: (Crying harder) He… he’s using us, Neha. All of us. He only hires young, pretty women. He looks for them and preys on them. And he… he makes us do things. We have to obey him. He only hires young, pretty women.

Alica: The last lady before you ran away and complained to the police, but they didn’t take any action. We can’t even say a word to him. I..I joined here after my wedding, but he’s the one who’s fucked me more. ( Alica breaks down)

She was shocked to hear this from Alica. Finally, Neha regains her composure.

Alica: (Crying, her voice wavering) We will confess anywhere if we are 100% sure we will get justice.

Neha: Oh, Alica.

Alica: (Sniffling) For your information, he… he drugs us. Once we’re addicted, we go to him, asking for more. And last day, he told me he wanted you… that hot chick… He wants you to be his sex toy, too.

Neha: (Furiously) He doesn’t know me. He won’t lay a finger on me.

Neha deletes the recording from her phone in front of Alica as she continues to console Her, offering her support and a sense of hope. Neha determines to find a way to put Rohan behind bars, no matter what it takes.

That weekend, Rohan hosted a lavish success party at his mansion, inviting all of his employees. Neha attended that party, wearing a stunning white sleeveless one-piece dress, hoping to blend in and uncover any information. But her plans were derailed when someone accidentally spilt a drink on Neha’s dress.

Rohan noticed and gave Neha the key to his private bedroom, instructing her to clean herself up there.

Rohan: It’s the third door on your left down the hall. (he told her with a smile.) There’s a bathroom attached that you can use.

Neha hesitated for a moment, knowing how he treated women. But she also knew he wouldn’t do anything silly with so many guests around, including many reputed businessmen. She had no other way to freshen up. Neha decided to go with this plan.

She made her way upstairs, key in hand, following Rohan’s directions. At the end of the hall, she put the key into the lock and turned it, pushing the door open. Neha stepped inside, locking the door behind her. She kicked off her heels, sighing in relief as her feet sank into the plush carpet.

Stepping inside the luxurious bathroom attached to his room, Neha removed her dress, now clad only in her pink bra and panties. She put the dress in the dryer and slipped on a semi-transparent silk bathrobe, she went back to his room.

Her eyes widened as she took in the opulent décor. A massive four-poster bed draped in crisp linens, a sitting area with plush velvet chairs, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering city lights. Time slipped away as she explored Rohan’s domain.

An hour passed in a luxurious haze before the sound of the party winding down brought Neha back to the present. She hurried into the bathroom to check on her clothes and gasped in relief to see they were finally dry. Neha realised someone had entered the room.

She went back to check. She found herself face-to-face with Rohan.

Neha: (Shocked) How… how did you get in Sir?

Rohan: (Chuckles) Surprised? My room, my rules, sweetheart. A little password. You’re mine now.

His eyes roved over her body hungrily as her pink lace panties and bra were clearly visible through the thin robe. Rohan’s gaze makes Neha uncomfortable. She shifts slightly.

Rohan: Every girl here is my little plaything, Neha, dear. And you’re no different.

Part of her wanted to lash out, to claw and fight back against this man. He had a history of abusing his power to take advantage of vulnerable women. She imagined balling her hands into fists and swinging at his smug face, maybe even kneeing him hard in the groin.

It would be so satisfying to make him hurt for a change instead of always exploiting others. But Neha quickly pushed those impulsive urges aside. She knew lashing out physically would only put her mission in jeopardy.

Her Senior had placed his trust in her to gather evidence against Rohan. He had been engaging in Drug trafficking. If she failed, Rohan would continue unabated, adding more victims to his long list. Those poor women, scarred and shamed, never spoke out.

Neha couldn’t let that happen. And then there was her upcoming wedding. After saving her purity all these years, waiting to give herself to her beloved husband Now, it seemed that would be the price she had to pay to see justice served.

Rohan began removing his shirt, turning the air conditioning to an uncomfortably low temperature. She shivered, goosebumps rising on her exposed arms. He closed the distance between them. Neha’s phone suddenly rang, breaking the tension. It was Alica, the HR.

Alica: Neha, where are you? The party’s over. Everyone’s gone.

Neha: (Her mind working furiously) I… I had a headache. Went home early. (Closes the call as Rohan chuckles, a low, satisfied sound.)

Rohan: Good girl.

Neha: Look, you can’t do this! I’m not like those other women.

Neha protested weakly, knowing it was futile to make him believe she was protesting. Rohan walked closer, and Neha walked backwards. Her legs hit the edge of the bed, and she fell back onto the mattress, landing in a seated position. In one swift motion, Rohan untied her robe.

Letting it fall open to reveal her nearly nude body clad in just a lacy bra and panties. Neha looked down in shame and embarrassment, her cheeks flushing. But Rohan would not let her hide from him. He reached out and tipped her chin up with one finger, forcing her to meet his heated gaze.

Neha hesitantly raised her eyes to his, seeing her reflection staring back at her. Before she could look away again, he captured her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. His tongue slid against hers as he plundered the sweetness within. Neha’s eyes widened – this was the first time anyone’s lips had touched hers.

She stood frozen, her fists clenched at her sides. He continued kissing and sucking on her lips like a piece of fruit, his hands roaming over her body, and hands groped her breasts. Within seconds, Neha felt her nipples hardening.

To her surprise, she realised her body was responding to his touch despite her reservations. Unconsciously, her own hands roamed over his strong back. Rohan broke the kiss and started trailing his lips down her neck as his fingers unhooked her lacy bra.

The garment fell away, revealing her perfect breasts, just begging to be touched and tasted. Rohan took a stiffened nipple into his hot mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive peak before grazing it gently with his teeth. Neha moaned with building pleasure.

Her fingers tangled in his hair as she fell back onto the bed, pulling Rohan with her. For a few minutes, Rohan played with her breasts, lavishing attention on each one in turn. He laved and sucked and nipped. She could feel the wetness pooling between her legs, soaking through her panties.

Rohan’s mouth blazed a trail down her stomach to her navel. He circled with his tongue before moving lower still. When he reached the edge of her panties, Rohan paused to admire the prominent damp patch darkening the fabric.

Rohan: Look at you, so wet and ready. I’ve barely touched you, and you’re dripping for me already.

He pressed a reverent kiss to it before slowly dragging a scrap of lace down her legs. Neha tried to cover herself, but Rohan gently pushed her hands away, settling between her thighs instead. His lips met her hot wet pussy. Neha cried out at the contact, back arching off the bed.

She could feel him open her with his tongue, circling her clit before dipping inside to taste her intimately. Several long, blissful minutes passed as Rohan continued to worship her tight hole with his tongue. Neha pushed his head deeper as he feasted on her.

Finally, “Aah! I’m coming!” Neha cried out, gushing her release into his eager mouth. Rohan drank in every drop of her sweet nectar from her pussy and licked her thighs clean. Neha was left gasping from the intensity of that orgasm. He removed his pants and underwear.

He jumped to the bed, standing before her in all his naked glory. His huge, thick cock sprang free. The foreskin pulled back to reveal the swollen head. Neha knew what to do, having seen it in porn films. On her knees, Neha took Rohan’s cock slowly into her mouth, swirling her tongue before starting to suck him.

Rohan groaned in pleasure as Neha’s hot little mouth enveloped his cock. He grabbed her head, pushing himself deeper down her throat. Neha gagged slightly but persisted, bobbing her head and hollowing her cheeks to suck him harder. Her tongue laved the underside of his shaft.

She took him deeper with each pass. After what felt like an eternity, Rohan jerked forward with a grunt, his balls tightening as his orgasm overtook him. He filled her mouth with his seed, the hot spurts of cum jetting down her convulsing throat.

Neha struggled to swallow it all, but still, it was leaking out the corners of her stretched lips, dribbling down her chin and onto her breasts. Rohan finally pulled out with a wet pop, his cock slick with her saliva. Neha sat there coughing and sputtering.

Rohan swiped his still half-hard cock through her hair, smearing his essence on her face, marking her as his. Neha sat there submissively, the traces of his cum now streaked across her features and matted in her hair. She brought her fingers to her mouth, sucking the salty fluid from them.

Rohan: You filthy slut, (he growled, his cock already twitching back to life.) I’m going to fuck you in every hole tonight.

Neha knew she was about to lose her virginity to this criminal and be used like a cheap prostitute. But she was happy this was the only way to stop him – to give herself to him instead. She would endure this for the greater good.

Neha: Come on, master, Make me all yours, be my first man.

From her words, Rohan realised she was still untouched. He didn’t need any more invitations than that. With a rough push, he sent Neha sprawling back onto the plush mattress. He positioned himself between her spread legs. She could feel the thick head of his cock nudging against her virgin entrance.

He reached out to run a finger through her slick petals, groaning at how tightly her untouched passage clenched around the finger he slipped inside. Rohan continued to slowly work a second finger in alongside the first, pumping them steadily to help ready her.

At the same time, she used her hand to rub circles over her sensitive clit. He slowly began to enter her virgin pussy, taking his time. The tightness enveloped his hard shaft, even with her slick arousal aiding the passage. He spat directly onto her pussy lips before starting to push inside carefully.

Neha’s nails dig into his back as she adjusts to the unfamiliar sensation. Rohan leans in, brushing his lips against hers in a tender kiss before peppering her forehead with affectionate smooches.

Neha responds. Emboldened, Neha wrapped her legs around Rohan’s waist, using the leverage to pull him deeper into her body.

Neha: Ahh… You planned it, didn’t you? You asked that Ahhh… person to spill the drink on me.

