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I walked into the coffee shop, my eyes scanning the room for Shikha. I had received several emails regarding my last story on ISS, and Shikha was one of the readers who had asked to meet. However, I was always skeptical of such requests, as I knew that many were fake profiles created by men pretending to be women.

Nevertheless, since I was going to be in the same area for work, I accepted her request to meet.

Coming back to the story: Shika was already seated at a table, nervously fidgeting with her hands. I approached with a smile, extending my hand in greeting. “Shikha? I’m Raj. It’s great to finally meet you in person.” She looked up at me, her dark eyes wide. “Oh, Raj! Hello. I’m so glad you could make it.” Her handshake was brief and timid. I slid into the seat across from her, taking in her appearance.

She was an average-looking Indian woman, with long black hair and smooth brown skin. Her body was a little oversized and curvy, but her dressing sense was great, with a sleeveless black blouse and off-white print saree. Her long earrings and necklace were matching her persona. I still can’t believe that those emails were from a real person. She glanced down at my body.

“You were expecting some handsome muscular guy, don’t you?” I asked. “No-no, you are ok. I mean fine. Means I was not expecting that. I was… I am ok with a decent guy, like you are. Fine, I am not into looks you know.” I started smiling and seeing her nervous.

“So tell me, what made you want to meet up?” I asked, trying to keep my tone casual despite my growing lust. I knew from our emails that she was shy and a bit nervous about this whole thing. Shikha bit her lip, glancing down at her hands. “Well, I guess I was hoping we could just get to know each other a little.” I smiled a little, “Sure!”, anticipating what would be coming next.

We gave our order. As the waiter left, she continued, “I have read your stories and really loved it.” I smiled while listening to her. “So I thought of writing an email to you; I was so stupid.” I frowned. She was getting more nervous and was avoiding eye contact, “I mean not in that sense. I mean… I wanted to write but… You know… I am not” and she stopped for a while. “Actually I don’t know how to put it in words.” I offered her some water. “What’s the issue, Shika? Be comfortable”.

She took a while and said nervously, “Actually you might be expecting something physical from this meeting, and you are not wrong. But, I am not looking for a sexual partner. I need a friend who can be with me. You know, maybe go shopping or to a movie sometime. Nothing too serious.” I couldn’t help but be a bit disappointed. I had been hoping for something more intimate. “That you can do with your friends as well, why me then?” I asked.

“I can’t be intimate with them. I am not ruling out intimacy between us; I need that manly touch and physical warmth, like cuddling, hugging, etc. It’s just that I will not have sex with you” ” she replied a little boldly this time. I knew that meant an indirect way to say ‘NO’, but I didn’t want to scare her off.

“Sure, I liked your straightforwardness. I’d love to spend some time together like that.” She replied, “Thanks for understanding. Actually, I love those small, intimate moments, but my husband is not that interested in them. I miss those manly touches.”

We chatted for a while longer, slowly starting to open up to each other. “Can you do me a favor?” she asked. “Yes”, I replied.

“Since we are on the same page, can you delete all our emails and chats on hangouts please?” By this, I realized that our meeting was over and she was about to leave. So I deleted all our chats and emails and was about to get up.

But to my surprise, she asked abruptly, “If you are not busy, then shall we go for a movie?”. I was a bit startled but nodded.

In the Theater-

I sat next to Shikha in the dimly lit theater, with a mug of popcorn on her lap. Her fragrance made my heart pound in my chest as there were hardly 10-15 people in the entire theatre. Then, I accidentally touched her arms as I kept my hand on the armrest. “Ohh sorry”, I said. “It’s ok”, she replied. This was our first physical contact, which ignited me, and my desire for her grew stronger with every passing moment. The darkness of the theater and the empty chairs around us provided the perfect cover for me to make my move.

At first, I started innocently enough, brushing my leg against hers under the cover of our shared armrest. She tensed up at first, but then relaxed, allowing me to continue. I took this as a sign to escalate things further. While I was trying to take out my phone, I intentionally hit her boobs. “Oh, sorry, I just wanted to put my phone on silent mode”, I tried to cover. She smiled a little nervously, “Don’t be so formal, It’s ok.”

Then I put my phone back and said, “Shall I place my hand over your shoulder so that you could comfortably sit using the armrest?”. She thought for a while and nodded. I couldn’t believe it was actually happening.

I had fantasized about this moment from the start, dreaming of the way Shikha’s soft skin would feel beneath my fingertips. Then I kept my hand resting tentatively on her shoulder, but after a while, I slowly, almost imperceptibly, began to caress her shoulder, tracing the elegant curve of her collarbone with my thumb. She shivered slightly at my touch but made no move to stop me. I was a little confused. Should I move forward, or was it too early?

With a featherlight touch, my thumb drifted lower, gently exploring the softness of her skin, and finally reaching the cleavage of her breasts. She was shocked by my bold move. I stopped and whispered in her ears, “These were the touches you missed, don’t you?” She took a breath but didn’t answer.

I allowed my hand to wander further, sliding down the silky slope of her arm until my fingers brushed against the side of her breast. With a feather-light touch, I began to trace small circles around the sensitive peak, watching in delight as it strained eagerly against its boobs arc.

Her eyes were fixed on the screen but I could feel her heart pounding and breaths getting deeper. I gradually increase the pressure as I stroke and slightly massage the soft boobs, circling the nipples over her blouse with my fingertips and gently twisting the nipples.

She gasped softly as I gently squeezed my thumb finding her nipple over the fabric of her blouse. She looked around to check if someone had noticed us. Then she raised the popcorn mug a little to cover herself. I was delighted by her support and went further. With one hand, I was caressing her belly with feathery touches, and the other hand was caressing her cleavage.

She glued her eyes on the screen pretending nothing was happening. I slid my fingers through the cleavage on her naked boobs beneath her blouse. She was shocked and held my hand. Then I whispered in her ears, “Do you really want me to stop?” She gave no answers and just gazed at the screen, fighting her own battle of lust and self-respect.

I whispered again, “Baby, let my hand find its way, I promise you won’t regret it!” She was taking deep, nervous breaths; she closed her eyes for a second or two and slowly withdrew her hand and covered my hand and her breast with her saree’s achal.

I slowly slid my fingers over her naked boobs brushing past her hard nipples to grab the entire boobs in my palm. She was feeling the heat now, as she started sweating a little, but still looked at the screen. Then I gently started to squeeze her boobs but her blouse was quite tight.

I tried to get in my other hand from below to grab the other boob but her blouse was quite tight for two hands. Then I grabbed her nipple with my thumb and index finger and slowly started squeezing it. Riding in lust, I squeezed it so hard that she couldn’t control her moan, “Ahhh”, as she arched her back, giving me better access to her breast. Thanks to the action scene in the movie, her moan got covered. But I took advantage of her pose and quickly placed one hand on her back and untied one of the laces of her blouse.

She looked at me in anger; I said in a low tone, “Don’t get angry, sweetheart; I won’t take off your blouse. I just wanted to loosen your blouse, to give you the pleasure of boob play.” She looked around to check on others. “This is the limit, don’t expect anything further from me”, she replied with a little anger.

The flickering light from the screencast a seductive glow on her angry face. Her lips parted in a silent gasp as I gently cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in my hands. She tried to resist, but I could feel her body betraying her, growing hot, and flushed under my touch. I continued to play with her nipple which was hard and erect by now, squeezing it gently and then harder, watching as she bit her lip to stifle her moans.

Her eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a soft sigh as I continued to caress her breast. The air was thick with tension; the only sound was the soft murmur of the movie playing in the background. As I continued to massage her breast, I gently pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, rolling it between my fingers with a light touch.

She let out a soft gasp, her eyes still closed succumbing to the blissful pleasure of my caress, as I applied gentle pressure. I could feel her hardened nipples beneath my touch, and I increased the pressure slightly, rolling it between my fingers in a gentle, teasing motion. Then I slowly wrapped my hands around both of them, feeling the weight of them in my palms.

Her eyes remained closed, and her chest rose and fell with each labored breath. I gently squeezed her breasts, feeling the soft flesh yield to my touch.

I began to move my hands in a kneading motion, massaging the breasts and pushing them together. Her nipples, still hard from my earlier teasing, rubbed against each other, causing her to let out a soft gasp, grabbing both the armrests. I could sense her arousal growing, her body language screaming for more, and she had gone past the threshold to resist me; now, she was all mine.

As I continued to massage her breasts, I slowly leaned in closer, my lips brushing against the edge of her ear. Then I started to kiss her ear, my lips tracing the delicate curve of her earlobe. She let out a soft sigh, her body relaxing into my touch. I whispered, “You’re so beautiful, so responsive. I love the way you react to my touch.” My warm breath caressed her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She grabbed my thighs and squeezed it showing her fake resistance, but I continued to kiss her ear, my lips moving down to the base of her neck.

She tilted her head to the side, exposing more of her neck to my lips. I took advantage of the opportunity, my lips tracing the curve of her neck. She let out a soft gasp, her body shuddering with pleasure. I continued to kiss her neck, my lips moving up to the edge of her ear once again. She tried to push me away with her arm but was unsuccessful.

Then I kissed her all the way to her chin bone, my lips tracing the delicate curve of her jawline. As I did, my one hand slowly moved down to her belly, my fingers splayed across the soft fabric of her saree. She held her breath as I kissed her cheeks, her body tense with anticipation, and I pushed my hand under her saree and petticoat.

My fingers brushed against the edge of her wet pussy in her wet panty, and I felt a surge of excitement at the touch. She was shocked and looked at me in anger, her eyes flashing with a mix of desire and indignation. Her lips were parted, her breathing rapid, as she seemed to weigh her options. It appeared that she got caught red-handed (as she was wet down there), her eyes widening in surprise as she realized the intimacy of the moment.

For a fleeting instant, she seemed to forget about the surroundings, the movie, and the other people in the cinema. All that mattered was the spark that had ignited between us. I placed my lips on her lips and gave her a small kiss. It was a gentle, tender touch, but it sent shivers down her spine.

She slowly closed her eyes, and she let out a soft sigh, her body relaxing into the kiss. The tension between us was palpable, the air thick with anticipation. As I slid my hands further into her panty, I gently caressed her wet pussy lips, my fingers tracing the delicate folds of her skin.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked around the cinema, her gaze darting nervously towards the other patrons. But the darkness of the theatre and the absorption of the audience in the movie on screen seemed to reassure her, and she turned her attention back to me.

For a moment, she just looked at me, her eyes locked on mine, her expression a mix of desire and trepidation. Shikha’s breath was warm and inviting. Then I gently brushed my lips on her. Shikha’s arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer as she arched her back, her body pressing against mine. I could feel her heat, her desire I sucked in her upper lip, and she took mine, our lips molding together in a sensual dance.

