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Hi friends, cuck Sanjeev here, with the fourth part of my cuckold diaries. Thanks for the overwhelming response and suggestions. It really means a lot to both of us, it’s encouraging. If you haven’t read the previous stories, go through them, for eternal pleasure. Ab seedhe story pe aata hu.

Maine next day se hi planning shuru kar di. Maine massagenation website pe bande shortlist karne shuru kiye. Unme se do mujhe kaafi ache lage. Ek Arabic tha Junaid from Morocco, athletic body thi uski aur kaafi fit lag raha tha. Doosra ek African banda mila jo ki ghana ka tha Thomas, kareeb 6.5 feet height thi uski. Aur usne apne lund ki pic bhi dali hui thi. Main dekhte hi khush ho gaya ki meri pyari biwi ko itne ache lund se khelne ka mauka milne wala tha.

Maine Thomas ko message kiya, aur showroom ke kaam mein lag gaya. Kareeb 2 ghante baad hi uska message aa gaya-

Thomas: Hi, thank you for contacting me. How may I help you?

Me: Hello Thomas, Sanjeev here, I have a proposal for you.

Fir maine usse saari baatein share ki aur usko samjhaya ki kaise main aur Aparna bbc ki fantasy karte hai. But Aparna shy hai, aur Thomas ko use massage karte waqt seduce karna hoga.

Use saari baatein samajh aa gayi aur wo mere plan mein shamil ho gaya. Maine Aparna ki sexy pics use bhej di. Shayad uska lund bhi fanfana gaya hoga. Usne turant haa keh diya. Usne bataya ki wo part time masseuse tha. Otherwise wo wahan kisi multinational company mein brokerage aur chartering ka kaam karta tha. Aur ye bas uska passion tha.

Hum dono ne kaafi der baatein ki, aur usne mujhe ache se itinerary banane mein help ki. Uska flat ek posh area mein tha, aur wo wahan akele rehta tha.

Usne mujhe uske yahan rukne ka offer kiya, par maine socha ki Aparna ko awkward lagega, aur wo nahi maanegi to maine kaha ki hum log arrange kar lenge. Main kaafi sapne bun raha tha, aur trip ke liye tickets aur hotels final kar liye. Bas Aparna se confirm karke book karne the.

Shaam ko main ghar aaya to dekha Aparna sexy babydoll mein hi saare kaam kar rahi thi, jaisa maine use kaha tha. Fir maine use Dubai trip ke baare mein bataya except my plans with Thomas.

Fir hum dono ko plan theek lage to maine tickets aur hotels book kar liye. For next week, a 10 day trip. Maine apni biwi ko kaha ki wo sexy lingerie aur dresses lele aur kal hi urban clap se lady ko bulwa ke bikini wax karwa le. Maine randomly Aparna se kaha ki kya hum masseuse bhi final kar le.

To wo kehne lagi: Wahan jaa kar hi dekhte hai agar mood hua to karenge.

Maine kaha: Nahi final karke rakhte hai, wahan agar mood nahi hua to cancel kar denge.

Wo maan gayi. Maine massagenation website open ki, aur Dubai ke masseuse search karne laga, aur fir apne shortlist mein Junaid aur Thomas ki profile dikha kar kaha ki ye theek lag rahe hai. Aparna sharma gayi. Shayad uske mann mein kuch khayaal aane lage.

Maine dobara poocha to usne kaha haa ache hai. Maine fir poocha dono mein se kon zyada theek lag raha hai.

To wo boli: Tumhi dekh lo na.

Mere kaafi insist karne pe usne Thomas ko select kiya, jo mujhe pehle se lag hi raha tha. Maine use phone de diya uski profile check karne ko. Wo apni taraf phone karke profile check karne lagi. Maine dekha ki usne saari pics dekhi, even uske mote lambe lund ko bhi dekha, but koi reaction nahi diya.