Rohan:(laughing) Ahh… Darling. I Couldn’t resist you, darling. I wanted you from the first day you came into my cabin. Ah, I wanted you to be mine.

Rohan continued to push himself deeper inside Neha’s tight pussy, making her moan louder with each thrust. He pulled out slightly before pushing back in, causing Neha to gasp with pleasure. Rohan’s dick was slick with saliva and pussy juices, making each movement smooth and satisfying.

Rohan: You won’t regret this, my dear.

Neha’s moans turned into screams of pleasure as Rohan hit her G-spot repeatedly. He increased his pace, fucking Neha with everything he had. After a few intense minutes, They switched positions, with Neha now straddled on top of Rohan. She positioned herself above his cock.

She slowly lowered herself down, taking him deep inside her wet pussy inch by inch. Ah! Neha moaned. Then she began to ride him, her hips riding sensually. She bounced up and down on his shaft. Rohan grabbed her ass, gripping them tightly as he thrust upwards to meet her movements.

Neha tossed her head back in ecstasy, her long hair spilling down her naked back. Rohan pulled her close, claiming her mouth in. His tongue plunged into her mouth. Their tongues entwined and danced together as they grew more heated. He started sucking on her tongue.

Minutes passed. Yet Rohan was far from done. He suddenly flipped Neha over onto her hands and knees. He positioned himself behind her, rubbing the head of his cock teasingly against her entrance before plunging back inside her tight pussy. The new angle allowed him to penetrate even deeper.

Rohan continued fucking her through her intense orgasm, feeling his climax approaching rapidly. With one final, deep thrust, he buried his cock as deep inside Neha as possible and exploded, shooting thick, hot ropes of cum deep into her virgin pussy.

Fuck! Rohan moaned as he filled Neha with his seed. Neha could feel the warmth of his cum inside her, coating her inner walls. She collapsed forward, pressing her face into the pillow. Rohan followed after her, blanketing her body with his and peppering her neck and ears with gentle kisses.

His softening cock slipped out of her sensitive hole. Neha’s inner thighs were sticky and slick with their combined releases, and she could already feel Rohan’s warm seed starting to leak out of her, slowly down her inner thighs. Embarrassed by the mess, Neha closed her legs, trying to stop the dripping.

They both lay there for a long moment, still gasping as they caught their breath. Finally, Rohan shifted and rolled to the side, propping his head up on one hand. Her gaze drifted to the clock on the wall, and her eyes widened – it was past 3 AM midnight.

Gingerly, Neha made her way to the attached bathroom. Running her tongue around her mouth, she could still taste his cum. Neha splashed her face with cold water and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Love bites bloomed on the column of her neck, the swell of her chest.

Her lipstick was all gone, smeared by Rohan’s intense kisses. She smiled, knowing she’d played her cards just right – soon, his secrets would be revealed to her. Neha washed her pussy, which continued to drip Rohan’s cum, and returned to the room.

Rohan was lying naked on the bed. Neha went to him and lay down facing him. He immediately pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her possessively. Rohan wrapped a blanket around them, cocooning their naked bodies together. His legs intertwined with hers as his hands caressed her curves.

Rohan: You’re mine now.

He rumbled possessively against her skin. His cock nestled between her legs once more.

Neha: Yes, I’m yours.

She arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest.

They fell asleep just like that, naked and entwined, limbs tangled together under one blanket as they breathed each other in.

To be continued.

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Hello All. I am Supriya Nair. Thanks for your feedback on my last story.

Here is another real incident from my life. My hubby and I were on a flight. It’s about to take off from Chennai to Hyderabad. I was seated in a window seat and ready for the takeoff.

I was excited as it was my first visit to my parent’s place after covid restrictions. I missed them very badly during the COVID time, and my heart was racing to see them.

Almost all seats were occupied by the time of departure. I looked around the seats and saw my ex-boyfriend on the flight. Luckily, he did not see me and I covered my face with a face mask.

The air hostess locked the door, and the flight took off from the runway into the clouds. I put my head on my hubby’s shoulder, and my memories travelled back to my MBA days.

For a better understanding of the story, readers should know about the characters’ names. My elder sister’s name is Aditi, and my mother’s name is Mangamma. Let’s call her Manga. My brother’s name is Rahul. My boyfriend’s name is Charan, and we call him Chai. Rahul’s girlfriend’s name is Mohana.

My father got a government job in Hyderabad. He is originally from Kerala, but due to his family commitments, he was married at 34 years. He married Manga with an age gap of 12 years. Manga gave birth to Aditi and me with a gap of 10 months. Later, Rahul was born with an age gap of 2 years.

Aditi got married at 21 years and I was married at the age of 22. Unfortunately, my husband and Aditi’s husband have a contract job outside India. With that, Aditi and I stayed at our parents’ place after the marriage. My husband and Aditi’s husband encouraged us to complete an MBA after the marriage.

We both got MBA admission in the same Business school along with Chai. Aditi was aware of my love affair with Chai. Aditi has a boyfriend and his name is Vimal.

One day, Aditi visited the park along with me and Chai. Vimal was supposed to visit the park, but due to personal reasons he didn’t turn up to the park. Aditi was walking behind us in the park. Chai and I were walking side by side and settled under some good bushes in a corner of a park.

Chai and I were kissing inside the bushes, and Aditi was guarding outside the bushes like a bodyguard. Chai opened his zip and put my hand inside his underwear. He was asking me for a blow. He was confident that no one would watch us as Aditi was guarding outside the bushes.

I was convinced and took his dick inside my mouth. I was sucking it. Suddenly, Aditi rushed inside the bushes and saw our scenes. It was an embarrassing situation for me. I was sucking his dick and cum on my lips. Half of my boob was seen.

Chai did not hide his dick inside the underwear. He showed the length and breadth of his dick to Aditi without any shame. I don’t know what happened to Aditi during that time. But she was nervous and breathing heavily and biting her lips.

I moved out from the bushes. But Aditi stayed inside the bushes along with Chai. It was a lottery for Chai, and they both became dirty inside the bushes. Later, Aditi left Vimal and started a sexual journey with Chai. He used to fuck me and Aditi on the same bed.

He stays near our home but in a different lane. Also he helps us to understand the subjects in MBA.

At the same time Aditi and I noticed the sadness from Manga. Manga’s sadness is due to loneliness and lack of love life from the Dad. Every day, Rahul leaves home at 8 and reaches home at 8 in the night. Aditi and I reach home by 7. Dad leaves home at 7 in the morning and reaches home at 10 at night.

Aditi and I can reach home before 5 pm, but we spend time with Chai at his home and reach our home. Manga did not have a good sexual life and was always busy with household chores. My Dad is a busy person, and he used to sleep separately.

Aditi and I requested Chai to impress Manga on the bed. We were not mature, and there was no need to talk about Manga’s sexual life with him. My Dad and brother left Hyderabad to attend a marriage in Kerala. Aditi tried to convince Manga to have an affair with another man while Dad and Rahul were away.

But she failed to convince Manga. In return, Manga shouted at Aditi for her unethical thoughts. Manga became very serious about Aditi. I spoke with Chai and he asked me to show a movie to Manga. The movie is on a pen drive, and I played it on the laptop.

The movie is about the story of a lonely wife. She was away from sex for 15 years due to her family commitments. A young boy was introduced by her daughter, and he fucked the lonely wife in front of her daughter. The young boy, daughter, and mother characters were good with emotions.

Apart from that, the movie has uncensored sex scenes that are bold with nude scenes. It’s in English. But Manga watched the movie even though she did not understand English. Manga watched the bold scenes with interest.

Bold scenes were like showing the nude bodies of a lonely wife and young boy. It showed a full scene of missionary and other sex scenes for close to an hour. It was the first time for Manga to see full sex scenes in a movie. Aditi intentionally played the movie and asked Manga to sleep with the young boy.

Manga didn’t shout at Aditi, but her question was, “Who will fuck me? No one fucks me.” Then I informed Manga that a friend was coming home tonight to help with project work. Manga refused to call the friend at night. She shouted but I didn’t listen to her and called him at 10:00 pm.

We know Manga is horny because of the movie. Her pallu was not sitting in the right area when Chai came to our house. Manga’s pallu was down when Chai shook his hand with Manga. Chai sees a gap between the boobs over her blouse. Manga saree was below her waist and exposing her navel.

Manga was nervous and shy. Her 36d boobs cups were exposed, and she didn’t show any intention to cover her boobs under the pallu. Chai suddenly pulled her towards his chest and hugged her tightly. Chai’s plan is working, and Manga closed her eyes as soon as her boobs touched his chest.

Then he kissed her lips, but Manga pushed him after the kiss. He hugged her from behind and smelled her neck. Manga’s resistance was breaking, and she closed her eyes. He pushed her towards the wall and pressed her boobs over the blouse. His touch on her boobs changed her mood again.

Manga responded to him with lower moans. Her eyes were closed, and he removed her blouse. Manga cooperated with him while removing the blouse. Manga’s hands were moving his back while Chai kissed her neck. He kissed hard on her neck, and she breathed heavily with closed eyes.

He further moved his lips towards her lips. Both were connected in no time. Their chemistry went beyond Aditi and my imagination. Chai and Manga twisted their tongues and exchanged saliva. Her hands were moved all over his head. They both were not breaking the kiss and were kissing passionately.

Further, he raised her lower gown and rubbed her thigh while kissing her. His hand moved towards her bare ass while kissing her lips. He was pressing her ass cheeks softly. Manga has a good shape of ass cheeks like two mountains, and her waist size is 34. Her colour complexion is dusty brown.