Aggressively, we deepened our kisses, our tongues fighting for dominance as they tangled together. As our kiss grew more passionate, my fingers closed around her nipple, gently pinching it, and Shikha’s body arched against mine, her mouth opening wider as she moaned into the kiss. My other hand, meanwhile, had begun to caress her pussy lips, my finger tracing the delicate curves of her vulva. I gently parted her pussy lips, feeling the warmth and moisture within, and Shikha’s hips jerked upwards, her body seeking more contact.

We broke our kiss to grab some air, but our eyes remained locked. Then she slowly began to widen her legs on the seat, her thighs parting to grant my hands full access to her pussy. The subtle movement sent a thrill through me, and I gently stroked the delicate folds of her skin, my fingers tracing the contours of her labia. She let out a soft gasp, her body tensing for a moment before relaxing into my touch.

As I continued to caress her, she came a little closer, her face inches from mine. Her warm breath danced across my skin, sending shivers down my spine. She whispered, her voice barely audible, “Ohhh you are so good, put in your finger, I am all yours”. I smiled, my lips curling upwards. “I think someone is getting horny,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

Then she raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. “Oh, really?” she whispered and licked me. My hand, still under her saree, continued to caress her clits, making round motions that seemed to drive her wild. As my fingers danced across her clitoris, I could feel her body begin to tremble with anticipation.

“Ohh fuck,” she looked at me with lusty eyes. I started fingering her a little wildly, my fingers moving more rapidly, gentle motions that seemed to drive her wild. She covered her mouth with her hand to arrest her moan, her body tensing as she struggled to contain her pleasure.

But the sound of her moans was a risk, a threat to the secrecy of our forbidden tryst. I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against hers in a gentle, soothing kiss. Her mouth opened, and I deepened the kiss, my tongue dancing across hers as I swallowed her moans. As we broke our kiss to catch a breath, the sound of the movie in the background seemed to swell, a cacophony of music and dialogue that filled the sudden silence between us.

She adjusted her clothes, her hands smoothing out the wrinkles in her saree as she glanced around the cinema, her eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of attention. But the other patrons were oblivious, lost in the world on screen, and she turned her attention back to me. My hand, still buried in her panties, felt a surge of heat as she shifted in her seat. Her thighs parted slightly as she settled back into the cushions.

She slowly slid her hand onto my thigh, her fingers tracing the seam of my jeans. As she squeezed my thigh, her fingers digging gently into the muscle, I could feel a surge of excitement coursing through my veins. Her hand lingered there for a moment, before she began to move it upwards, her fingers brushing against my crotch.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as she grabbed my penis over my jeans, her fingers wrapping around it in a gentle but firm grasp. She squeezed it softly, she looked at me with the corner of her eyes, and I could feel my body responding to her touch. “Nice,” she whispered,

Her hand, still wrapped around my penis, began to caress it gently, her fingers tracing the outline of my erection through the fabric of my jeans. I felt a surge of excitement as she touched me, my body responding to her gentle strokes. “Wanna feel it?”, I whispered. “Here?”, she replied.  Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and she raised an eyebrow, her gaze locked onto mine.

I unbuttoned my jeans, the sound of the zipper echoing softly in the darkness of the cinema. “Will you take the charge, or shall I take it out?” I said.  She hesitated for a moment, her eyes darting around the cinema as if searching for an escape or a reason to say no. But then, with a quiet determination, she nodded and slid her hand into my underwear. Her fingers brushed against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine as she wrapped her hand around my dick.

As her fingers wrapped around my dick, I felt a surge of excitement coursing through my veins. “Ohh fuck,” I said in lust. She grabbed my balls and started caressing my dick head, her fingers tracing the delicate curves of my skin. “You like that?”, she whispered. She looked around and said, “Look at the screen, na, I am feeling shy.”

I obeyed her. Her gaze scanned the darkness of the cinema and before I could understand what she was doing, she bent down. I felt a surge of excitement as her warm breath danced across my skin, and then her lips wrapped around my penis.

The sensation was almost too much to bear, and I had to stifle a groan as she began to move her head up and down. Her mouth worked in slow, gentle motions. She gave a couple of strokes, her tongue tracing the delicate curves of my skin, and then she pulled back, her lips releasing my penis with a soft pop. Then she looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye.

“What about that?”, she whispered, I was taken aback by the sudden question, but my body responded instinctively, my penis still throbbing with anticipation. “Fuck”, I started begging her in lust, my voice barely above a whisper. “Please, do it again,” I whispered, but she nodded in no. She smiled, her lips curling up into a sly grin, and leaned in closer, her warm breath dancing across my skin.

“You want it that badly?”, she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction. I nodded. Then she rolled her fingers on my hairy chest. “Yes, please,” I whispered. “You want me to suck your cock?”, she whispered again, “You want me to make you come?”

I nodded and pulled her towards me. She leaned in even closer, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, “And what else do you want me to do to you?” She smooched my ears. I felt a surge of desire as her warm breath danced across my ear, I replied, “I want to fuck you so badly.”

She pulled back, her eyes sparkling with amusement, and whispered, “How badly?” I tried to kiss her but she moved away teasingly, “I want you to pin me against the wall,” she whispered, “I want you to grip my hips and thrust into me.” The lust grew in her eyes. “I want to be spanked,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I want my boobs to be squeezed.” She paused, her chest heaving with anticipation. “I want each drop of my pussy juice to be licked.” I groaned, my cock throbbing with desire.

Then I reached out, my hands grasping her hips as I pulled her closer as if I wanted to be in her. “I want to drink your cum,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the movie playing in the background. “Do you want it?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with seduction. I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. She smiled, her lips curling up into a sly grin. “Let’s book a hotel,” she whispered, her voice laced with excitement, and gave a small kiss.

To be continued…

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Hi friends, Cuck Sanjeev here. Please go through the last part for better reference and full pleasure. I want to thank you all for the overwhelming response and suggestions on the previous part. Now straight to the story.

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Hum jab bhi mall wagaira jaate, to wo sexy dress pehan ke jati, aur sab log use ghoor ke dekhte. Fir hum raat ko chudai ke time wo sab yaad karte, aur main usse poochta-

Me: Jaan aaj mall mein wo security guard tumhe bahut ghoor raha tha.

Aparna: Haa jaan poore time wo hamare peeche aa raha tha, aur meri gaand dekh raha tha.

Me: Kaisa laga tumhe?

Aparna: Ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Meri chut mein sarsarahat ho rahi thi, aur chut geeli bhi ho gayi thi.

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Me: Aaj tumhare liye surprise hai baby. Ache se ready rehna aur party set up karke rakhna hum dono ke liye.

Shaam ko main around 8:30 excited ho kar ghar pahuncha, aur keys se door open kar andar gaya. Andar dekha to Aparna ne poora set up karke rakha tha. Har taraf scented candles, new bedsheet, aur bed pe roses. Oven mein chicken garam ho raha tha, aur table pe fresh strawberries rakhi hui thi. Table pe new wine ki bottle rakhi hui thi.

Aparna naha rahi thi. Maine awaaz lagayi ki main aa gaya tha. Usne kaha ki bas ready hoke aati hu. Maine bhi change kar liya, aur comfortable ho kar music laga diya, aur sofe pe baith gaya.

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Me: Kya baat hai jaan, aaj to tum kehar dhaa rahi ho. Zyada videos dekh li kya?

Aparna: Nahi baby, zyada nahi, bas jo achi lagti hai wahi dekhi, aur tumne hi to kaha tha party set up karne ko.

Maine uth kar Aparna ko hug kiya, aur hum kiss karne lage. Aparna bhi poora sath de rahi thi. Fir hamne control kiya, aur sofe pe baith gaye. Maine tv on kiya aur Netflix pe kuch series chala di, aur Aparna hum dono ke liye wine le aayi. Fir idhar-udhar ki baatein karte-karte hamara almost aadhe se zyada wine finish ho chuka tha, aur Aparna bhi tipsy ho rahi thi.

Maine kaha: Baby bore ho rahe hai, kyun na badi screen pe tumhara favorite porn dekhe?

She was more than happy to hear this. Maine phone se cast karke cuckold bbc porn chalaya, aur hum wine peene lage. Aparna ko acha khaasa nasha ho chuka tha, aur wo kehne lagi-

Aparna: Uff dekho na baby. Dekhne mein hi kitna handsome hai. Iska lund to bahut mast hoga. Ek-dum lamba aur mota, kisi kaale naag ki tarah.

Me: To tumhe kaala naag pasand hai ya nahi jaan?

Aparna: Bahut baby, my favourite.

Itne mein actor ne bandi ko utha kar kiss karna chaalu kar diya.

Aparna: Aah, kitna powerful hai ye.

Me: Haa jaan, tumko bhi aise hi utha kar godi mein lelega.

Aparna poori hot ho chuki thi, aur usne apna hath apni chut pe rakha aur sehlane lagi.

Me: Let me jaan.

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Main use hath mein leke smell karne laga, aur ache se chaata. Aparna ko ye dekh kar bada maza aaya, aur wo mere lund pe pressure badhane lagi. Itne mein actor ne bandi ko hawa mein utha kar deewar se satta diya, aur uski chut chaatne laga.

Mujhe Aparna ki aankhon mein hawas dikh rahi thi. Maine uski chut ko ache se ragadna chaalu kiya. Thodi der mein actor ne bandi ko neeche kiya, aur seedhe apne lund pe bitha liya hawa mein hi.

Aparna: Baby, dekho na kitna mast scene hai. Mere ko bhi aise hi chodo na. Mere ko bhi aise hi lund pe baithna hai hawa mein.

Aparna ki fantasies sun mera lund fanfana raha tha. Par itne chhote lund ke sath ye sab possible nahi tha. Mujhe bada dukh hua. Maine topic change karte hue kaha-

Me: Jaan pehle apna surprise nahi dekhogi kya?

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Aparna: Kya hai jaan ye?

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Aparna: Wow, baby ye kaha se le aaye tum? Par Ye to bahut mota hai. Meri chut fatt jayegi.

Me: Arre nahi jaan, tumhari chut mein jayega to tumhe bada maza aayega.

Fir main sofe se neeche khisak ke zameen pe aa gaya, aur apni rani ke pair choomne laga. Fir thighs se hote hue uski chut tak pahuncha aur ache se smell karke uske chut ko pagal kutte ki tarah chaatne laga.