Fir usne mujhe phone wapas kar diya, aur hum idhar-udhar ki baatein karne lage. But shayad Aparna ke mann mein wo lund ki image abhi bhi ghoom rahi thi aur wo hath neeche karke mere lund se khelne lagi. Maine bhi uski panty mein hath dala, to wo poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi. Fir maine use ragad ke shant kiya, aur hum so gaye.

Yuhi time nikal gaya aur hamare Dubai jaane ka din aa gaya. Maine papa ko gaon se wapas bula liya business dekhne ko, aur hum nikalne lage. Aparna ek-dum sanskari bahu ki tarah suit salwar bhar-bhar hath choodiyan pehan kar, aur lamba sa sindoor laga kar ready ho gayi.

Hum airport pahuche to Aparna washroom gayi. Fir jab wo wapas aayi to main dekhta hi reh gaya. Usne red color ki one-piece pehan rakhi thi, jo ki uski knees ke thoda hi neeche khatam ho rahi thi, aur wo itni tight thi ki uski panty line aur bra line saaf dikh rahi thi.

Aparna paas aa kar baithi, aur mujhe aankh maarte hue boli: Kaisa laga mera plan?

Maine uska hath apne lund pe rakhte hue kaha: Dekh lo kaisa laga.

Aur wo sharma gayi. Fir hum flight board karke Dubai pahunche, aur wahan se cab karke apne hotel. Maine privacy ke liye Air BNB se flat book kar liya tha, two bedroom flat with all amenities, zero contact check in. Flat ek posh society mein tha, aur top floor mein swimming pool bhi tha.

Dopahar ka time ho raha tha. Hamne khaana order kar liya, aur khaa kar so gaye. Shaam mein uthe to maine Aparna se poocha-

Main: Kya karna hai?

Usne kaha: Bahut tired ho gayi hu.

Mujhe idea aaya kyun na hum swimming pool mein chale, relaxing lagega. Fir hum dono ready ho kar upar gaye. Koi nahi tha wahan. Hamne apni wine sath layi thi. Aparna ko pool pasand aaya. View bhi acha tha, aur mausam bhi. Usne apna top hataya, aur apni black bikini mein aa gayi.

Uff kya kehar lag rahi thi. Uska top uske boobs ko ache se compliment kar raha tha, aur uski panty bhi sirf itni thi ki uski chut chhup sake. Aparna ki natural beauty dekh kar mujhe bahut acha laga, aur main kitna lucky hu aisa sochne laga.

Fir hum pool mein utar gaye, aur wine lekar relax karne lage. Ab Aparna thodi tipsy ho rahi thi, aur hum dono touchy hone lage. Itne mein wahan ek aur couple aa gaya. Wo european couple tha, aur unhone hame greet kiya, aur wo bhi pool mein utar gaye. Hum log aapas mein baatein karne lage. Wo bhi wahan vacation ke liye hi aaye the.

Maine unhe wine offer ki, aur unhone accept kar li. Fir hum log kaafi der baatein karte rahe. Uske baad wo dono aapas mein baatein karne lage aur thodi door chale gaye. Fir ek doosre ke sath masti karne lage, kissing, cuddling. Aparna ko bhi mood hone laga, aur main bhi uski ass ko sehlane laga. Ab Aparna bhi madhmast ho chuki thi. Maine bhi mauka dekh kar kaha-

Me: Baby, aaj to hum dono bahut tired ho gaye hai. Massage karwaya jaye kya?

Aparna: Haa baby, tum meri kar do, main tumhari kar doongi.

Me: But jaan hum dono to already tired hai.

Aparna kuch sochne lagi.

Me: Waise bhi it’s just a massage, nothing else. Let’s try it na.

Aparna bhi nashe mein behak chuki thi, aur usne haami bhar di. Maine fatt se Thomas ko contact kiya. Wo abhi office se nikal hi raha tha. Maine use apna address aur location bhej di, aur Aparna ko garam karne laga.