Manga was not stopping him and allowing him to press her ass cheeks. At the same time, they were kissing passionately. Manga’s swinging ass has many fans in the street market. His hands were all around her ass while kissing her lips. Finally, they broke the kiss and hugged tightly.

Manga became more horny and removed his shirt. She kissed, licked and bit his nipples. Further, She unhooked her bra and showed her nude boobs. Her 36d was exposed to him, and invited him to taste her boobs. Chai was in heaven as soon as he saw nude boobs.

He didn’t waste any time and put one boob inside his mouth and squeezed another boob with his hand. Her brown nipples were erect and allowed Chai to suck her boobs. Manga started moaning. Then she removed the waist rope of her lower gown and placed his hand on her pussy.

Chai was rubbing her pussy with his index and middle finger and sucking her boob one after another. Manga’s moans became louder and louder. She started to bite her lips. Chai moved down and stretched her legs wider. He kissed her pussy, placing his head between her legs.

Manga can’t control her moans. Moans were louder, and it looked like she had an orgasm. Her facial expressions were very not expandable while kissing her pussy. Her moans were desi, and she buried his face powerfully inside her pussy.

He licked her pussy with a good pace, and then he lifted Manga and took her to the bedroom. Without wasting any time, Manga pulled down her pants, and she took his dick inside her mouth. Manga was sucking his dick, and Chai was pulling her hair hard.

She sucked for some time and positioned in doggy style on the bed. Manga was cooperating with him. Her curvy body makes his blood boil. She was nicely settled in the doggy style on the bed. He kissed her ass cheeks and moved his head between her ass cheeks.

Manga was moving her waist up and down. He moved his hands on her boobs. He was moulding her boobs like a stress ball and licking her ass hole to pussy in the doggy style. Later Manga moved into a missionary position and asked Chai to lick her pussy.

Chai was licking her pussy, and Manga saw Aditi, and I were watching it from the door. Manga’s hands were on the bed. She was pulling the bed sheet and nodding her head up and down from left to right. But Manga instructed Chai to close the bedroom door.

Aditi and I were disappointed and not able to watch what happened between Chai and Manga. The next day morning, the door was opened. We found 3 condoms in the room. Chai fucked her hard, and Manga struggled to walk in the morning.

Chai left the home and Manga was angry at Aditi and myself. Manga did not have any intentions to sleep with other men, and she shouted at Aditi and me. Aditi and I did not take it seriously and called him again in the afternoon. Again, they both closed the door and had sex.

Aditi and I assumed that the Manga sex episode with Chai would stop after my Dad arrived from Kerala. But this was not the case, as Manga’s sex carvings reached to the next level. She started to give excuses to Dad for going out with him.

Aditi and I used to accompany Manga so that my father would not doubt her. One afternoon Manga and Chai visited the park along with Aditi and myself. Chai and Manga went inside the bushes. Aditi and I were outside of the bushes.

Slowly, we both started to hear Manga moans. We both couldn’t control our excitement and moved inside the bushes without making a noise. Chai is fucking her ass in the doggy style. She took the support of the tree, and Chai raised her saree.

Aditi and I were not expecting ass fuck from Manga in the Park. Aditi and l smiled after seeing her doggy-style sex. But Manga saw us while we were watching her ass fuck sex in bushes. After a week, again, Manga gave a blow to him in a movie theatre and ended up with fuck in the theatre.

Chai liked Manga. Aditi and I were away from sex for a month. Eventually Manga found out the truth that Aditi and I are having an affair with him. Manga warned us many times to break up with him, but we didn’t listen to her.

Slowly, the situation was beyond our control. He started to fuck Manga, Aditi and me on the same bed.

Post MBA, he got a job in Hyderabad, and we did not stop fucking him. Aditi and I were not interested in doing a job. So we both had plenty of free time and never showed any seriousness in Manga’s cautious words. We used to call him at our place for sex even though Manga was not interested.

One day Rahul introduced Mohana to Manga, Aditi and myself. Mohana and Rahul’s marriage talks are in progress.

But Aditi and I were not serious and called Chai to our place as Rahul and Dad were out of town. Manga opposed us to call him at home but we didn’t listen to her. And on the same day, Mohana had a surprise visit to our place.

It was a surprise visit. Mohana understood our relationship with Chai as her timing was not good. A few things favoured Chai during that time, and he fucked Mohana at our place. Mohana finds it difficult to accept her sex with Chai.

We tried to convince Mohana to hide this secret, but she disclosed it to her parents and Rahul. Manga plotted a plan along with help from Chai to save our reputation, and she successfully managed it.

After the Mohana episode, Chai became angry and frustrated as we stopped having sex with him. His reputation was tossed up in front of his parents to save our reputation.

In the end, Chai was fooled by Manga and myself. We fought and eventually broke up the relationship.

Aditi and I moved out from Hyderabad and settled with our respective husbands as per Manga’s advice. Along with Chai, Mohana’s reputation was tossed up. After a year, Chai left the street.

The flight had landed in Hyderabad and I came to my reality. I was very cautious and ensured that he didn’t see me on the flight. I was the last passenger to leave the flight along with my hubby.

I moved to the washroom and took a deep breath. I was wet between my legs because of my sexual memories with him. My nipples were erect, and I was feeling horny.

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Doston ye story tab ki hai jab mein first year mein thi. Hamare ghar mein mom, main, aur mere papa bas teen log hi rehte hai. Hamare ghar ke paas meri mom ki mauseri behan rehti hai, jinke pati ki death daaru peene ki wajah se ho gayi thi. Kaafi saalon se mausi apni beti aur bete ke sath reh rahi thi. Mausi ek private school mein teacher hai.

Hamari family mein ek shaadi thi jo gaon mein thi, to 2 din ka function tha. Maine mom ko pehle hi mana kar diya tha, kyunki mujhe gaon jaa kar bore nahi hona tha, aur papa ne office ke bahane se mana kar diya tha. To mom ko akele hi jana pada.

Mom subha-subha sab kaam khatam karke shaadi ke liye chali gayi. Main bhi apne college ki tayaari mein lag gayi. Papa relax hoke paper padh rahe the. Aaj unhe office jaane ki jaldi nahi  thi. Maine unki taraf dhyan nahi diya kyunki main already late ho chuki thi, isliye jaldi nashta kiya aur college ki liye nikal gayi.

Raaste mein mujhe mausi mili, aur sabse pehle mausi ne mujhse ye poocha: Sapna, mom chali gayi kya shaadi mein?

Main bhi haa bol ke college ki taraf chal di. Mausi hamare ghar hamesha aati-jati rehti thi, kyunki uska ghar paas mein hi tha. To mujhe kuch ajeeb nahi laga. Mujhe laga use kuch kaam honga isliye ghar jaa rahi hogi.

Aadhe raaste mein mujhe yaad aaya ki main meri books ghar par hi bhool gayi. Fir main wapas ghar aayi to dekha hall mein ko nahi tha. Mujhe laga mausi chali gayi hongi, aur papa office ke liye ready ho rahe honge.

Maine apne rooms se book uthayi, aur jaa hi rahi thi ki mujhe mom aur papa ke rooms se baatein karne ki awaaz aayi-

Papa: Lata kitna time laga rahi ho, jaldi aao na.

Ye sun ke mein thodi chaunk gayi, aur andar jhaankne lagi. Bedroom ki khidki khuli hone ki wajah se mujhe andar ka nazara saaf dikhayi de raha tha. Papa lungi mein bed pe lete hue the, aur mausi dressing table ke saamne khadi hoke lipstick laga rahi thi.

Mausi ek-dum bomb lag rahi thi. Mausi ne black colour ki saree pehni hui thi with deep cut blouse, jaise wo hamesha pehanti hai. Mere andar aage kya hoga ye soch ke excitement badhti jaa rahi thi. Maine kabhi ye socha nahi tha ki mujhe ye bhi dekhane milega.

Papa mausi ko bula rahe the: Jaldi aao sabar nahi hota.

Mausi papa ke paas aayi aur bed ke paas khade hoke boli: Kya jija ji, itni bhi kya jaldi hai? Aaj to poora din pada hai hum dono ke paas.

Papa bole: Lata meri jaan, ab sabar nahi hota, jaldi se aaja.

Aisa bol ke papa ne mausi ko apni taraf bed pe kheench liya, aur use apni baahon mein pakad liya. Ab dono ek-doosre se lipte hue the, aur bed par naag-nagin ki tarah lipat ke bed par ek-doosre ke upar-neeche ho rahe the.

Mausi ne papa ke lips pe apne lips rakh diye, aur papa ke upar let gayi. Papa ne bhi mausi ke lips ko choosna chaalu kiya, aur dono ek-doosre ko kiss karne lage. Unko dekh ke aisa lag raha tha ki dono ek-doosre ko khaa jayenge.

Papa ne kiss karte hue mausi ki saree nikaal di. Idhar mausi ne bhi papa ki lungi utaar di. Papa ne underwear nahi pehni thi, to unka khada lund mausi ke saamne salami de raha tha. Mausi petticoat aur blouse mein thi. Unke boobs blouse se baahar nikalne ko betaab ho rahe the.

Mausi ne papa ke lund ko hath mein pakda aur use sehlane lagi, aur nasheeli aankhon se sehlate hue lund ko dekhne lagi. Kuch der sehlane ke baad mausi ne papa ke lund ko muh mein liya, aur choosne lagi. Mausi ek-dum professional ki tarah lund ko choos rahi thi.