Aparna masti mein choor thi, aur khud se gaand hila-hila ke mere muh pe ragadne lagi. Maine ek ungli se uske daane ko ragadna shuru kiya, aur doosre hath se fingering aur tongue se licking. Aparna pagal ho rahi thi maze mein. Madhosh ho chuki thi meri chudakkad rani.

Me: Baby apna black dick chooso. Ache se socho usi ka choos rahi ho, aur apne boobs press karo.

Aparna waisa hi karne lagi, aur kuch hi der mein usne apne dono pairon se mere sir ko jakad ke apni chut mein ghusa liya. Mujhe bada acha lag raha tha apni biwi ko aisa sukh de kar.

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Aparna: Jaan ab bardasht nahi ho paa raha hai. Please mujhe chodo na. Aaah baby meri chut faad do. Kutiya bana ke chodo jaise wo chod raha hai.

Maine dildo ko dheere se uski chut mein daalne ki koshish ki, aur uska topa uski chut mein ghus gaya. Par dildo mere lund se kaafi bada tha, aur use to bas mere lund ki aadat thi. Wo machal uthi, aur kehne lagi-

Aparna: Jaan nikalo isko, bahut mota hai.

Me: Baby wait karo maza aayega.

Aur main waise hi use rakh kar ruk gaya, aur uske daane ko masalne laga. Fir se Aparna waise hi madhosh ho gayi, aur maine saara ka saara dildo uski chut mein utaar diya. Aparna pagal ho gayi. Usne mujhe apne upar kheench liya, aur hum dono paseene se lath-path ek-doosre se chipak gaye, aur dildo uski chut mein tha.

Me: Kaisa lag raha hai baby?

Aparna: Maza aa raha hai jaan, par ye bahut mota aur lamba hai.

Me: Aisa hi hota hai real lund jaan, mota aur lamba.

Aparna: Aaah baby, poora andar tak hit kar raha hai. Meri nabhi tak aa gaya hai ye lund.

Fir maine dheere-dheere use andar-baahar karna shuru kiya. Aur kuch hi pal mein meri wife ko maza aane laga. Ab main aur wo 69 position mein aa gaye. Maine use mera lund choosne ko kaha aur khud uski chut mein dildo pelne laga, aur uske daane ko ragadne laga.

Aparna maze mein choor thi, aur bahut moan kar rahi thi. Wo mere lund ko ache se choos rahi thi. Maine uska hath apne ass hole pe rakh diya, aur thoda thook bhi laga diya. Ab wo lund choosne ke sath mere chhed se khelne lagi, aur mujhe bhi bahut maza aane laga.

Aise hi kuch 15 minute chala, aur fir uska badan akadne laga, aur wo apna shareer utha kar mere muh mein press karne lagi. Fir kuch hi der mein wo bahut zyada jhad gayi. Aisa lag raha tha maano squirt kar rahi ho. Mere face pe kaafi saara paani chhodh diya usne apna. Hum fir jaa kar alag hue.

Aparna: Aah baby kitna maza aaya. Itna mota lund, meri chut ki har ek deewar pe feel ho raha tha. Bada maza aaya. Ab samajh mein aaya ki porn mein wo ladki logon ko kitna maza aata hoga.

Me: Baby usme to aur maza aata hai. Garam-garam bhi rehta hai wo to.

Fir Aparna aur main zameen pe baith gayi, aur wo neeche sarak kar mera lund choosne lagi, aur maine saara maal uske muh mein nikaal diya, aur usne bada taste lekar khaaya. Fir hamne bachi hui wine khatam ki, aur room mein jaa kar so gaye.

Friends this is the end of the second part. In the next part you will find out how I convinced her for a real big black cock.

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As I walked into the room, I noticed Abhi sitting on the bed. He was not wearing his shirt since the room was poorly lit. I couldn’t tell if he had his pants on.

Abhi: Holy Shit, Mom, you look like a goddess!

I blushed at his remarks and let go of my worries about being body-shamed. I climbed into the bed and settled myself next to him. I wanted to see if he was naked too, so I reached my hand down only to find a fully hard cock waiting for me.

I scooted down and put my mouth on his crotch by wrapping my hands around his boner. Abhi’s cock was not the biggest 7”, I’d say, but it was enough to satisfy me. A few drops of his transparent pre-cum came out as I licked the head.

I continued to lick around the head and gave a little kiss sucking the tip of his cock. I then started taking his dick in my little by little.

Abhi: Mom! Aha, that feels so fucking good. I imagined this a million times, Fuck I’m not going to last long, maa, I’m sorry! Move your mouth. I’m going to cum. Fuck!

I could feel his cock swell more and more. Then I felt a warm jet of jizz in my mouth. After the first load, I pulled back and stuck my tongue out as a second wave fell on my face. Abhi was trying to push me away, saying he was done and feeling ticklish.

But I continued to suck his dick and got enough in my mouth. I wanted to show Abhi his cum in my mouth before I swallowed it and let him know that he could treat me like a nasty whore. I then sat up and looked at Abhi’s exhausted face and smiled at him.

I showed him my tongue and played with his cum by closing my mouth and swallowing it. I opened my mouth to show it was empty. Then I leaned forward and started to kiss him by pressing my tongue against his lips. He reluctantly opened his mouth.

I put my tongue laced with cum into his mouth. I moved it in his mouth as we kissed for a few minutes.

Me: Did you enjoy it?

Abhi: Fuck! I don’t know what to say.

Me: You can start with a “Yes, Mom, it was Lovely.”

Abhi: Yes, Mom, it was heavenly

Me: Hahaha, did you like it when I kissed you with cum in my mouth? Did you know that most women find it hot for a man not to be grossed out by a little cum? It turns us off when men don’t play along. They expect us to swallow their jizz and think cum is gross to be in their mouth.

Abhi: I don’t mind, actually. I liked it. It’s all in the head, I guess.

Me: Hmm, Is it a fair expectation to have you lick and suck my pussy after a cream pie then?

Abhi: Yup!

Me: One more thing, Abhi, You are young, and it’s ok to cum quickly. Reality is different from porn. So don’t get lost in the thought that you will not satisfy me and allow this to go under your skin. Don’t ever hold back on cumming and worry about if it is too early. I want you to know that I love your beautiful hard cock, and your cum tastes good.

Abhi: You are unbelievable, Maa! That was an amazing blowjob. I will gladly lick the cum from your mouth, face, tits and pussy and even your ass hole. I will do everything I can to meet your expectations.

Me: Oh, really?

Abhi: Yes Mom, ANYTHING!

Me: Ok, tell me how wild so I understand your boundaries. Give me an example.

Abhi: You don’t have to use the tissue paper. Call me when you are done taking a piss. I’ll wipe you clean with my tongue.

Me: Just piss?

Abhi went silent and just stared at me when I asked him, “Just Piss?” I was cursing myself for pushing it too far. I suddenly wanted to change the topic before my kinks grossed him out.

Me: Never mind! I think I get what you mean.

Abhi: I don’t think so, ma. That was not a metaphor. I really mean it, and it’s not just piss, I can support you with things beyond Piss if that’s what you like.

I was fondling Abhi’s cock as we were having this conversation, and it was already getting hard. I smiled and looked at Abhi, then said, “Ah, the benefits of youth.” It had been months since I had a dick inside me, and I needed it badly. I gave it a suck and sat on his dick, and started to move on it slowly.

It felt like the size was perfect and was created only for my pussy. I was on top of Abhi and had started moving slowly. He reached up, grabbed both my breasts, and started to play with them. A few minutes later, I leaned forward, squeezing my boobs so he could suck both nipples together.

Abhi was sucking both my nipples while his cock was deep inside my pussy. His hands were squeezing my butt cheeks. He then moved his hands to my waist to support the movement as I increased my tempo in riding his cock. Abhi flipped us over.

Now, he was on top of me. He lifted my legs, placed them on his shoulders and leaned forward until my knees were almost touching my shoulders. My ass came off the bed. He was fucking me deep, touching the spots in my pussy I thought never existed.

Abhi pounded my pussy with every ounce of strength he had. After years, I felt like I was losing consciousness. The euphoria of sexual madness had possessed us. I then sensed the change in his movements and knew he was close. Abhi looked into my eyes.

I nodded and said, “Release everything in mommy’s pussy, my son” He cum inside me and then released my legs. I slowly collapsed onto my chest. I could feel his cum leaking out of my pussy as I hugged him tightly and whispered, “Stay like this for a while. Please don’t move.”

After a while, I relaxed my arms and released him, and he fell beside me. I turned to his side and said, “Thank you, son, that was lovely. It was the most wonderful fucking I had in years. I love you so much. Thank you for being there for me.”

I then put my head on Abhi’s chest, and we went to sleep. It was the most satisfying sleep I had in months but that was short-lived. I woke up after a few hours with the feeling that something was touching my pussy. I realized it was Abhi licking his dried cum off my pussy.

He seemed to be enjoying my clean, shaved, smooth, silky pussy. He licked and sucked my clit, then lifted my ass and ran his tongue from my ass hole to pussy. He was so masterful at satisfying a woman that it made me wonder if he was a virgin.

Me: Wow! You are so good. You know what a woman wants.

Abhi: Porn, maa, I learned it all watching porn

Abhi asked me to turn around, and I lay on my stomach with my legs spread. He was now kissing my feet and slowly ascending to my thighs. He slowly kissed my ass cheeks and licked them gently. He then started to rub my pussy which was wet and slimy.

Abhi slid his finger into my pussy and started to spread my ass cheeks. I could feel his nose in between my cracks, and then he said something that lit a fire in my stomach.

Abhi: Mom, your ass smells so good. Can I fuck it with my tongue, please?

I started buckling with those words. I squeezed his hand, which was fingering my pussy between my thighs. I buried my face in the pillow and said, “Yes.”

Abhi: Mom! Was that a yes?

Me: I said do whatever you want. I’m yours.

Abhi: No, Maa, I want to do what you want tonight, so tell me, do you like it when I smell your ass?

Me: Abhi, just do what you want

Abhi: I think your asshole is really cute.

The moment he said that I relaxed my lower body. I raised my ass, pushing it towards him. Abhi then buried his face in my ass and started worshipping it. He inhaled on my ass and licked it. He spat on my asshole and inserted his finger. I could feel his tongue circling the inner walls.

Then Abhi flipped me over and came next to me. He was drooling from the juices from my holes mixed with his saliva. He looked at me and kissed me, then asked, “Do you like the taste of your ass, Mom?” instead of answering him, I bit his lip, and we kissed harder.

Abhi was now kissing me, and his middle finger was up my ass. He then removed that finger and placed it under my nose, slowly moving it on my lips. I took the entire finger in my mouth and started sucking it like a cock.