Main pool mein hi uski panty mein hath daal ke uski chut se khelne laga un do strangers ke saamne. Wo bhi kuch aisa hi kar rahe the. Ab Aparna se raha nahi gaya, aur wo mujhe kiss karne lagi. Wo poori tarah garam ho chuki thi.

Hamne aur ek glass wine li, aur kareeb 40 minute baad Thomas ka call aaya ki wo aa chuka tha. Maine use kaha ki wo lobby mein wait kare main aata hu use recieve karne. Maine Aparna ko kaha ki-

Main: Chal ke room mein fresh ho jao. Main Thomas ko leke aata hu.

Fir hum room pe gaye aur maine change kar liya aur neeche chala gaya. Wahan mujhe Thomas dikha. Real mein zyada hi dashing aur handsome lag raha tha. Main usse baatein karne laga taaki Aparna ko fresh hone ka time mil jaye. Fir usne mujhse kaha ki wo jaldi-baazi mein kuch samaan laana bhool gaya, to hame supermarket jana hoga. Fir hum uski mehangi chamkamati hui BMW se paas ke supermarket gaye.

Use dekh kar lag raha tha ki uska standard of living kaafi high tha, aur uski baaton se bhi wo gentleman lag raha tha. Wahan Thomas ne kuch oil wagaira liye aur ek mehangi wine ki bottle li.

Fir hum wapas aa gaye seedhe apne flat pe. Aparna ne gate khola. Usne black skirt aur white top dala hua tha, jo ki uski chuchiyon ko kass ke pakde hue the. Skirt bhi uski gaand se zara hi neeche thi aur uski lambi sexy legs full display mein thi. Maine Thomas ko aage kar rakha tha.

Gate kholte hi dono ek-doosre ko dekhne lage. Aparna to maano khadi-khadi geeli ho gayi. Thomas bhi Aparna ko dekh bahut khush ho gaya.

Usne aage badh ke Aparna ko hug kiya, aur ache se feel kiya. Aparna bhi mere saamne Thomas ko hug karne lagi. Fir Thomas ne Aparna ko kaha ki wo bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi, aur usne bahut kam ladkiyon ko itni sundar aur sexy dekha tha. Aparna ko sun ke maza aaya, par wo bas hass ke reh gayi.

Fir hum andar aaye aur baith kar baatein karne lage. Tab tak main kuch chicken starters and salad le aaya aur hum aaram se baith kar wine peene lage. Kuch der mein hame acha nasha ho gaya tha, aur hum to pehle se hi nashe mein the. Ab Thomas aa kar Aparna ke baju mein baith gaya.

Aparna mere aur Thomas ke beech mein baithi hui thi, par uske baithte hi wo uski side aur sarak gayi. Thomas gentleman tha, isliye wo bas genuine baatein kar raha tha, waiting for our signal. Fir maine Aparna se kaha ki-

Main: Baby, Thomas bahut acha massage karta hai. Tumhari back pain hai na? Let him try.

Aur Aparna maan gayi. Thomas ne use kaha ki wo fresh ho jaye, aur apne undergarments mein rahe, sirf tab tak wo bedroom mein setup kar lega. Aparna jhoomte hue bathroom chali gayi, aur hamne plan final kar liya.

Thomas bedroom mein apna set up laga kar ready ho gaya. Bahut acha ambience lag raha tha dim lights, scented candles, light music. Itne mein Aparna washroom se aayi apne boobs par se towel lapet kar, aur aa kar bed pe let gayi. Thomas ne poocha kya wo ready thi, aur Aparna ne haa kaha. Main aaram se sofe pe baith gaya. Thomas ne apna kaam shuru kiya

Aparna bed par face neeche karke leti hui thi, aur thomas uski kamar ke paas side mein khada tha. Meri sanskari biwi ke komal shareer par usne pehle oil dala, aur fir apne rough hatho se aahista-aahista meri biwi ki peeth ko sehlane laga.