Papa ne bhi mausi ke blouse se unke boobs ko azaad kiya. Unke bade-bade boobs azaad hote hi latakne lage. Papa ne mausi ko apni aur kheencha, aur fir se kiss karne lage. Papa poori tarah nange the, aur papa ne mausi ko bhi poora naga kar diya tha.

Ab dono apne nange badan ko ek-doosre ke nage badan se ragad rahe the, aur kiss kar rahe the. Papa ne mausi ko apne neeche liya, aur apne lund ko mausi ki chut mein daala. Mausi ke muh se aahh nikal gayi. Fir papa dheere-dheere lund ko andar-baahar karne lage. Mausi bhi aahen bharne lagi-

Mausi: Aahh ahhhh jiju, zor se karo, tumhari lata bahut dino se bhookhi hai. Please aaj uski chut faad dena.

Papa bhi josh mein aa gaye the, aur wo bole: Lata meri jaan, aaj to tujhe jee bhar ke chodunga. Tere ghar pe hamesha tere bachhe aa jaate hai chudai ke beech mein. Aaj to main tumhe poora khaa jaunga.

Papa ne apni speed badha di. Mausi bhi zor-zor aahen bharne lagi ahhh aahh ahh ahh ki. 20 minute baad papa ne apna maal mausi ki chut mein hi gira diya, aur mausi ke upar let gaye. Mausi ne bhi papa ke maathe pe kiss kiya, aur unhe hug karke thodi der let gayi. Fir thodi der baad dono ne apna khel dobara chaalu kar diya, aur chudai ka maza lene lage.

Ye sab dekhte-dekhte main ye bhool gayi ki mera bhi college tha. Main khud ko sambhaalte hue ghar ke paas waale garden mein jaake baith gayi. Mere saamne abhi bhi papa aur mausi ki chudai ka nazara dikh raha tha.

College chhootne ke time main ghar pahunchi to papa tv dekh rahe the, aur mausi kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi. Mujhe dekh ke mausi muskura ke boli-

Mausi: Arre aa gayi beta tu college se? Chai piyegi?

Maine mausi ko haa bola aur hall mein papa ke saamne baith gayi.

Papa mere saamne mausi ko bole: Arre Lata, aaj iski mom ghar pe nahi hai, to tum bachho ko leke yahin aa jana. Hum log baahar se khaana order kar denge, aur mujhe tumse kuch kaam bhi hai.

Ye bol ke papa ne mausi ko aankh maari aur mausi bhi aankh mar ke papa ko boli-

Mausi: Haa jija ji, adhoora kaam hum raat ko karenge.

Aur dono ek-doosre ko dekh kar smile dene lage. Mujhe pata tha Inka kon sa kam raat ko poora hone wala tha. Meri bhi abhi aur excitement badh hi rahi thi, papa aur mausi ki masti dekhne ki. Aage ki chudai main aapko agli story mein bataungi.

I lay exhausted on top of mom Alka, our bodies still intertwined from the intense orgasm we’d just shared. The warmth of her skin against mine was a welcome contrast to the chilly morning air. As I caught my breath, my dick which was still nestled inside her began to soften and slide out. I could feel the sticky residue of our passion between my thighs, a mixture of our fluids bonding us together.

A wave of memories washed over me, taking me back to a time when I was injured and helpless, and Mom Alka was my caregiver. Then I recalled the embarrassing moments when my body had betrayed me, responding to her gentle touch with an unwelcome erection.

The memory of her bathing me, her fingers skillfully cleaning under my foreskin, and the unexpected release of my pent-up desire still made my cheeks burn. I had never imagined that she would keep my secret, silently enduring my unintentional displays of lust.

Little did I know that those moments would fuel my fantasies for years to come. The thought of Mom Alka, her soft hands on my naked body, and the forbidden nature of our relationship had become a recurring theme in my private moments of self-pleasure. And now, here we were, living out those fantasies, our bodies entangled in a web of desire and pleasure.

As we lay there, cuddling to keep warm, I felt a renewed hunger stirring within me. The cold air nipped at my skin, but my body craved more of her heat. Then I shifted my position, sliding my now-softened cock out of her warm sheath, and positioned myself between her thighs, my face level with her glistening pussy. The scent of our lovemaking filled my nostrils, a heady aroma that drove me wild.

“Mom,” I whispered, my voice hoarse from our earlier exertions. “I want to taste you again.”

She let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering open. “Abhi, my dear, you don’t have to. We’ve already…” Her words trailed off as I leaned in, my tongue flicking across her sensitive clit.

“Shh,” I murmured, my breath hot against her damp folds. “I want to. I want to explore every inch of you.”

With that, I dove in, my tongue lapping at her juices, savoring the taste of her. I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue, swirling and flicking, watching as her body arched in response. Her hands found their way into my hair, fingers tangling in the curls as she guided me, urging me on. Then I sucked her clit into my mouth, applying gentle suction, and felt her hips buck against my face.

“Yes, Abhi,” she panted, her hands tightening in my hair. “There… oh, yes…”

Then I explored her with my tongue, tracing the edges of her pussy, dipping into her warm depths, and then returning to her throbbing clit. I could feel her pleasure building, her body tensing, and I wanted to draw out this moment, make it last forever. Then I inserted a finger into her, curling it to find that magical spot within her, and her hips bucked again, her juices flooding my hand.

“Oh, Abhi! I’m… I’m…” Her words dissolved into a guttural moan as her orgasm washed over her. I held her, my mouth and fingers working in unison, riding out the waves of her release. Her body trembled beneath me, and I savored the taste of her essence, the musky flavor of our combined desire.

As her tremors subsided, I kissed my way up her body, my cock hardening again with each touch. Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of satisfaction and mischief as she pulled me up for a kiss, her tongue sliding against mine, sharing the taste of her juices.

“I think someone’s ready for more,” she purred, her hand finding my now-throbbing cock.

I groaned into her mouth. My hands were roaming over her body, cupping her breasts, and teasing her nipples. “I can’t get enough of you, mom. I want to make love to you again.”

She guided me onto my back, her eyes gleaming with desire. “This time, I want to be on top. I want to ride you, Abhi.”

I nodded, eager to fulfill her wish. Then I positioned myself on the blanket, my cock standing proudly, awaiting her command. She straddled me, her pussy hovering just above my throbbing length. I could feel the heat radiating from her, and I ached to be inside her again.

With a slow, deliberate motion, she lowered herself onto me, taking me inch by inch. Her eyes closed in pleasure as she enveloped me, her warm, wet walls squeezing my cock. I groaned, my hands gripping her hips, as she began to move, her body undulating in a slow, sensuous rhythm.

“That’s it, Mom,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire. “Ride me, mommy. Show me how much you want it.”

She smiled a mischievous glint in her eyes and quickened her pace. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hardening in the cold air. I watched, mesmerized, as she rode me, her body moving with a primal grace. Then I reached up, cupping her breasts, and pinched her nipples, eliciting a sharp gasp from her.

“Oh, Abhi! Yes, like that. Harder…”

I obliged, my fingers twisting and tugging at her sensitive peaks as she rode me with increasing urgency. Her moans filled the room, a wild symphony of pleasure. I thrust my hips upward, meeting her downward strokes, our bodies colliding in a frenzy of desire.

“I am close, Abhi,” she panted, her breath coming in short gasps. “Oh, god… I’m going to…”

Her words were cut off by a sharp cry as her orgasm overtook her. Her body clenched around me, her muscles gripping my cock in a vice-like grip. I felt my own release building, intense pressure in my balls, and with a final, powerful thrust, I erupted inside her, our cries of pleasure mingling in the air.

We collapsed, our bodies still joined, our hearts racing. I held her, my hands caressing her back, as we lay there, catching our breath. The blanket had slipped off during our passionate coupling, leaving us exposed to the cold air, but neither of us cared. We were lost in the aftermath of our shared ecstasy.

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence, jolting us back to reality.

“Well, well… what do we have here?”

I turned my head, my heart sinking as I saw Neerja standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with surprise. The blanket had indeed slipped away, leaving our naked, intertwined bodies on full display.

“Neerja!” I exclaimed, my voice filled with panic.

She stood there, her gaze flicking between us, a mixture of emotions playing across her face. I could see the questions in her eyes, the unspoken words hanging in the air.

“I can explain…,” I stammered, my mind racing to find the right words.

But before I could say more, Neerja’s expression softened, and a slow smile spread across her face. “No need, Abhi. I think I understand perfectly.”

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving us alone with our secrets and the lingering heat of our passion.

Part 6 Will be the last Part of This Chapter, but there are more chapters to come in the future. Stay tuned and enjoy…

Yours,

Abhi

After lurking around here and reading stories of people, I think this is the right platform to get my story out anonymously. The incidents mentioned ahead have been with me for a lot of years and I want to get them off my chest.

The incidents happened two months after I turned 19. My family has four members. My dad (42), my mom (39) and my grandfather (62). My grandmother had passed away. After that, my grandfather left our village and came to live with us.

We had a lot of land in the village, which was taken care of by my grandfather. He refused to take help and did all the farming by himself. It kept him healthy even at a later age.

My father got a job in Qatar when I was 16, and he had to leave. He would visit once or twice a year based on his allowance. It was a demanding job, so things were difficult for him.

My mom is a housewife and a pretty lady. This I noticed when I was in my late teenage years. She was exceptionally beautiful. A fair complexion and thick body. She has 34D breasts, which sag a little (not too big. But they have good weight from what I can tell).