After some time, he pulled his finger and returned to concentrate on my clit by inserting two fingers in my pussy. I enjoyed being finger fucked while my clit was being slowly bitten and sucked. In a few minutes, my orgasm started. I grabbed the sides of Abhi’s head and pushed his face against my pussy.

I said, “Ahh! Drink it. Drink the juices from mommy’s pussy, my boy. Lick me dry. Yes, I love it when you smell my nasty asshole. I want you to clean my pussy and my ass every time I take a shit. Ahh! Abhi, I love you. I love you with every fibre of my being.”

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I saw Ajay fondling his tiny flaccid cock and seeing his girlfriend Shivani free-used by me and Ishani. Shivani was fucked from behind by me. Ishani was getting her cum filled pussy cleaned up by her sister Shivani. Ajay got up and came near us, jerking his dick.

He stood before Ishani placing his dick on her lips and keeping his feet on either side of Shivani. I knew Ajay wanted a blowjob from Ishani so he could fuck any of his sisters. But he blocked my view of seeing Ishani being eaten by Shivani. Instead, I was seeing his butts.

I cursed him for not being able to see Ishani and her tiny, sexy body. But I was enjoying fucking Shivani’s tight pussy from behind. Her soft butts were giving me a good cushion while I hammered her relentlessly. Ajay was persuading Ishani to suck him.

But she was refusing him by moving her face away from his tiny dick. But after a few seconds, Ishani relented. I saw Ajay pushing his ass towards Ishani’s face. I knew she was sucking his pathetic cock and giving him a wonderful blowjob which she usually gave me. The foursome sex was once again in motion.

All four cousins, brothers and sisters, were enjoying themselves. Performing oral sex and committing incest do not bother about the future and society. I was the lucky guy, fucking Shivani’s tight pussy and enjoying another fresh cousin sister’s pussy. I knew I was close and wanted to warn Shivani.

“I am close to cum. Shall I cum inside you, Shivani?” I asked, speeding up my fucking movements, eager to empty my cum inside her tight pussy.

I heard Ishani saying, “Why are you asking the bitch permission. Just shoot in her, Rahul.”

Then Shivani said with a strained voice, “Yes, you can cum inside me, Rahul. Fill me up, and I want this bitch to clean up my pussy.”

“Then take it, Shivani,” I groaned. I pushed my cock deep into her and started shooting inside her unprotected pussy. The first few spurts were swallowed easily by Shivani’s pussy. But my cum began to overflow after filling her pussy. My semen dripped down her thighs. A few drops fell on the bed-covers.

Shivani fell on the bed and laid still, feeling my cock throbbing. It was still spurting cum in her, but the intensity had slowed down. Ishani stopped sucking Ajay and pushed him away to see me cumming in her cousin sister. She grinned at me and showed Ajay’s cock, which was hard again.

She had managed to get him hard again. It was an achievement, and I wondered who he was going to take next. My girlfriend, Ishani or his girlfriend, Shivani. I kept my cock inside Shivani for a few seconds to feel her pussy walls. Trying to squeeze my cock, making it empty.

Shivani quickly turned over and fell on her back. She looked down at pussy which was filled to the brim, and my cum was overflowing down her ass cheeks.

“Oh my God. You have filled me up completely, bastard. I need to take a pill so I don’t get knocked out,” Shivani said and, turning to Ishani, said again, “Come on bitch. Now lick and clean my pussy like I did you earlier.”

Ishani grumbling came near Shivani’s legs and pushed me aside. She sat and kneeled between Shivani’s open legs and stared at her sister’s cum filled pussy. Shivani took a pillow and placed it under her head so she could see her cousin sucking her pussy properly.

Folding her legs at the knees, obscenely spreading them and exposing her parted pussy lips. Ishani ducked her head down, taking her lips close to Shivani’s pussy lips. She licked the cum stretching her tongue out. I saw her hesitating at first, but once she tasted my cum.

She dug her tongue deep, trying to pull out my cum as much as possible from her sister’s pussy. Shivani was beaming at me, seeing Ishani cleaning her pussy thoroughly, and glanced at Ajay, who was still busy fondling his tiny erect dick. Then she looked at Ishani’s butts.

They were high in the air, ready to be taken in doggy style. She held my cock and whispered in my ears, “Do you mind if Ajay fucks Ishani.” I was alarmed seeing Shivani’s wicked idea. Pulling her head, I kissed her lips fiercely and, taking it out, I asked, “Would you mind if I mouth fuck you?”

Shivani was taken aback seeing my aggressiveness and kept on staring at me. Seeing me and Shivani quarrelling, Ishani taking her lips off Shivani’s pussy, said, “Stop bickering like kids. We have come here to enjoy, not to quarrel. Ajay, come on, brother. Hop behind me and fuck me as much you want to while I suck Rahul’s cum from your girlfriend.”

Ajay was delighted to hear Ishani. He quickly went behind Ishani, who raised her butt to help him to penetrate her. Holding his cock in his right hand, Ajay was poking it between Ishani’s ass cheeks, trying to enter her. But the dumb guy was not able to find her opening.

He was afraid that he might lose his cock hardness. “Idiot, it’s my ass hole you are poking at. You are knocking at the wrong door, brother. My pussy is still below. Hasn’t your girlfriend taught you properly,” Ishani said, looking at Shivani.

She was blushing, seeing her boyfriend desperately searching for Ishani’s pussy opening. Ajay was still struggling to locate the hole. Ishani took her right hand behind her back, holding Ajay’s 4-inch dick, placing it at the proper hole. She said, “Now push your dick inside me, stud.”

Ishani didn’t leave the cock until she was sure Ajay had penetrated her. Ishani’s lips opened up, and I knew Ajay was finally successful in penetrating his sister.

She took her hand off his cock and said, “Now fuck me as hard as you can and show Shivani how much of a man you are. From now on, come to me for sex education daily at night. I will teach you how to fuck and satisfy a girl properly. Meanwhile, Shivani can take her mom and go to Rahul’s room every night. She can learn from seeing her mom fucking and pleasuring Rahul and learn from her how to please a man.”

Ishani was laughing as Ajay fucked her from back like a rabbit. She got busy eating Shivani’s cum filled pussy. Shivani just stared at Ajay fucking Ishani and then at Ishani, who was doing a good job of cleaning her pussy. She placed her hands on Ishani’s head.

She was moving her eyes towards my cock, which was sleeping on my thighs. Then at the doggy fucking of Ajay and Ishani. To distract her, bending my head, I took her left breast in my mouth and began to suck her nipple. Shivani placed her left hand on my head, urging me to suck her nipple.

My left hand groped her free right breast and began pressing it firmly. Shivani moaned while I sucked her one tit pressing the other. Ishani was giving a nice service to her filled-up pussy, licking all the juices from inside her. She began masturbating my sleeping cock gently using her left hand.

I looked up at her, rolling my tongue over her areola. Shivani, smiling, brought her hand from my head to her nipple and pressed it at the tip. A few tiny drops of white liquid dripped out from the nipple pores. I licked it up, knowing that it was not Mother’s milk.

“Does it taste good?” Shivani asked me and I made a face showing my dislike.

Shivani, laughing, said, “I know it tastes bad. But Ajay likes it. He presses my tits hard to squeeze the milk out and drinks it. It drips when I am horny and ovulating. I heard that you are drinking milk from Nandini’s breasts. Is it that tasty?”

Biting the nipple, I said, “Not bad, but she gets aroused when her breasts are sucked and do all the nasty things I ask her.”

“Accha, I know she has a high sex drive. I have seen her masturbating lots of times in her room when she is alone. I will ask her tonight to feed her milk to me, Ajay,” Shivani said.

“Hmm. She will gladly allow you guys to suck her milk as she is always filled up and need to empty it often. She badly needs a man’s company to suck her milk-filled breasts and to fill her pussy with a cock. It’s ok to masturbate instead of having sex with unknown persons. Why don’t you masturbate when you are in the hostel or ask your girlfriend to suck you?” I asked her.

“Yeah, I masturbate with my fingers when I am in the hostel. Sometimes my hostel girlfriend helps me out if I suck them in return. That’s why I didn’t hesitate to eat Isha when she asked me to suck her. When I come here for the holidays, Ajay helps me out like today. I should have come here a few days earlier. I missed lots of action with you guys. Were you serious when you said that you would take me and my mom together in a threesome?” Shivani asked.

“Why? Do you want to have sex with Mamata Aunty?” I asked, licking the nipple idly.

“I don’t know if I can do it with my mom as she is very conservative. But with Swapna Aunty, definitely, yes, I want to have sex with her if she doesn’t mind. My pussy gets wet whenever I see her. Massive boobs, curvy hips and full round ass. She has a yummy body. No wonder you fell for her sexy, curvy body. I heard that you both are very active full day. Don’t you get tired and bored of fucking always, Rahul?” Shivani said, pinching my nose.

Pulling her head down, kissing her lips, I said, “Bored, no chance when I have busty Swapna Aunty, lactating Nandini and our delicate Ishani. Moreover, your plump mother treats me with love and affection. Don’t worry, you will get a see the wild side of our family ladies tonight.”

“You mean group sex with the whole family. You must be crazy. Is my dad going to join?” Shivani asked.

Ishani lifted her face off Shivani’s pussy and said, “I will kill him if he comes. Your bastard dad wanted to fuck Swapna Aunty but instead took me. Son of a bitch didn’t last even for a few minutes in me. Ajay is a lot better than him. Tonight I will ask Rohit to take his wife, I mean your mom. I will show him how a woman should be fucked.”

Shivani got nervous hearing this and asked worriedly, “What happened, Isha?”

“I will tell you when we get back. See, I have cleaned you up. Why are you jerking Rahul? Do you want another round with him,” Ishani said, sitting up on the bed.

“No, no. I was toying, trying to see if he would wake up. My body is stinking with cum smell. I need to take a bath,” Saying Shivani got up, taking her nipple from my mouth.

Ishani pulled me from the bed and said, “Come on, lazy boy. Let’s bathe together and save water. I will clean you and your missile.”

“What if my missile gets ready to launch,” I asked, hugging her.

Ishani holding my cock, which was stiffening, jerking it, said, “No worries. My pussy is always there for your missile.”

Ishani took me to the bathroom. Shivani was already under the shower, cleaning herself. Shivani’s hand was on her pussy, rubbing it facing us and with her back to the tiled wall. Her breasts were heaving as she rubbed her pussy frantically to clean it.

Ishani went near Shivani, pushed her hand away from her crotch and placed her hand on her cousin’s s pussy. Shivani hugged Ishani and began to moan as her pussy was being taken by Ishani’s talented hand. I saw both the sisters whispering to each other.