Aparna kuch reaction nahi de rahi thi. Fir Thomas ne kandho ki malish shuru ki, aur neck area aur collarbone ko massage karne laga. Maine Thomas ko pehle hi bata diya tha ki Neck region Aparna ka trigger point tha. Wo uske neck area ko massage dene laga, aur uske earlobes se khelne laga.

Aparna thoda restless hone lagi, aur lakh koshishon ke bawajood uske muh se aaah nikal gayi. Fir wo dabi awaaz mein mmm, aaah, hmmm, aisi awaaze nikaalne lagi.

Maine poocha: Baby kaisa lag raha hai?

Usne kaha: Bahut acha lag raha hai jaan. Iske hatho mein to jaadu hai. Ek-dum perfect pressure laga raha hai, aur iske hath bhi ek-dum mardana hai rough.

Maine kaha: To fir enjoy karo jaan, khul kar maza lo.

Ab Aparna ko azaadi mil gayi thi. Wo khul ke moan karne lagi. Thomas bhi samajh gaya tha.

Usne kaha: Ma’am aapki bra mujhe ache se massage nahi karne de rahi. Isse aapki bra bhi gandi ho jayegi, aur mujhe pareshani bhi ho rahi hai.

Aur kehte-kehte usne peeche se hook khol diya. Aparna bilkul normal thi, aur usne dono hath aage karke apni bra utaar di, aur meri taraf badha diya. Main shock reh gaya ki kaise ek anjaan mard meri biwi ki bra khol raha tha, aur wo bhi uska sath de rahi thi. Mujhe andar hi andar maza aane laga. Fir usne meri sanskari wife se small talks karna shuru kiya.

Thomas: Aapki skin bahut soft hai. Aap kon sa skin care products use karti ho?

Aparna: Main zyada kuch use nahi karti. Ye to bas naturally aisi hai.

Thomas: Wow, sahi hai. To kya aap gym regular karti ho?

Aparna: Nahi main to kaafi pehle hi jati thi, wo bhi thode din. But ab time hi nahi milta

Thomas: Agar aap bura na maane to main kuch kahu?

Aparna: Haa-haa bolo na please.

Thomas: Maine aap se gym wali baat isliye poochi kyunki aap bahut fit ho. Aur aapka figure la-jawaab hai. Aapki thighs perfect hai, aur aapki ass ka shape bilkul bubble jaisa hai. Isliye mujhe laga ki aap regular gym jati ho.

Aparna madmast ho chuki thi, aur apni tareef use bahut achi lag rahi thi. Ab Thomas bhi khul ke meri wife ki massage kar raha tha. Usne ab arms ke baju se Aparna ke boobs masalne chaalu kiye, aur achanak se usne apni t-shirt pe oil gira liya, aur bahana bana kar apni t-shirt utaar topless ho gaya.

Wo abhi bhi kamar ke paas khada tha, aur beech-beech mein jhuk kar doosri side massage karta, to uski hot body Aparna ki back mein touch hoti.

Aparna: Aaah, acha lag raha hai Thomas.

Fir thodi der baad wo meri wife ke kamar pe baith gaya, aur kehne laga-

Thomas: Aise main ache se tumhari back ki massage kar paunga. Tumhari back bone ko evenly massage chahiye.

Aparna: Haa right, meri lower back mein aksar pain rehta hai.

Fir Thomas thoda neeche shift ho gaya. Uske lower mein uska khada lund aur meri biwi ke gaand ke chhed mein bas uske kuch kapdon ka antar tha.

Thomas: Aapke pati bahut lucky hai, jo aapke jaisi sundar aur sexy biwi mili.

Aparna: Lucky to main hu, jo itna caring hubby mila hai.

Main sofe par baitha mast wine pee raha tha, aur apne lund ko pant ke upar se sehla raha tha.

Main: Nahi jaan, tumhare jaisi swarg ki apsara ko paa kar main bahut lucky samjhta hu khud ko.