She has thick thighs, which can be noticed when she wears a suit. Her leggings get tight around her thighs and ass whenever she bends. It would make my dick hard, which made me feel guilty sometimes.

We own a 4-BHK apartment in a posh society in Pune, thanks to my dad’s high-paying job. I started smoking cigarettes, and soon, it turned into an addiction. The three rooms are occupied by me, my parents and my grandpa. The fourth room is a store room.

The downside of my room was that it didn’t have a balcony. So I could not smoke inside. The other three rooms had a circular, connected terrace-like balcony. So, after everyone went to sleep, I would go through the store room and access the balcony.

I would smoke 2-3 cigarettes and come back. It was a pretty foolproof plan. No one would expect me to be there so I would not get caught. Two months after my birthday celebration, I got a sudden urge to smoke at 1 in the night. My father had not been home in more than a year.

So I was moving around like a free animal, doing whatever I wanted. I grabbed the cigarette box and lighter and stepped out of my room, quietly closing the door behind me. The whole house was dark and quiet. The store room was just in front of my door.

The room next to the store was my grandpa’s, and the room at the end of the lobby was my parents. I slowly entered the store room and closed the door behind me. It was dark, but I was used to the layout. I knew where each thing was due to my every night endeavours.

I smoothly travelled to the balcony door and slid it open. I stepped out and looked out on the city. We lived on the top floor. The city looked beautiful at night, which was also the reason to smoke. I pulled out a cigarette and was about to light it.

I noticed the balcony was surprisingly bright today. The blood froze in my veins as I turned my head. The light was coming from my parent’s room.

“Fuck. Am I getting caught today? Did mom get suspicious?” Thoughts rushed in my mind. I put back the cigarette and moved slowly towards her door. “She might have forgotten to turn off the lights,” I assured myself.

I crossed Grandpa’s room, and the lights were out. I breathed a sigh. At least he was sleeping. My father gifted a huge hanging chair to my grandpa which was installed in front of mom’s balcony door. It was shaking, which meant someone was sitting on it not long ago.

Fear was growing inside me. I was done for. I was moving along the railing to keep out of sight. I stopped right before Mom’s room came into sight and took a peek. The TV was on, and a debate was going on in the news channel. The sound was not that loud, but enough that I could hear it outside.

“When did Mom start watching the news?” I thought to myself. Then suddenly, as if I named the devil, the bathroom door unlocked, and Mom walked out. She was wearing a blue pyjama and a black bra that revealed too much of her cleavage. The bra was barely holding her tits from coming out.

Her hair was tied in a bun, and her mangalsutra was trapped in her cleavage. This was the first time I had seen her in a bra. My dick was making a tent in shorts, begging to be touched. Something was off. I could feel it. I jumped quickly and hid behind the hanging chair. The view of her room was now clear.

Grandpa was lying naked on the bed. His hands were behind his head, and his eyes focused on the TV. I was so shocked that I forgot to breathe. I had to take long breaths to process what I was seeing, f this was even real. My eyes travelled from his chest to his semi-erect dick.

Then to mom, who was now rubbing his thighs. She sat on the bed on her knees, between his legs. She took his dick in her hands, stroking it gently. I now understood that the size of my dick was pure genetics as his dick rose to full length.

It was at least 8 inches, maybe more. It was thick and veiny, darker in complexion than mine. Mom bent down and parted her lips, taking the tip in her mouth and sucking it. The side view was perfect to see the arch her back made. Her tits hung heavily on his thighs.

The bra was fighting for its life to keep them in. She pulled back and picked out a piece of hair from her tongue. She opened her mouth wide and pushed her tongue out to make space for what she was about to do. She pushed her mouth on his dick once again, taking almost 90% of it inside her mouth.

Her hands rested on the bed as she moved her head up and down on his dick, choking on it. Grandpa grabbed her by the hair and pushed her mouth deeper into his dick. Choking sounds echoed so loud that I could hear them outside. She started tapping his thighs, begging him to let go.

He pushed her deep once more and forced her to stay a few seconds before letting go. Mom pulled up as saliva drooled from her mouth all over his dick and on her bra. She coughed for a minute, trying hard to catch her breath. Her tits were going up and down with every deep breath she took.

She kissed the tip of his dick and started licking it sideways. I was shivering now, my dick so hard that it started to ache inside my shorts. I could not believe what was going on in front of my eyes. My mom was sucking my grandfather’s dick.

Grandpa got up and walked around the bed. Mom was still bent on the bed. He held the hem of her pyjama. He pulled it down enough to reveal the shape of her perfectly round and thick ass. Only the shape of it was visible from the side angle. I desperately wanted to see what Grandpa was seeing.

His dick was hard as a pole at this point. He put the dick on her pussy and spit on it before pushing with all his might. Mom cried out a loud moan, and Grandpa instantly slapped her ass, gesturing her to be quiet. She put her left hand on her mouth.

Her right hand grabbed the bedsheet with all her might as Grandpa started fucking her in a fast rhythm. His head was tilted towards the TV. His eyes were fixated on the news while he rammed my mom. She was struggling, trying to hold back her moans. Her tits were hanging like huge mangoes in a bag.

Grandpa pulled out and spread her legs a bit more, as far as he could. With her pyjamas still on, he entered once again in a swift motion. This time he was holding her ass with both his hands, spreading them while he fucked her. His eyes were looking down, probably to see how his dick entered her pussy.

Something clicked inside me, and I pulled out my phone. It was the latest Samsung that my dad got me as my birthday gift. I opened the camera app and zoomed in so that Grandpa and Mom were clearly visible in the frame. I pressed record as Grandpa let out a groan and suddenly increased his speed.

The sound of his thighs colliding with mom echoed in my ears, “Tap, Tap, Tap.” He pulled out once again and cum as soon as his dick came out of her pussy. Cum shots flew all over mom’s back, some of it getting in her hair. Mom lay down on her stomach, her pyjamas still halfway down to her knees.

Grandpa grabbed his lungi and wrapped it around his waist. He grabbed his baniyan and moved towards the balcony door. I jerked back into my senses and pulled back into a dark corner behind the swing. He opened the door and came out, closing it behind him.

He did not look around and quickly went inside his room. I pressed stop on the recording and closed my phone. I looked back to see Mom get up and go to the washroom. I kept my phone back and started walking away slowly. My heart was beating like it was going to burst any minute.

I reached the store and decided not to smoke, or I would say I could not. I came back to my room and lay down. I opened the video and started touching my dick as I saw her getting backshots. The video came to an end before I could finish. I pressed on replay, but I could not shake a feeling.

From what I could tell, Mom was very horny, which is understandable since Dad is rarely home. But then Grandpa fucked her for like 10-15 minutes maximum. She could not have been satisfied with just one position and such a short time. I stood up completely.

“Fuck, she was still horny.” A thought popped up in my mind. “Of course, she would be. There’s no other answer.” I grabbed my phone and made my way to the balcony. I opened the door quietly, and the lights were still on. I was on the move again before I could think.

I will continue with the rest of the experience in the next part. Stay tuned!

Hello I am Parul Parikh, I am from Gujarat, Ahmedabad, and I am Gujarati. I am sharing my experience that recently happened with my foreign Boss’s son and his friends in the UK. Please share your feedback at my email [email protected].

So this incident happened when I was deported to the UK. The company decided to start their new office in the UK for more sales. My main Boss is from Germany. He decided that I shall take care of Sales and HR activity in the new office in the UK.

I came to the UK just before the summer started here. The office here is in the quiet countryside. The building is like an old-style building with a single floor. There are other buildings nearby, but they do not share a common wall with this office. This office has its backyard garden with a view of a big empty land.

Inside, there is a reception, kitchen, my office, Boss’s office, and a meeting room with an opening in the garden. A customer lounge with its own bathroom and garden opening. In this office, apart from me, only the receptionist lady works. She is an elderly woman in her 50s. I call her by her surname, Bagshaw.

Apart from doing receptionist work, she also helps with arranging meals and drinks for the customers. The customer’s lounge is a big room with a mini bar, a decent-sized bathroom, a sofa with a lounger, TV. In the garden also there are sofas, tables, chairs, and loungers.

After moving to the UK, my Boss from Germany, Mr Smith, called me. He said that his younger son Frederick is about to start college and before that, he will visit his friends in the UK. He wants to give his son and his friends a gift. I said, “Ow, that is great news. I can ask Mrs Bagshaw to buy some gifts for them.”

My Boss said, “No, no, you don’t have to arrange the gift because you are the gift.” I was stunned. I asked in a scared and worried voice, “What? I did not understand. I am sorry. Please explain to me what you mean by I am the gift.”

Mr Smith laughed and said, “Well, my son is about to start college. Before he starts college, I want him to enjoy, so you will be the one who will fulfil my demand and make my boy happy and proud. So, be ready to entertain my son and his friends. They will play with you as they want, and you will not hesitate at all.”

“Otherwise, you know how much trouble you will be into. Frederick will be in the office tomorrow at noon with his three more friends. So make sure he is not disappointed and shows his power in front of his friends. Do not let him down. Is that understood?”

I was quiet and shocked, and Mr Smith repeated, “Is that understood what you need to do, Parul?” I said, “Okay, Mr. Smith.”

I went to Mrs Bagshaw and told her, “Mrs Bagshaw, tomorrow our boss’s son Frederick is visiting our office with his three friends to have some fun here. Please unsee what happens here tomorrow, and keep it secret else we both will be in trouble.”