Shivani was staring at me with wide eyes and smiling as Ishani spoke in her ears. I was wondering what the naughty sisters were up to now. Ishani turned back, extended her right hand, held my cock and pulled me towards her sister while Shivani was blushing.

Ishani pointing my cockhead at her sister’s opening, said, “Fuck her, Rahul. My sister needs your cock inside her again.” Before I could realize what was happening, my cockhead was inside Shivani’s pussy lips. Ishani quickly went behind my back, pushed my ass forwards.

My cock plunged halfway inside Shivani’s warm pussy yet again. Shivani raised her left leg high up in the air, and my cock went deeper inside her due to Ishani’s pressure on my butt. Realizing her mission was accomplished, Ishani stood under the shower, keeping her hands on the wall.

I was fucking Shivani in a standing position. The penetration was not that good because of the awkward position. But I somehow managed to fuck her, and I was also tired. Two minutes later, I saw Shivani grinning, turned back and saw Ajay coming inside the bathroom.

To my surprise, his dick was erect, and he was staring at Ishani’s butts. Ishani was enjoying the hot water shower not knowing Ajay’s presence. I was wondering what the nerdy guy was intending to do now as his girlfriend was busy with me.

Ajay standing behind Ishani, pressed his crotch on her butt. Before Ishani could realize what was happening, Ajay pushed her head down with his left hand, and her ass rose high in the air. Holding his dick in his right hand, Ajay tried to penetrate Ishani, keeping his dick between her ass cheeks.

It was very funny to see the other couple. Just like a street dog trying to mount a bitch. Ishani was laughing loudly as her little brother tried to mount her from behind. But she didn’t object nor cooperate to help her timid brother to fuck her.

A few seconds later, Ishani let out a loud grunting sound. I knew Ajay was finally able to penetrate his sister. He was holding her hips and was pumping his cock into his sister from behind. Ishani was kneeling properly now and receiving her brother’s thrusts sportively.

I came to my senses when Shivani bit my chin and pushed her crotch towards me, asking me to fuck her. I fucked the horny Shivani in a standing position while Ajay took Ishani in doggy style. This time, he was really going hard on her.

Ishani, too, was pushing her ass backwards fucking her brother back and signalling him to fuck her more hard. Two young, aroused couples were trying to get out their sex frustrations from their partners, and I was wondering about tonight.

How will the orgy turn out as another two new members are going to be added to the group? What will happen if Swapna Aunty sees both her twin sons joining us? And the motherly Mamata Aunty will go mad seeing her daughter Shivani joining the group.

Continued in the next part.

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Dear All, We all are good friends, Me, Rahul, Shraddha and her husband Aditya. Although we never openly discuss our sex lives, we often share some incidents that are funny and involve sex.

Once we decided to go on a trek for our Easter holidays. We took 2 small tents with us, and the idea was to stay in a forest area up in the Alps. In Germany, the Alps are the best, which are snow-covered in winter and get greener (at the foothills) in summer.

At Easter, we have a pleasant climate of around 15 degrees and long daylight. So it’s perfect for mountain trekking. We started our tour with our e-bikes. After almost 80 km of biking, we decided to stop for the day and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

The boys set up our tents and we had some food that we brought along. After that, we started drinking beer. The discussions were going on with random topics. We were discussing a scenario of what happens if it rains heavily and we have to save our valuables from getting wet.

I jokingly said, “We can put that in condoms, and it will be super safe.” We all laughed at it, and that’s when Aditya said, “Guys! What about me? I don’t use condoms.” I looked at Shraddha and asked if she was on birth control pills. How safe they are was my next question.

She said, “No birth control pills,” and blushed a little. I remember that smile that I had the other day in the bathroom when she confronted me. I knew something wasn’t adding up.

I just teased the topic again and asked, “How would you guys have sex in this beautiful location?” I looked at Rahul and said, “Darling, why don’t you share one condom with them?” I winked at him.

Aditya said, “We don’t need a condom,” and Shraddha blushed again. I just asked spontaneously, “Do you guys know a way to have sex we don’t know?” That’s when he revealed that they are into anal sex. It was shocking and hot at the same time. She just said, “Stop it, guys!” and went into her tent to hide.

We laughed for a minute and all decided to go in the tent. As soon as I went in, I stripped Rahul naked from the bottom and gave him a nice blowjob. He did some fingering, but it was too cold for me to strip. I told him, “Honey, you have a task to do tomorrow morning to clean my ass as a slave.”

He smiled, and we both slept. The next day morning, Shraddha and I went a little ahead. There was a small water stream or waterfall. We sat not too far from each other for a pee. Not directly into the water stream but close enough that we could wash after done.

I took a peek at her ass, and it was amazing. We took the water to wash, and it was cold as hell. I pulled up my pants immediately. She washed it up and I can see from her face her bottom would have been frozen.

While coming back, I asked, “Did the cold water help relieve your pain after anal sex yesterday night?” She looked shocked at me, asking, “Did you guys hear something?” I said, “The whole forest heard your moaning babes. Good going!”

She said, “It’s ok that we were horny after the discussions, and we had sex.” I asked, “Does Ajinkya cum in our ass?” she said, “Yes, we both like it.”

Coming back to the tent, I went in and dropped my panties. I asked Rahul to lick clean my bottom as there was a little pee in my bushes. He obeyed immediately. We went out normally for tea and breakfast, Ajinkya already had a bonfire for us.

Shraddha asked, “Aditi, do you have purell?” I said, “Yes!” and winked at my hubby. After breakfast, we decided to empty our bowels before we started our tour. I, together with Shraddha, went again to the same spot, a bit far from the water stream.

But we took a small bucket of water to wash after that, even though it was cold. This time, we sat a little far from each other. As soon as I was done, I tried using the water, but it was too cold. I shouted, “Nope! I won’t,” and stood up, pulling up my pants.

Shraddha heard it, and in a minute, she was done as well. She said, “I have no courage to wash again with cold water, I will warm it up,” we both had our pants up and started walking to our camp place. She said she might have spoiled the panties and might have to throw them away now.

I said trust me, “I know that feeling,” and we laughed. Coming back, I went straight into my tent and asked Rahul to follow. He came in, I lowered my pants, and he lick cleaned my asshole. I was getting a deep tongue cleanup from my hubby-slave.

While doing this, Shraddha suddenly peeped in and asked, “Aditi, I need a purell urgently for obvious reasons.” What she saw was more than surprising for her: the sight that Rahul was on his knees. I was standing up straight with my legs spread apart with a naked bottom.

Rahul, from the back, was giving me a nice licking/ Rimming job. Rahul did not stop and continued. She asked, “What’s going on, guys?” I said, “Meet my purell or wet tissue. Whatever you call it. He licks me clean, babes.” She came in hesitantly and asked, “Are you guys serious? It sounds gross!”

Rahul took his head out of my ass and said, “It’s the same as anal sex but with tongue!” and we laughed. I asked if she managed to clean up.

She said, “No, the water is not getting warm, and I’m feeling uncomfortable because of my stupid panty getting spoiled. That’s the reason I came in to ask about Purell, but this is not what I expected, guys!”

I said, “No worries, you are at the right place. Just put your panties down, and my hubby will clean you up.” She asked me, “Are you crazy?” and wanted to back off. But I held her and pulled her pants down. Her ass cheeks were exposed.

We could see the poop being spread over them. She looked back with anger. I said, “Oh! Look at those cheeks, Rahul, my boy. Please clean up for her.” She turned back and was already embarrassed.

I said, “Hey girl, you can’t take that poopy ass outdoors. Let my hubby be a darling and clean it for you.” She asked, “How is that even possible?” I looked at him. He, being an expert, said, “She would have to sit down in squat on my face. It’s too much to clean standing up.”

I convinced her to sit down, and my hubby started licking her poop from the ass cheek. She felt a bit gross and said, “Ewww! Are you gonna eat it??” I said, “Relax, let him do his job.”

He was slowly rolling his tongue over her ass cheeks and moved gently to her ass hole in the centre. Her ‘Ewww!’ feeling was changing to soft moans in no time. She was a person getting turned on by anal sex.

As soon as he inserted his tongue inside, she felt a little shock running through her body. She instantly peed a little on his face. She realised and tried standing up. I asked her to relax. With continued licking, she wasn’t able to hold more and dropped a poop in my hubby’s mouth.

While he was busy eating, she continued, “Sorry for that.” Tape. She said since they have so much anal sex, her muscles there are a bit loosened up and lost some control. I was laughing and having the best time.

My hubby cleaned her up, and she stood up. She couldn’t look Rahul at his face. I said, “Come on, this stays our little secret.” She ran outside where Aditya was waiting and wondered where everyone had been.

Rahul was so hard he pulled me towards him, and we had the best wild sex we ever imagined to be. He cum inside me, and we left with my pussy dripping off his cum.

Hello friends, my name is Shalini, and I am submitting this first episode of my love story with Mukesh, my neighbour. I live in Pune with my husband and my teenage daughter at a residential complex. My apartment is a high-rise one with multiple flats, and it has multiple rooms on each floor.

My room is the last one in the corridor, and normally no one comes to this side. Opposite my flat, one family was living which got transferred recently and we have got a new tenant Mukesh.

Talking about Mukesh, the day I saw him I got an instant like to him. He is young, has a nice body, and his voice is also very manly. Mukesh has some relationship with our apartment owner, so he came with some additional responsibilities of maintenance of flats, etc. Mukesh often comes for regular inspection of flats, and in that way, I knew about him.

In my family, my husband Sumer is there. He is 50 years old. I am 45 years old, and I have a slightly plump body with curves.

Our sex life is not very active and we normally do sex every 7-10 days. We have a family business, which my husband takes care of. He normally leaves for work at 9-10 am and returns home around 7-8 pm. Due to the distance from our flat and due to traffic he doesn’t come for lunch also. My daughter’s name is Suman. She is studying her final year and staying in a hostel. So basically I am living alone throughout the day.

Coming to myself, I am a very romantic person, but due to my husband’s unavailability throughout the day and evening also, he rarely gets any interest left for sex due to a heavy workload. I fulfill my desire by sometimes masturbating alone.

But after Mukesh came as my neighbour, my life changed. This started 3 months after Mukesh came to his flat. Slowly, we got comfortable with each other due to daily seeing each other, and also, he used to come for regular inspections, etc.

Mukesh was working in a private company and he was not married. So, basically he was living alone in that flat.

One day, I was bathing, and at that time, Mukesh pressed the calling bell. I opened the door in a towel only, thinking the maid may have come. But as soon as I opened, Mukesh said, “Sorry for coming at an unusual time,” and told me that there would be some pest control team coming the next day.

I said OK, but I was watching his face and I could sense he was not comfortable. Then I told him to sit, and that I would be back soon after changing. As he sat, I went to the bedroom and changed to a kurta and leggings and came back. I found him still sitting on the sofa.

I was having slight back pain that day and I wasn’t feeling comfortable. Mukesh sensed my condition and asked me what was wrong. I told him that I was having pain in my back, and he told me if I didn’t mind, he would apply balm to my back. Even though I was very much interested, I still said no. But he insisted.

I was more happy and I told him to come to my bedroom to apply the balm. When I reached my bed, I lay there and opened my kurta and told him to apply the balm. He started to apply the balm to my naked backside. I was wearing a pink bra and he started applying balm.

I felt a lot of comfort and warmth from his hand and I just wanted him to continue the massage. My neighbour also got excited, and slowly, his hands moved throughout my body from top to bottom. Then he started pressing my boobs also.

I was thinking, “Omg! This is happening so soon, I didn’t expect this.” Slowly, he opened my leggings, my bra, and my panties also. I started giggling and gave him signals to go ahead.

As soon as he received my permission, he went between my legs and started licking my pussy. I was gone mad. As his warm tongue was touching the inside of my pussy, I felt an ocean of fluid released from my pussy and making his mouth full.

He was more interested and he started gulping all inside. I was so happy after I reached my orgasm that I forgot I had a husband and a daughter. But at that moment, I was in love with Mukesh. Mukesh was also a very very handsome person with a nice personality. A lot of women talk about him in our society and they want to fuck him too. I felt lucky that I got love from the man I wanted and I wanted to give the same to him.

I removed all the clothes from Mukesh’s body and as soon as his thick long cock sprang out from his underwear, I got mesmerized by its size and looks. It was like holding a torch and the veins were visible clearly. It was hot and hard with a beautiful manly smell coming from it. I wasn’t sucking my husband’s cock as it was small, always limp and ugly. But looking at my neighbour’s cock, I got down to my knees and took it in my mouth immediately as I felt that if I couldn’t take this in my mouth, then my life would be wasted.

As soon as I put the dick in my mouth, Mukesh started thrusting his dick inside my mouth slowly. Then he opened my hair, held it firmly, and started stroking my head on his beautiful cock. I was getting immense pleasure by sucking his cock. In one hand, I was holding his cock, and on the other hand, I was pressing my pussy which was now aching to get the taste of this magnificent cock.

I kept sucking and fucking his cock with my moly mouth more and more vigorously. Soon, at a point, I reached my second orgasm. I was fully satisfied by now, but my heart was like, “Come on bitch, you want more of this dick.”

I was having the time of my life and Mukesh also was feeling the same. We were not talking to each other but our eyes were telling each other a lot. I felt like a teenager while having all this and a lot of energy was coming from Mukesh to my body.

After sucking him for so long, he also felt the pressure and soon he was releasing all his sperm on my face.

I was by then fallen in love with my married neighbour and I allowed him to do whatever he wanted. I let him cum on my mouth and my face, and for the very first time, I did this with anyone. After releasing all his energy, he slept on the bed, and I went to wash myself.

All this happened so quickly that we didn’t know about the time. Mukesh was already late for his office, so he left immediately. My maid that day didn’t come, so I had a lot of work to finish. But I was more than happy that day, and the whole day, I was imagining the sweet time spent with Mukesh. In between, my pussy also got wet multiple times, and I had to masturbate 4 times to cool my pussy till my husband came back from the office.

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Hi friends, Cuck Sanjeev here, with the third part of my cuckold diaries. Thanks for the overwhelming response and suggestions. It really means a lot to both of us. It’s encouraging. As we both are sharing this story together. In upcoming parts some of the details will be described by Aparna herself.

Ab meri wife ko dildo ki aadat ho gayi thi. Ab mere lund se zyada use mote lambe dildo se chudne mein maza aata tha. Every night sex ke time pehle main use chodta, fir dildo se use chod kar usko charamsukh dilwata. Kuch do hafte yu hi chala.

Ek din hamare union ke event ki party thi ITC royal Bengal mein. Hame bhi jana tha. Aparna ne long sleeveless gown pehna tha black colour ka, jo uske ghutno ke zara upar hi khatam ho raha tha, aur side se kata hua tha. Uski milky white thighs full show mein thi. Mera nanha lund bhi jhatke maarne laga usko dekh kar. Us dress mein Aparna ki ass bahut ache se ubhar kar aa rahi thi. Maine uski ass ko sehlaya aur kaha-

Me: Jaan aaj to na jaane kitno ka katal kar dogi tum apne looks se.

Aparna: Baby katal nahi karna, bas unke lund mein tanaav laana hai.

Main uski baatein sun aur josh mein aa gaya. Maine uski dress upar kar di uski kamar tak, aur uske chut se khelne laga, aur uske gale aur kaan pe kiss karne laga. Use sex chadhne laga. Fir main neeche baith gaya, aur uski panty neeche kheench kar uski geeli chut ko zor se smell kiya. Aah kya maza aaya.

Fir main bhookhe jaanwar ki tarah uski chut chaatne laga, aur Aparna bhi maze mein gaand hila-hila kar mere muh mein chut ghusane lagi. Kuch der chut chaatne ke baad main ruk gaya, aur Aparna ke request karne ke baad bhi maine aage kuch nahi kiya. Main chaahta tha ki Aparna horny rahe, aur uski slutyness nikhar kar saamne aaye.

Hum party event mein pahunche. Lagbhag 9 baj chuke the. Wahan pahunchte hi sab Aparna ko dekhne lage. Maine uske kaan mein poocha-

Main: Kaisa lag raha hai rani? Sab tumhe hi dekh rahe hai. Aparna ke expression se pata chal raha tha ki wo horny thi, aur use bada maza aa raha tha.

Maine apni wife ko apne friend/business associate Ravi aur uski wife se milwaya. Unki new shaadi hui thi. 1 saal hua tha, but long time relationship mein the. Uski wife Anita usse kaafi young thi. Ravi 36 ka tha, aur wahin Anita 25 ki thi.

Kuch hi der mein Anita aur Aparna mein achi dosti ho gayi, aur dono sath mein ho li. Main aur Ravi bhi baaki logon se milne lage, aur drinks enjoy karne lage. Fir party enjoy karke late night ghar aa gaye. Aparna abhi bhi horny thi. Ghar aate hi hum dono maze karne lage. Maine ache se apni wife ko maze diye. Usi beech Aparna ne mujhe ek shocking baat batayi. Usne bataya ki Anita aur Ravi swinging karte the.

Main hairan ho gaya aur mujhe andar se kaafi excitement hui. Hamne kaafi der sex kiya, aur fir so gaye. Par mujhe neend nahi aa rahi thi. Main phone mein surfing karne laga. Mujhe idea aaya. Maine search kiya happy ending massagers, massagenation naam ki website pe. Mujhe kaafi genuine massagers mile, african, ek-dum lambe-chaude.

Main imagine karne laga kaise wo Aparna ki malish karega, aur mera lund fir khada ho gaya. Maine dekha Aprna ki nighty uthi hui thi, aur uski gaand meri aur thi exposed. Maine hath mein lotion liya aur Aparna ki chut pe malish karne laga. Aparna bhi horny ho gayi aur uski chut geeli ho gayi.

Maine neeche khisak kar apni wife ki chut chaatni shuru ki, aur Aparna ko maza aa raha tha. Aise neend se uthne mein bada maza hai tha use. Aparna horny ho gayi. Fir main upar aa kar usko chut ka rass chatwaya, aur phone mein porn laga ke dekhne lage. Main uski chut se khel raha tha, aur wo mera lund pakad ke khel rahi thi.

Aparna: Jaan aisa lund sahi mein hota hai kya?

Me: Haa baby, ye sab real hai.

Aparna: Kya ye log operation se aisa lund bada karta hai?

Me: Pata nahi baby. Shayad hoga aisa.

Aparna: Tum bhi karwa lo na jaan. Mujhe bhi bada mann hai aisa lund pakadne ka.

Me: Baby Dubai ghoomne chale?

Aparna: Aise achanak se kyun jaan?

Me: Aise hi, bahut din hue vacation pe gaye.

Mujhe pata tha ki Aparna aise direct threesome ke liye nahi maanegi. Kyunki thehri to wo sanskari Indian wife hi. Andar se kitni bhi chudail ho, baahar se to acting karegi hi. Isliye maine alag plan banaya.

Me: Wahan ghoomne ko kaafi kuch hai aur hum wahan massage bhi karwayenge. Tumhe acha lagega.

Aparna: Massage? Wo to yahan bhi karwa sakte hai.

Me: Arre wahan bahut ache se massage hoti hai. Ye dekho masseuse.

Aur main use website pe unhe dikhane laga. Aparna bade mann se dekhne lagi, aur pata nahi uske mann mein kya chal raha tha. Uska poora face red ho gaya.

Aparna: Jaan ye to un porn movies jaise lambe tagde hai.

Me: Haa jaan, jaise tumhe pasand hai.

Aparna: Babu ye sirf massage hi karega na, aur kuch to nahi?

Me: Nahi jaan, jitna kahogi utna hi karega.

Aparna: Still baby, mujhe theek nahi lag raha. Tumhare alawa koi mujhe chhue mujhe pasand nahi.

Me: Baby life mein sab kuch try karna chahiye. Aur kon sa wo hame jaanta hai. Ye to bas one time thing hai jaan.

Aparna: Ok jaan, sirf massage.

Fir hum dono ne hug kiya, aur so gaye. Main khwaab bunne laga apne Dubai trip ke.

Friends this is the end of the third part. In the next part you will read about our Dubai adventures, hold tight and wait for the next part coming up soon.

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I woke up the next morning. It was around 9. Abhi was still sleeping, and I carefully lifted his arm so as not to awaken him. I rubbed my clit as I peed. Thinking about last night made me go mental. The entire experience felt like a figment of my imagination.

When I returned to the room, Abhi had his morning wood. I decided to wake him up as he woke me last night. I put his cock into my mouth and started to squeeze his balls gently. I wanted to do an experiment and see how long I could have his dick in my mouth before he woke up.

It was a good 10 minutes until he opened his eyes to smile and shoot cum in my mouth. I gulped all of it in one shot and said, “Good Morning.”

“Wow, now that’s one good fucking morning, Mom. I think I can get used to waking up like this,” he said.

Me: I’m going for a shower, care to join?

Abhi: Hell yeah! Can I?

Me: Of course! From now on, you can do what you want: join me in the shower, or feel free to join me in the tub. Abhi, I want you to know that there are no boundaries or restrictions anymore. I will continue to be your mom every day.