The next afternoon, Mrs Bagshaw came to my office and said, “Frederick is here, and I have asked him to take a rest in the customer’s lounge. He laughed loudly and told me to pass his message to you. ‘Tell that Indian girl Parul that her riders are here. Get ready to fill up all the holes. Be present in the customer’s lounge and bring some drinks around 4 pm.’”

I again asked Mrs. Bagshaw to keep all quiet. She said, “Darling, I don’t know what is going to happen. But I will keep it quiet.” I, with a worried and scared face, went to the customer’s lounge. I saw four boys seated on the sofa.

One of them said, “There we go, guys, our pleasure, and the fun item has arrived. My father has arranged Indian for us today, come in Parul, have a seat.” I went and sat on the single sofa. It was in front of the lounger on which those four boys were sitting.

All four boys did hi-five and started cheering up and talking to each other. “That’s an awesome Indian piece, damn fucking hot item. Fuck dude, that’s a nice piece of meat, look at her juices, man, this is going to be great fun.”

So Frederick started introducing his friends. He said, “Oye, Parul, this is Edward, Henry and Aslam, my friends. I hope you do not disappoint us today.” Henry said, “We are also going to have a good time with this Indian girl, hahaha.”

Aslam said, “Yeah, that will be the best moment of my life, fucking her, hahaha.” Aslam saw at me and said, “Teri bur marne ka maza aa jayega, ladki.” (I will enjoy fucking your pussy, girl.) I was just shocked listening to this and just staring at them.

By the way, let me tell you all about these four boys. Frederik was taller than me, around 5 feet 9 inches, and he was very heavy, maybe around 80 Kgs. Edward was white, also a little overweight and was around 5 feet 7inch.

Henry was also white. He was very slim and skinny, the same as Edward’s height. Aslam was around 5 feet 6inch and muscular.

Frederik said, “Yo, guys, let’s not keep this Indian waited. Let’s plan how we start.” Edward said, “Clothes, isn’t it, man? Let’s see how this Indian bitch is. From outside, she is damn hot. Look at her boobs, man,” and by saying this, he was showing his tongue.

Aslam said, “Let us ask her to remove her clothes one by one of our choice. Freddie, you are the boss. You are the main owner, haha. You start first.” Frederik said in an ordering tone, “Oye, you, Parul, your coat off, now, come on fast. And call me us master now, okay.”

I said with a bit shaken voice, “Umm, okay, I will.” I removed my coat and placed it aside. Frederik said, “Guys come on, order this bitch one by one.” Edward said, “Alright, yeah, so Parul, your shirt off now.” While saying this, all the boys were looking at each other and laughing.

I started opening the buttons of my shirt. I moved down, revealing my chest. All four boys’ eyes were wide open, and they were saying, “Yo, man, look at that what is coming out, damn hot, those Indian boobs. She is so fair, she is not brown, fucking hell.”

When I was removing my shirt from my hands, I moved my chest forward. Looking at this, they started making expressions of the wolf showing their hands like they were pressing something. Showed their tongue like they were sucking something, and they started pressing their dick.

Then Henry said, “Ah, my turn, so Parul, stand up, turn around and take off your pants now. I want to see your big Indian ass.” I stood up, turned back, and started removing my pants. When I bent down to remove my pants, they again started making sounds of a wolf.

They were saying, “Yes, man, that’s a nice big ass. Today is the day for cock. Aslam said, “Now is my turn to take up this Indian. Parul, take off your bra, hurry up.” Frederik, Edward and Henry also started saying, “Yeah, take that bra off. Show us your Indian boobs.”

I then slowly started removing my bra in front of those four kids. As soon as I removed my bra and revealed my breasts, their mouths were wide open. They were showing their hands as they were pressing something and making weird facial expressions.

They were also saying, “Fucking hell, her boobs are big, tight, very white and her nipples are not big. I want to crush these Indian boobs. Frederik said, “Come on, hurry up now, remove your panty, and get fully naked. Hurry up.” I stood up and said, “Okay, master as you command,” and removed my panty.

Frederik said, “Guys, I can’t wait, fucking hell, look at her pussy, man, it is clean-shaved. Let’s get naked now. I can’t imagine what I will do.” After saying this, all four stood up. Edward said, “Let’s fuck this Indian pussy now,” and they all started getting naked in front of me.

Henry said, “weather is sunny today; we can fuck her in the garden as well.” Aslam said, “Yeah, bro, that will be awesome.” Frederik said, “This is our piece today. We can fuck her as we want.” So, all went naked, and I was shocked that they had very little hairs on their private parts.

They were so young for this. But their cocks were very thick and long. They all came closer to me and started circling me, passing comments like, “Oh, what a nice piece of meat,  juicy melons, sexy big thighs. This Indian is going to fucked hard by us today, hahaha.”

While saying all this, they were pressing my boobs, hips, thighs, and belly. They were moving their hands all over my chest. I was looking at them one by one. They were coming so close to my neck and lips that their cocks were rubbing my thighs.

All of them slapped my hips multiple times and pressed and bounced my hips. Frederik said, “Come on guys, let’s go out and enjoy this Indian. Parul, hold our cock and take us outside. Hold my cock and Edwards’ cock first and take us out. Then you bring these two guys. We want to enjoy you outside in the sun.”

I held Federik’s and Edward’s cock. Edward, while shaking his cock in front of me, said, “Come, you fucking Indian bitch, hurry up, take my cock in your hand. My cock is getting excited.” All of them started laughing. After holding Frederik’s and Edward’s cock I started moving towards the garden.

These boys were passing comments. “Oh, damn, look at that ass, so deep gap, big bouncing ass. I  want to fucking bite that big ass. I am going to rub my cock between those. I am going to fuck her from behind.” I left Frederik and Edward in the garden. They were shaking their cocks.

When I turned back, I saw that Aslam and Henry were also shaking their cocks. When I went close to Henry and Aslam, Henry said, “Hold this British cock babe.”

Aslam said, “Le chal pakad ye lund. Le chal hume garden mein teri Indian chut marwane ke liye” (Take this  cock in your hand and take us in the garden to get your Indian pussy fucked.)

You guys can imagine what my situation will be. I couldn’t show my anger and hate being so helpless. I had to say, “Okay, master, let’s go.” I held Henry’s and Aslam’s cock and took them too in the garden.

While I was taking them into the garden, they were spanking my hips and saying, “Ahha, nice bouncy Indian hips, fucking hot.” Finally, I and those four boys were naked and outside in the garden.

Frederik said, “Alright, boys, first of all, I want to suck this Indian bitch’s big boobs. You guys do whatever you want to with her. Let me suck her boobs, Parul, hold my cock and start shaking it, and I’ll suck your boobs.” I held his cock and forwarded my boobs in front of Frederik.

I said, “Okay master, there you got take them in your mouth.” Frederik smashed on my breasts and held my left breast tightly, and started sucking it hard. While he was sucking my breasts, he was also speaking, “ What a nice boob.” In between, he was also putting his face between my breasts.

Frederik was playing with my breasts. Edward, Henry and Aslam were rubbing their cock on my body and pressing my waist, hips. Rubbing their hands on my thighs. Frederik then said, “Alright, that was a pleasure sucking her boobs. I want my cock between her ass. You guys take Parul’s front, hahaha.”

He then came behind me, and others came in front of me with nasty smiles on their face. One by one, they started pressing my boobs so hard like junglies. They were passing comments, “This Indian bitch has nice big boobs, man.” They all started fondling my breasts so hard.

They were putting their face between my breasts. Here Frederik, behind me, held my waist and whispered in my ears, “Feel the German cock between your ass, Parul.” After saying this, he pressed his cock between my hips and started rubbing his cock up and down, left and right, between my ass.

He was doing, “What a nice soft ass.” The other three guys were shaking and fondling my breasts so hard. Then Frederik said, “Parul, come, sleep on the couch face down. I want to sleep on top of you.” He grabbed me and pushed on a lounger, inserted his hands under my breasts.

I started pressing his cock between my hips. Then he said to others, “Give this bitch your cock in her hand, keep her busy, guys. Look what I am doing, hahaha, nice, isn’t it.” After saying this, he started stroking his cock between my hips by moving his waist.

I was holding Edwards and Henry’s cock in my hands. Frederik was pressing my breasts and stroking his cock between my hips. Then he stood up and said, “I want this bitch to suck my cock, and then you guys take your turn, alright, Parul, stand up and get on your knees in front of me, come on.”

I said, “Okay, Master, as you command,” and then I got on my knees in front of Frederik. He first took his cock in his hands and started rubbing his cock all over my face, on my eyes, on my cheeks, on my lips. He said, “How’s feeling this cock on your face? Take it in your mouth.”

He then grabbed my cheeks and pressed hard so that my mouth got open. Then he started putting his cock in my mouth, saying, “Take this cock, take it all.” He then grabbed my head from my back and then started stroking his cock in my mouth, and said, “Ahhh, it feels so nice inside your mouth, suck it, Parul.”

On the other side, Aslam and Henry came close to me and said, “Take my cock and start shaking it.” Edward, on the other side, started pressing and fondling my breasts.

After some time, Federik said, “Aah, guys, that was a hell of a lot of pleasure fucking this Indian’s mouth. Now, Aslam, your turn. Put your cock in her mouth and fuck it.” Asalm then came in front of me, shaking his cock with a nasty laugh on his face.

He then held my head with his other hand and started shaking his cock in front of my face saying, “See this cock? This is going into your mouth to fuck and get pleasure, hahaha.” Frederik started smoking and gave cigarettes to Edward, Henry and Aslam.