Me: But when we are together in ‘the zone,’ I will do whatever you want, and whenever you want. Even in Public, I don’t give a shit about what people think or say. Touch me, Lick me, Sniff me, Feel me Kiss me, Fuck my holes, anything!

Abhi: That’s a bit too much. Public, really?

Me: Well, if that’s what you want, I’ll never say “No”. But it’s your accountability to keep us safe. If you want me to dress sext, elegant or like a whore I will do it all. Now, let’s take a bath.

As we entered the bathroom, Abhi stepped over to the toilet. I held his hand, stopping him. “Mom, Please let go of my hand,” he said. I ignored his pleas and pulled him into the shower. I got down on my knees and said, “Pee, who is stopping you?”

Abhi: Are you sure? Do you want me to pee in your mouth?

Me: Yes, Not just the mouth. I want you to pee all over me, My hair, My tits, My face.

The moment I said that it made Abhi hard again. He struggled, and a weak stream came out. I leaned forward under his cock so his piss would fall on my head. I felt the pressure of his warm pee. I looked up in his eyes and opened my mouth then closed my eyes.

At first,  his aim was off. He was all over the place. Then finally, he aimed at my tits. I then lay on the floor and opened my cunt, and asked him to aim at my pussy. I kept rubbing my cunt as he was piss started to hit my clit.

Once he was done, my hair was all plastered to my face with his piss. I took a step towards to shower to clean myself. Abhi grabbed me, kissed my cheeks, and started to kiss me. He was getting so excited and horny that I almost slipped and kept grabbing him to avoid the fall.

Me: Yup! No doubt you are my son. I guess the kink runs in the genes.

Abhi: Wow, Mom, that was intense. I didn’t expect this.

Me: Well, I wanted you to know I mean business. Nothing is out of bounds. I am yours. Do as you please.

Abhi: You are one kinky slut, oops! Sorry, I got excited!

Me: Don’t be sorry. You can call me what you want, honey.

We then took our time in the shower, kissing and licking each other’s holes. Then, with just towels, we came out and walked straight to the kitchen, still naked (with towels). I made breakfast as Abhi kissed my neck and sat down to eat.

Abhi: Mom, what about Anjana?

Me: What about her?

Abhi: I mean, how can we do this when she is home? Have you thought about it?

Me: Don’t worry about her, I’ll take care of it. I will make the same offer to her. She can share the bed if she wants, regardless of whether you are there or not. It’s up to her.

Abhi: Are you sure, Mom? You know her. She will have a mental breakdown.

Me: Look, I’ll talk to her about our relationship. She is free to join. I’ll not force her. We are a family, and there should be no secrets. I don’t have to have sex like a thief in my own house with my son.

Me: If she wants to be with me or you or both, I really don’t mind. Even if she says she wants to see, I think it should be ok. She is a good kid. If she understands that this makes us happy, I don’t think she will have a problem. You are thinking too much.

Abhi: I wish she was cool with me and you, making this a norm, sitting naked and having breakfast.

Me: Interesting thought, let’s dwell on that. What if we are naked like this, and your friends come over? Would you prefer I rush to my room and put some clothes on or stay as is? I mean, I would not mind, but will you mind if they see me naked?

Me: Remember I said I’d do anything for you? That means I’d be ok if you want your friends to touch me. All your decisions, my son. Then, think about Anjana’s friends. How would she feel if her friends saw her brother and mom naked?

Abhi: Hmm, dumb thought, sorry. On another note, Mom, I know you don’t wear a bra usually. Can I ask you to wear more revealing dresses, please? I prefer that you wear something that allows people to see your pussy and tits. Will you sometimes do that for me?

Me: Of course! I promised anything for you, didn’t I? If I’m willing to be naked and let your friends touch me, why not with some strangers?

I then pulled my chair towards Abhi and said, “Son, I don’t want you to ask me to do things for you. I want you to be the ‘Man of the House’ and be more assertive. I want you to tell me what to do, just like I explained in the shower and showed you a version of myself.

“Son I want you to be someone who is in charge of the house. If you want me to drink your piss or give you a blowjob while you are taking a dump, tell me. I’ll be there. But don’t allow this to go to your heart. There has to be a balance. I still expect you to treat me with respect all other times and be your normal sweet self when we are not intimate.

Abhi: Sure, Mom, this is new to me. If I ever offend you or ask something irrational, give me a wack and pull me back to reality.

I kissed his forehead and said, “Don’t worry, son, there will be some challenges in this new family dynamic. We will work things out. Remember, we are in this together. As long as we love each other, I think it will work out.”

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The End.
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Hello friends, this is Shalini again from Pune. In the last episode, I told how I was successful in seducing my hot and handsome neighbour Mukesh. I wasn’t successful that day to taste the pleasure of sex with Mukesh. But we got a lot of love from each other and had oral sex with each other.

I was alone throughout the day, and Mukesh was also living alone in his flat. We had a lot of opportunities to meet and love each other. So the next day, I was waiting anxiously for my husband to leave for work so that I could get to Mukesh and we could fulfill our desires that we could not fulfill yesterday.

Once I sent my husband the next day, I got ready and made sure that I looked my best so that my neighbour would jump onto me and eat me whole just by my killer looks! I took a lot of time getting the makeup, and trimmed my body from the unnecessary hairs and looked very beautiful in the mirror.

Then I wore a skirt and a matching top and waited for Mukesh to come. But it was getting late and he wasn’t coming. So I was thinking, “What the hell is Mukesh doing? And why is he not coming today?” I was in deep thinking and lost my patience.

Then I tiptoed to his door and rang his calling bell. It was 9:30 am and Mukesh was still inside. When I rang his doorbell, my neighbour came to open the door after some time. When he opened the door, I pushed him inside and closed the door immediately. I was mad at him for making me wait for this and he was standing there smiling at me.

Mukesh, my darling, was wearing a towel, and his bare chest was open. Looking at this, I felt so much love from my inside. I lost all my anger and my eyes went to his crotch area to find out my prize that was hidden beneath the towel. Then I grabbed his manhood from the top of the towel. With the other hand I opened the towel and it fell on the floor.

At this time, I was fully dressed, looking like an angel, and my darling was completely nude, standing casually and smiling. I asked him why he didn’t come to me, to which he replied that he was confident that I would come to him.

Then he kissed me on my lips and my boobs and told me that I was looking very beautiful. I was so happy that I kissed him back and we fondled each other for a while standing there.

“You are so naughty,” I said.

I stroked my married neighbour’s dick, and it became rock-hard within a minute. Then I took him onto the sofa and made him sit on the sofa. That day, I was in no mood to let him go without satisfying my aching pussy. My pussy was already wet as I was horny all day and night, thinking about the way I will have sex with my lover.

Mukesh was sitting on the sofa, leaning to one side. His manhood was pointing up. His one leg was on the ground, and the other leg was on top of the sofa. I was already in between his legs, and my mouth had already started tasting his big cock. I was mesmerized by its girth and hotness. Its pink top was looking like a lollipop that I licked and sucked very hard.

Mukesh had closed his eyes and started softly moaning. I was still wearing all the clothes, and they were restricting me from enjoying his dick fully. So I took a break, opened my dress, and became nude. He was looking at my body and enjoying the strip tease. He then came to me, held me from my back, came from behind, and told me to come to the doggy position.

I obliged as I was dying to get my next-door guy’s cock in my pussy. He put slight saliva on his dick and pushed it inside slowly. It was very tight and nothing was moving inside. I was feeling the pain of his dick stretching my pussy, and slowly, it started entering my tight pussy. I was trying to beat the pain. But due to the size of his dick, it was giving me a lot of pain.

I was holding my breath and he started getting deeper and deeper inside me. Soon, he entered more than half of his dick in me and started stroking slowly. I was still feeling the pain, but now due to his movements, I started enjoying the dick. My body now started accepting the huge cock, and within a few moments, I was in seventh heaven.

He was putting more and more pressure with each of his thrusts, and I was getting an orgasm-like sensation each time he reached the deepest point of my body. He kept pushing his rock-hard cock inside my pussy, and by now, he was reaching the deepest untouched part of my pussy. My pussy started overflowing with the juices and it was all over my thighs coming down.

I was very happy and felt lucky that I got this cock inside me. After pumping his cock for a while, he changed his position and made me sit on him. I was on top of him and started going up and down on top of his cock. I was also kissing him very hard and moaning like anything from the pleasure I was getting from the cock.

Within minutes, I reached my orgasm and fell on top of his chest. He made me lay under him. He started thumping my pussy very hard in a missionary position. This position is the best position where I could get most of his cock length inside me.

Now, I could sense he was nearing his orgasm too. He kept fucking me more vigorously and I was not in my senses. My whole body was aching and my pussy was flowing with hot juices. I was following his rhythm and kept my hip up and down with his thrusts.

Soon, we both reached the point of no return and he, with a loud moan, released his sperm on my belly and over my pussy. I felt satisfied after a long long time and asked him how he felt. He said thank you to me, and we both lay there nude for another 15 minutes. I got to his washroom, washed myself, and saw his dick was still half erect.

A lot of our mixed juice was there on his cock. I felt a lot of desire to taste that juice, and without thinking again, I put the cock inside my mouth and tasted our love juice. He was looking at me strangely and I said-

Me: Relax, darling. Let me suck this magnificent cock. This cock is now like a part of me. I was feeling like I can’t live without this cock anymore.

Very soon, with my sucking, his cock again got harder,. I got ready for another round of heavy sex. That day, Mukesh didn’t go to the office, and we stayed in his flat till my husband came back from the office. We were nude all the time; we bought some online food, ate that, slept, fucked, did 69, watched porn, and enjoyed like a newlywed couple.

I will tell in the next episodes how Mukesh became part of my life.

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Coming to the story. Amrit and I both fell asleep after he fucked my ass and cum inside me. We slept through the afternoon. When we woke up, the evening was settling in. The soft glow of the sunset was filling the room. Amrit opened his eyes.

As he glanced over, he saw my face softly illuminated by the fading sunlight. We shared a gentle kiss before slowly getting up from the bed. I slipped back into my panties and put on a light white silk robe before stepping out onto the balcony.

Despite the cool evening air, I felt a sense of freedom. I stood there, wrapped in a robe, taking in the breathtaking view of the sunset. Amrit made us some tea, bringing two cups as he joined me on the balcony. We chatted about our work and about how nice it would be to have a dominant guy join us at the moment.

However, It had been a while since either of us had stepped out of our usual roles. So we were both content with the peaceful, intimate atmosphere. The balcony was spacious, complete with a cosy couch and a small fireplace. As the temperature dropped, we lit a fire, curling up together on the couch.

The warmth from the flames wrapped around us as we kissed. The soft glow of the fire casts a romantic light over everything. Amrit leaned in closer, his lips tracing the line of my neck as his hands moved over me. There was a raw, honest connection between us.

I moaned softly, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. Soon, his kisses grew more urgent, more heated, as he made his way lower. Finally, taking my cock in the warm embrace of his lips. I couldn’t hold myself back and cum inside his mouth. He moved up, and we kissed with my cum together.

After a while, we heard the faint sound of a phone camera snapping. Startled, we turned around to see the manager of the hotel on a nearby balcony. He was caught in the act of trying to sneak a photo. His phone buzzed loudly. He hadn’t silenced it in time.

For a moment, there was a silence thick with tension. My heart raced, not from embarrassment. But from the sudden intrusion into something that had felt so private, so safe. The manager immediately lowered his phone, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red.

“I—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… I thought I heard something… I didn’t mean to intrude.” The manager didn’t look angry or even embarrassed. Instead, his gaze shifted from me to Amrit, then back to me again as if there was an understanding dawning on him.

An awareness that maybe he had stumbled upon something unexpected. I stepped forward, trying to ease the tension. “It’s alright,” I said softly, my voice calm. “You’re not intruding, not really.” Amrit and I exchanged a glance. There was a silent agreement between us.

Maybe, just maybe, the moment could still unfold differently. We could share this in a way that felt genuine. “You know,” I said, turning to the manager with a soft smile, “there’s no reason you can’t join us if you’d like.” I grabbed him by his hand, pulled him closer, and made him sit in front of us.

His eyes feasted on our barely covered bodies in panties. He finally broke his silence and said, “You two don’t need to end the moment.” Amrit looked into my eyes, and we looked back at him. Our hands meet, and in a quiet, intimate moment, we pull each other close, sharing a soft kiss.

We stood there, feeling exposed and vulnerable, our bodies in just our panties and silk robes. The manager watched, his gaze lingering on us. I could feel the excitement building, evident by the way my panties stretched from my swollen cock.

But Amrit gently told me to hold back, guiding me to understand what it meant to embrace submission truly. Our bodies slowly started to sway in the light musical notes coming from our room. With a look of eager excitement, he stood up and reached out to us.

His strong arms unfolded as if to hold us close. He was a striking figure—muscular, fit, his presence commanding attention. There was a sense of power in his movements, yet something almost tender in the way he approached us.
We slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the taut lines of his muscles beneath.

We could feel the warmth of his skin as our lips followed, tracing the contours of his chest, tasting the salt of his skin. Each kiss was deliberate, slow as if savouring the moment. The manager held my face and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. Amrit went further down and got away with his pants.

Now, just in his white briefs, we make him sit on the couch. I get on top of him and continue our kiss. Amrit stood behind me and caressed my back. There were now sounds of deep moans all over the balcony. I set myself back and stood up in front of him.

Amrit held me from behind and spoke gently to the manager, “Make love to him. You are his first dominant and whispered to me, “There is no going back now.” I got down on my knees, stroked his feet, and planted soft kisses from his feet, slowly up to his briefs.

His cock was hard and bulging. I looked him in his eyes and got his cock out of his boxers. It was an uncut 5-inch cock with light hairs around it and huge balls. It wasn’t a huge cock, but I was awestruck and couldn’t help but sniff the opening. It was magnificent.

I uprolled my eyes as if I had taken a drug. Amrit sat next to him, playing with his body and guiding my mouth in sucking him. I started by licking his balls and going up to the tip of his cock. After a few such attempts, his cock got extremely stiff, and the tip bulged out.

I could see the pre-cum oozing out of his cock. I licked it off slowly, making eye contact. I pulled back for a moment, teasingly swirling my tongue around the tip before looking up at the manager. My eyes were wide with mischief. “How does that feel?” I asked softly, letting my breath linger against him.

“Absolutely incredible,” he replied, his voice shaky but filled with eagerness. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” I smiled, feeling a rush of pride at his words. I resumed my ministrations, this time more deliberate. I varied my rhythm, alternating between slow, sensual licks and deeper, passionate motions.

The manager’s reactions fueled my confidence, and each groan and shudder made me crave more. I continued teasing him with my tongue. Occasionally, taking the glans in my mouth and swirling my tongue around it. I could sense he wanted me to devour it completely.

I finally let it happen and went all inside, deep till the base. I made sure my tongue struck and tickled his balls as I reached there. I was kneeling in front of him with my ass protruding out so he could see what else was awaiting him. This continued for a while, and his cock continued to fuck my mouth.

With each movement, I felt the intensity of the moment deepening. As I took the manager fully into my mouth, I could hear his breath hitch, a sound that fueled my desire to please him further. I locked eyes with Amrit. He smiled encouragingly, his expression filled with both pride and excitement.

The manager’s hands found their way to my hair, gently guiding me. He surrendered to the pleasure I was giving him. I felt his body respond, the tension in his muscles signalling just how much he was enjoying this unexpected turn of events.
“Take your time,” Amrit encouraged, his voice smooth and commanding. “Make him feel every bit of it.” His body stiffened, and after one final heavy groan, the manager shot his cum in spurts in my mouth. It was weird to have that slimy, slushy, salty flavour in my mouth.

Amrit came close to me, held me from my back, and whispered, “Look at him. Let him know how grateful I was for having received his cum in my mouth, swirl it in my mouth, smile at him, and swallow every drop of it.” I did exactly as I was instructed after hanging on to it for a few seconds.

I took a gulp and swallowed all of his load. The flavour grew on me. So I quickly licked off the little spurt of cum shining over his tip, smiled at him, and said, “Thank you, Mr. Manager.” Amrit moved behind me, his hands sliding over my back, offering comfort and encouragement. “You’re doing so well.”

The manager pulled me up, and we shared a deep kiss. As the kiss broke, I felt a rush of warmth enveloping me, both from the manager and Amrit. Their eyes were filled with admiration and a sense of protectiveness that made my heart flutter.

“Are you okay?” Amrit asked, his voice soft and concerned. He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, looking at me with genuine care. “I’m more than okay,” I replied, feeling a sense of exhilaration mixed with vulnerability. “That was incredible.”

The manager, still catching his breath, leaned in closer, his hands resting gently on my hips. “You were amazing,” he said, his voice deep and sincere. “I didn’t expect any of this, but I’m glad I was here.”

Amrit smiled, nodding in agreement. “Now it’s time to take care of you,” he said, his tone shifting to something more playful yet tender. “You deserve to be pampered after that.”

I felt a thrill of anticipation as they exchanged glances, their unspoken connection evident. Amrit moved behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. The manager took my hand, leading me back toward the couch.

“Let’s make you comfortable,” the manager said, his voice low and soothing. He gently urged me to sit down. I sank into the cushions, feeling the warmth of the fire flickering nearby. Amrit knelt beside me, his fingers softly tracing along my arm.

“You did such a good job,” he murmured, planting tender kisses along my shoulder. “Now it’s our turn to show you how much we appreciate you.” The manager knelt on my other side, his gaze intense as he looked into my eyes.

“What do you need?” he asked, his voice a deep rumble that sent shivers down my spine. I took a moment to savour the attention, the warmth radiating from both of them. “Just… be close,” I replied, feeling the rush of emotions washing over me. “I want to feel you both.”

They exchanged a knowing smile before their hands began to explore my body. Amrit’s fingers caressed my sides while the manager’s hands trailed gently along my thighs. Their touch was both comforting and electrifying. “Relax,” Amrit whispered, his breath warm against my skin. “We’ve got you.”

As they continued to touch and tease, I felt a blissful sense of surrender. Their hands moved in perfect harmony, creating a rhythm that made me feel cherished and desired. I closed my eyes, letting the sensations wash over me, focusing on the warmth of their bodies and the intimacy of the moment.

“Just enjoy this,” the manager said, his voice rich with promise. I felt his lips graze my neck, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. The manager went down and lifted my legs in the air. He planted gentle kisses on my ass cheeks and slowly traced his way to my hole.

He did not hold back and pushed his tongue inside my ass. Amrit also came down on me and started sucking my erect cock. This continued for a while. I was barely able to keep it together and wanted to cum. But Amrit kept on edging me.

I could not hold it any longer and begged the manager to let me have his cock in my ass now. The manager got up from his position, his cock back to its full glory. Amrit licked his cock and gave it a nice lubricant. The manager came over to me in a semi-missionary position.

My legs crossed over his back. I could now sense his thick, warm, slimy cock at the margins of my ass. Our eyes locked, and in that moment, everything else faded away. There was an undeniable connection—a shared understanding of the vulnerability and trust we were embracing.

Slowly, he began to enter me. I gasped softly at the sensation, feeling every inch as he filled me. Amrit remained close, his hands exploring my body, grounding me in this moment of intimacy. The warmth between us was electric, igniting a fire that spread through every part of me.

With each gentle thrust, the manager’s gaze never wavered from mine. There was a rhythm to our movements, a dance that felt both primal and tender. I could feel Amrit’s presence behind me. His whispers of encouragement wrapped around us like a warm embrace.

“Just breathe,” Amrit said softly, his voice a soothing balm amidst the intensity. I closed my eyes for a moment, surrendering to the sensations—each movement bringing us closer together. As the connection deepened, I lost myself in the experience.

The boundaries of our bodies merged into something beautiful and profound. The sounds of our shared breaths filled the air, harmonizing with the crackling of the fire nearby, creating a symphony of intimacy. The world outside faded away, leaving just the three of us in our cocoon of warmth and pleasure.

At that moment, I knew we were exploring something far beyond the physical—a journey of trust, connection, and sheer delight. Amrit brought himself closer to me and offered his cock for me to suck. I happily took it in my mouth. I sucked his cock like a candy.

The whole balcony was filled with our moans, the warmth from the nearby fire, and the cool breeze. It was amazing. In a state of pure bliss, all three of us came. First, with Amrit cumming in my mouth. Looking at the view, the manager came in my ass.

With the last of the thrusts and groans from the manager and Amrit’s tasty cum in my mouth. I finally cum, covering all my stomach with my cum. We were in a state of trans, gasping for breath, exhausted. As the intensity of our shared experience faded, we sank into a comfortable silence.

Our bodies were intertwined on the balcony. The manager wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer. Amrit leaned back against the couch, a satisfied smile on his face. “That was incredible,” he said, his voice still low and filled with warmth.

I looked between them, feeling a rush of gratitude. “I never imagined this would happen,” I admitted, my heart swelling with a mix of exhilaration and tenderness.

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