I was now holding Edward’s and Henry’s cock in my hands. They were smoking the cigarette while closing their eyes with pleasure. Aslam started rubbing his cock all over my face saying, “Ah, it feels so nice rubbing my cock on this Indian’s face. How does it feel, Parul?”

All others were laughing loud, extending their hands in front of me, saying, “Look at this poor Indian bitch, going to get fucked today.”

Aslam then grabbed my cheeks and said, “Open your mouth, take this  cock in your mouth, le bhenchod, Sali, aaj teri esi marunga ke tu yaad rakhegi.” (Take this cock, sister fucker. Today, I am going to fuck you such that you will remember it for your whole life.)

Saying this, he rubbed his cock on my lips and pushed his cock in my mouth. With his one hand, he grabbed my head and started stroking his cock in my mouth, and with his second hand, he was taking puffs of a cigarette.

On each stroke, Aslam was saying, “Take this cock, you bitch. Bhenchod, le mera loda tere muh me, ye le, take it in your mouth.” (Take this cock, sister fucker, take my dick in your mouth, take it) Aslam’s cock was fully inside my mouth, and I was sucking it.

After some time, Aslam took out his cock from my mouth and told Frederik, “I am done fucking her mouth. You ask others to take her mouth.” Frederik said, “Alright guys, Henry, come on, my man, it’s your turn, fuck this Indian’s mouth with your cock.”

Henry took a puff of a cigarette and said, “Why not? With pleasure, indeed.” Frederick, Edward and Aslam started playing with my breasts, hips and thighs. Henry came in front of me while shaking his cock. He said, “See this white cock, Parul, it’s going to fuck your mouth now.”

He also rubbed his cock all over my face, my eyes, my cheeks, and my lips and said, “How does it feel? Nice? Come on, open your mouth, come on, take this cock in your mouth.” He then grabbed my cheeks and pushed his cock in my mouth.

He grabbed my head from my back and pushed his cock in my mouth. He held his cock for a while inside my mouth and took it out. He then did that again and again. I was sucking his cock.  All others were laughing and saying, “Oh, look at this piece, hahaha, fucking hell, she is fucked today.”

Edward said, “Henry, come on, man, let me fuck her mouth now, my dick is desperate.” Henry said, “Sure, bro, come on, take over to her mouth now.” Edward came in front of me and started slapping my cheeks with his cock. He rubbed his cock on my lips.

Then he opened my mouth by pressing my cheeks and inserted his cock in my mouth. Now I was sucking Edward’s cock and making sounds. Frederik said, “Ahh, that was a pleasure fucking her mouth, guys. What do you want to do now?” Edward said, “Let us get a massage now.”

Henry and Aslam also added to that, saying, “Yeah, let’s get boobs massage.” Frederik said, “Nice idea, fellas,” and lay down on the lounger. He told me, “Oye Parul, come here and give us massage one by one. Start rubbing your boobs from my feet to my face, alright?”

I, with a tired voice, said, “Okay, master.” I then went on top of him. I started rubbing my breasts on his legs. When I was doing that, my hips were up. Edward, Henry and Aslam said, “Look at her pussy, her ass, that’s awesome.”

Then they started spanking my hips and rubbing their fingers between my hips and on my pussy. They were pressing my hips and saying, “Ah, look at this man, such a soft big ass, hahaha.”

When I reached Federik’s cock, he said, “Wait, Parul, now press your boobs on my cock and give a massage. Rub my cock between your boobs.” I started doing that, and he was like, “That’s so nice,  come on, yeah. Do that fast. Your boobs are so soft and nice. Come forward on my face now.”

Then I went to his face, and he smiled and said, “Yeah, give my face your boobs’ massage.” I started pressing my breasts on his face, and his hands were on my hips. The other three guys were slapping hard on my hips.

Then Frederik said, “Alright, Parul, now it’s the turn of Edward. Edward, come, man, get some massage, hahaha,” Edward then slept on the lounger and said, “Come on, you fucking bitch, give me a massage.” I said, “Okay, my master.” I went on top of Edward and started rubbing my breasts on his legs to his cock.

Aslam, while rubbing his hand between my hips and on my pussy said to Frederik, “Fedie, grab her ass, man, look at her ass.” Frederik grabbed my hips so tightly and spanked multiple times on my hips. He rubbed his fingers between my hips and on my pussy.

In between, Henry, Aslam and Federik were also rubbing their cock on my all-over body. Edward said, “Come down to my cock and give a nice boobs massage, babe.” I came to Edward’s cock and pressed it between my breasts, and started rubbing them on his cock.

He was like, “Aah, man, that’s heaven. Come on, you bitch. Fucking hell, come over my face now.” I went on his face and then started rubbing my breasts on his face. He was saying, “Your boobs are awesome, darling,  let me suck them.”

Edward said, “All alright, whose next? Hahaha, get some boobs massage.” Henry said, “I want that boobs massage,” and lay down on the lounger. His finger pointed me to come over on top of him. I said, “Okay, master.” I went on top of him and started rubbing my breast from his legs to his cock.

Hello once again to all the lusty and horny readers of this wonderful platform. Hope you all are safe in these hard times. The incident that I am going to share this time is the one that happened a few months back. A cuckold reader requested me to spark their sex life.

Let me introduce myself. I work in an MNC in Kolkata aged 28 with a height of around 6 ft tall and of normal shape and size. My dick size is around 5 inches. I am a temporary companion to the lonely bhabhies around Kolkata. I hang out with them on a temporary date or hookup.

The story is regarding a reader of mine in Kolkata who has a cuckold fantasy. His name was Rahul, and his wife was Shobha (both names changed). I still remember the day Rahul approached me with his request. He wanted me to ignite the spark in his marriage to Shobha, and I couldn’t resist the temptation.

Rahul was captivated by my erotic stories at ISS. He sought solace in my words, igniting his deepest desires. His marriage to Shobha had lost its spark, leaving him unable to fulfil her needs. I agreed to meet Shobha, intrigued by Rahul’s confession.

At the restaurant, Shobha wore a simple yet elegant suit, her beauty shining through. Over coffee, Shobha shared her frustrations about their stagnant sex life.

“I feel like a flower wilting away, unwatered and untouched,” Shobha confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. “Rahul used to make me feel desired, but now…now I’m just a mere afterthought.”

I listened intently, my eyes locked onto hers. “You deserve to be cherished, Shobha. Your body is a masterpiece, begging to be admired,” I whispered, holding her hand.

Our date began with me arriving at their home with roses. Shobha answered the door, resplendent in a red saree tied elegantly below her navel, showcasing her curves. Her hair flowed, and jasmine fragrance wafted around her.

“Stunning,” I whispered, my eyes locked on hers. “You shine brighter than the stars, Shobha.”

As I entered, Shobha’s beauty took my breath away. Her 36D-34-36 figure was accentuated by the saree, leaving me speechless.

“Your beauty is a work of art,” I whispered in a husky voice. “I’m honoured to witness it up close.”

Shobha’s pulse quickened as my hand brushed against hers. The air thickened with tension.

The bedroom was set – dim lights, soft music, and rose petals on the bed. Rahul sat in the corner, watching. Shobha and I danced. Our bodies were swaying together. Hands touched, sparks flew, and we kissed. Rahul’s fantasy unfolded before him.

My lips trailed down Shobha’s neck, leaving feather-like kisses. “Your skin tastes like honey,” I whispered. My lips caressed her chest, lingering on the curves of her breasts. Shobha’s sighs filled the air. My hands roamed her back, tracing the contours of her spine.

My lips followed, leaving a trail of gentle kisses.

“Your back is a canvas of beauty,” I murmured.

I gently bit her ear, and Shobha’s eyes sparkled with delight. A soft moan escaped her lips, enticing me further.

“Your touch ignites me,” Shobha whispered.

My lips danced across her skin, worshipping her body. I suckled her armpits.

“Oh, yes! Love me everywhere,” Shobha moaned.

My fingers danced across her navel, sending shivers. My lips kissed the sensitive skin, igniting a fire within.

“I want you,” I whispered in a barely audible tone. Shobha’s response was a soft moan, her lips inviting another kiss. Our bodies entwined, lost in the haze of passion. My lips returned to Shobha’s, our kiss growing hungrier. Hands roamed, exploring every curve.

Shobha’s saree slipped off her shoulder, revealing smooth skin. My fingers traced the contour of her neck, sending shivers. Their tongues danced a sensual waltz.

Time stood still. The world narrowed to the space between us. Shobha’s eyes fluttered open, meeting my gaze. Desire sparkled in their depths. Rahul watched, mesmerized, as my lips ravished his wife. Shobha’s sighs and moans fueled his arousal. He felt a mix of emotions: excitement, guilt, and lust.

Shobha’s eyes met mine, a fleeting moment of connection. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with desire. Rahul’s heart swelled, knowing his wife was finally satisfied.

But this was just the beginning. I was holding Shobha from the back, rolling my fingers over her navel and biting her earlobes. I undressed myself and was just in my trousers. Shobha removed her saree, and she was also just in her blouse and petticoat. Both of us weren’t wearing any undergarments.

My dick was erect and was rubbing against her ass cracks. I pushed her into the bed, and she tied her hair in a bun. I removed my trousers, showing the couple my manhood.

Shobha’s passion overflowed. With a tantalizing smile, she shed her blouse, unveiling the perfection of her bare breasts. The delicate fabric slipped away, revealing the enticing contours of her chest. Her erect nipples beckoned me to surrender to their allure.

I also dived into the bed, crawling towards the sex goddess and started sucking her boobies and pressing her ass. Shobha was laughing and moaning at the same time. For years, that intimate sanctuary had remained untouched, its depths uncharted, its pleasures unclaimed, until now.

Shobha’s urgent breaths begged me to unravel the tension, her eyes locking onto mine with a silent supplication: ‘Take me now, end this exquisite agony.” But I savoured the suspense, delighting in the gradual unravelling of her desire.

With deliberate slowness, I explored the sensual contours of her body, savouring the tender hollow of her navel. Then, indulging in the intimate warmth of her armpits. Their sweet essence unfolded on my tongue, golden nectar rivalling the finest honey, leaving me drunk with desire.

With a tender touch, I removed the last barrier, unveiling the soft, golden curves of her hips. The intimate, shimmering haven that had been hidden from view. Shobha’s tears of passion flowed like a river as I drifted lower, my lips tracing a tender path to the velvet softness between her thighs.

Her carefully groomed, velvety smoothness enticed me, hinting at the unexplored depths that lay concealed, a promise of untold pleasures waiting to be unearthed. Shobha’s eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with desire as if beckoning me to explore the hidden treasures within.

The soft, golden light danced across her skin, illuminating the subtle contours of her body. I was lost in the beauty. With every gentle caress, her passion unfolded, a delicate bloom of sensation that filled the air. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, and the world narrowed to the space between us.

I fucked her pussy with my tongue. She was pressing my head against her pussy walls with soft moans. I placed the condom on my dick, and now I am ready to explore the unexplored. I softly inserted my dick into her pussy. It was fucking tight, and I moved slowly.

Shobha’s legs wrapped tightly around mine, pulling me deeper into her warm embrace. Our faces are inches apart, our eyes locked in a passionate gaze, souls connecting through every tender touch. With each gentle thrust, our bodies swayed in perfect harmony.

The warmth of our skin and the rhythm of our hearts beating as one. Shobha’s soft sighs filled the air. Her fingers traced gentle patterns on my back, sending shivers down my spine. In this intimate pose, our love shone brighter, our connection strengthening with every passing moment.

As we moved together, Shobha’s body arched upwards, her breasts pressing against my chest, our lips meeting in tender kisses. Our hips swayed in unison, every stroke igniting a fire that burned deeper within us. The world around us melted away, leaving only the warmth of our love.

The gentle cadence of our breathing. At this moment, we were one, our hearts beating as a single entity. Our love shines like a beacon in the darkness. Our love became a symphony of sensations, every touch a tender melody. With a few strokes, we broke the missionary position.

Our bodies parted from their tender alignment. Yet Shobha’s eyes flashed with unquenched longing, beckoning me to revisit the depths of our connection. She wanted me to satiate the lingering ache of her unfulfilled desire. With gentle reverence, I brushed my lips against Shobha’s forehead.

I devoured her mouth in a sultry kiss, rekindling the flames of our passion. I setting the stage for our next intoxicating encounter. Shobha’s legs lifted, inviting me to explore her deepest depths. Her hips tilted upwards in sweet surrender.

Our bodies rocked together, every stroke intensifying the pleasure, our love becoming a symphony of sensations. With her legs wrapped around me. Our intimacy grew, our connection strengthening with each tender movement. Shobha’s eyes sparkled with desire.

Her lips parted in ecstasy. I traced gentle kisses along her neck, her shoulders, and her breasts. In this pose, our passion ignited, our love burning brighter with every passing moment. As we moved together, Shobha’s body responded to every touch.

Her muscles tensed and relaxed in perfect rhythm. Our hips danced together, every stroke a tender caress, every kiss a promise of forever. The world around us faded away, leaving only the warmth of our love and the gentle cadence of our breathing.

In this moment, we were lost in the depths of our passion. Our love was shining like a guiding star. Our connection strengthened, our hearts beating as one, our love forever etched in our souls.

In the afterglow of our passion, Shobha’s body nestled into mine, our limbs tangled in a loving embrace. Our hearts, still pounding from the intensity, slowed together, beating as one. The warmth of our skin, the gentle caress of our breath, and the sweet scent of our love enveloped us.

Time stood still as we cherished this fleeting moment, the world outside fading into insignificance. The soft snores from the corner underscored the secrecy of our love. Meanwhile, her husband slumbered peacefully in the corner, oblivious to the fiery connection burning between us.

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Hello friends! I have come back to tell the next part of my story. So, in the previous part, I told you how we convinced mom to have group sex and then fucked her with the help of uncle and aunt. Thus let’s begin the next part of the story.

Mom felt that dad had not been aware of our sex. That was why she was worried. But the next morning, when my uncle told my whole plan to mom, she got angry at me. However, the fun that mom had last night made her calm a little, and she did not say much. Now I had to make a plan to add my cousin to this family fuck fest.

For that, I made a new plan. I called sad first and asked him not to come home. Then I also told my aunt to go to dad’s hotel room quickly.

In the house, my uncle, mom, and I only remained. The aunt got ready quickly and went out. According to the plan, that day, mom was going to seduce Ravi. Ravi came back in the evening. He went straight to his room and came for dinner.

As per plan, mom came wearing a very short bodycon dress. Her cleavage was visible. Her nipples were also erected because she was not wearing a bra. The dress was backless and reached only her thighs. Ravi was a little shocked. I also acted like I was surprised. But my uncle was staring at mom with lust. Then she continued to bend in front of Ravi even while serving food. Ravi could see her boobs. I could see that Ravi’s dick had been erected. Mom sat on the other side of Ravi. She had lifted her dress to her hip. Then, on the pretext of taking the spoon, I sent Ravi under the table.

While going down, his eyes must have fallen on mom’s pussy. Mom moaned softly. After dinner, we all went to our rooms. Then, as per plan, after some time, mom went to Ravi’s room. My uncle and I were watching silently from the window.

Ravi was having fun. Looking at mom, he pushed my dick under the pillow. Mom sat down on the bed. Then their conversation started.

Mom: Why are you hiding your dick?

Ravi: No aunt, actually you suddenly came to my room, that’s why I got nervous.

Mom: Look, I have seen the excitement you felt when you saw my body at the dinner table. You also inserted your finger in my pussy.

Ravi: Yes, that happened by mistake in excitement. Don’t get angry, aunt.

Mom: Why will I get angry at you? I am here to help you.

Ravi: What kind of help?

Mom: I want to help your erected dick to calm down.

Ravi: What are you saying? You are my aunt.

Mom didn’t say anything. Then mom pulled the pillow from Ravi and started sucking Ravi’s dick in her mouth. Ravi did not oppose anything. He closed his eyes and started enjoying the blowjob. Here my uncle and I also took off our pants. Our hands were on our dicks.

“Aah Aah” sounds were continuously coming out of Ravi’s mouth. Mom then took off her dress. She was completely naked. Her ass was on our side. It was difficult to stop myself from moaning after seeing her swollen ass. Then mom lied down on the bed. Ravi sat on his knees and put off his t-shirt. Then he inserted his dick into mom’s pussy.

We became more aroused by the sound of her fucking. Mom was moaning loudly. Ravi was pressing mom’s boobs a lot. Meanwhile, mom pulled Ravi and started a liplock with Ravi. The sound of his kiss continued till they stopped.

After some time, mom moved in the doggy style, and Ravi inserted his dick into her ass. Soon, Ravi started fucking mom’s ass. Mom’s face was towards us. She was watching us. Her boobs were moving a lot. After some time, Ravi took out his dick. Then he laid down. Mom again started sucking his dick. But uncle could not stop himself. He got up and went inside.

Ravi was shocked to see his dad. Uncle went straight and inserted his dick into mom’s ass.

Ravi: Dad, what are you doing?

Uncle: What you are doing, I am also doing the same. I am fucking your aunt.

Ravi: But…

Uncle: You should think more about this whore. Just enjoy the blowjob, you bastard. I have fucked her before too.

Saying this, uncle started fucking mom. Mom was also sucking Ravi’s dick. Ravi was a little shocked but then started enjoying the blowjob. After a while, mom changed her position. Mom started inserting her ass into Ravi’s dick. Then mom started riding on his dick. Uncle finished pussy eating and inserted his dick into mom’s mouth.

I also wanted to go and join. But it was not known how Ravi would react. That was why I took everything slowly. After some time, uncle took out his dick from mom’s mouth and inserted it into mom’s pussy. Mom screamed. Uncle then inserted his lips into mom’s lips and started a long liplock.

On the other hand, Ravi was pressing my mom’s boobs with his right hand. Ravi had started enjoying sex like before. His tension had almost vanished. After some time, Ravi cummed into mom’s ass. Mom got a little angry.

Mom: Your son is a bastard. Now his cum will fall from my ass on the bed and then I will have to clean it completely after the fucking.

Uncle: Don’t get angry, darling. This rascal has fucked for the first time. A little can be spared for him.

Then, mom lied down on the bed. Uncle fucked her a little more. Then he took out his dick from mom’s pussy and spilled his entire cum on mom’s boobs. I was also masturbating outside the window and ejaculated there. Then, mom and uncle together went to the bathroom to freshen up.

Ravi stayed there for a while. Then, as if mom and uncle came back, Ravi told them and went to his room. I also did not disturb them at night. I also went to my room. At night, hearing the moaning of mom I understood that uncle and mom were having another round of fucking.

I started planning for the future in my room because I had to manage Ravi and aunt together in that family fuck fest. I will continue the story in the next part.

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