Fir Aparna meri taraf mudi aur mujhe flying kiss di. Par itne mein uske boobs azaad ho gaye, aur Aparna ko jab samajh aaya tab tak der ho chuki thi. Uske wo perfect shape ke boobs, jaise ki nariyal jaise kathor aur gore, aur uspe brown brown nipples jo ki poore hard ho chuke the, full display mein the.

Aparna sharmate hue hass di, aur Thomas bhi usko kiss ka ishara karke hasne laga. Ab in dono mein aur chemistry jam rahi thi. Thomas bhi ab aur mehnat karne laga. Wo kamar se shuru karta aur poori neck tak massage karta hua jata, aur uski body Aparna se touch hoti. Isse uski chut mein hulchul ho jati. Lekin usse bhi zyada maza use aa raha tha jab wo aage ki aur jhukta to uska mota nukeela lund Aparna ki chut pe chubh jata.

Aparna full josh mein moan kar rahi thi. Ab Thomas ne Aparna ke hath peeche kheench ke hatho ko massage karna chaalu kiya. Aparna bhi comfortable hone ke liye apne kulhon pe aa gayi.

Wo chudne ke liye full ready thi. Meri sanskari innocent biwi aaj ek African mard se apna gora-chitta badan ragadwa rahi thi, aur to aur uski chut ka geela-pann uski panty mein hi nahi poore room mein uski chut ki sugandh aa rahi thi.

Agar Thomas ne lund bhi daal diya hota, to use kuch farak nahi padta. Wo apne Cuck hubby ke saamne chudne ko ready thi. Mere do-teen lund mila ke bhi Thomas ke lund ke barabar nahi honge, aur mujhe Aparna ki ye khushi dekh bada maza aa raha tha.

Tabhi Thomas ne aage jhukte hue Aparna ke dono boobs pakad liye, aur uske nipple tune karne laga. Fir uske boobs masalne laga. Aparna ko kuch pal to maza aaya, par fir wo bina kuch kahe neeche let gayi apne boobs ko dabate hue, aur Thomas ne bhi ishara samajh kar apna hath hata liya

Fir kuch der baad Thomas ne uski panty ki line pakad neeche karna chaaha, to Aparna ne kaha-

Aparna: I think it’s ok. Kaafi massage ho gaya aaj. Meri saari thakaan bhi mit gayi.

Thomas: Are you sure dear?

Aparna: Haa mujhe bahut neend bhi aa rahi hai. To main ab sone jana chaahti hu.

Main aur Thomas ek-doosre ko dekhne lage aur main bhi shock mein tha, ki aakhir jab sab theek chal raha tha, to Aparna ne aisa kyun kaha. Fir Thomas neeche utra, aur Aparna bina kuch kahe doosre room mein chali gayi sone ko. Fir maine aur Thomas ne thodi wine pee, aur wo kehne laga-

Thomas: Never mind my friend, aisa hota hai, it’s ok. She may be uncomfortable. Tumhe usse baat karni chahiye.

Fir hamne thodi der baatein ki aur Thomas ready ho kar nikal gaya.

So friends this is the end of this part. Next part mein padhiye aakhir kya reason tha ki Aparna yu uth kar nikal gayi, aur aage ki mazedaar kahaniya padhne ke liye like aur comment kijiye friends.

This story is a sequel to the series, ‘Ashok Fucks Mom Again!’

We all stood outside, flabbergasted, feeling bad for Rajesh. Ashok pulled the sheet on the table where the sweets and ladoos were placed. All things fell, crashing and making a loud sound. Ashok tied the cloth around Mom’s chest, covering half of her body to her knees.

He lifted her in his arms and came out of the office room. He made her lay on the couch in the common hall and commanded everyone to leave. “Saajan, you stay by,” said Ashok as everyone emptied the room. Mom was trying not to look at me and was shy, all curled up to a pillow.

Ashok shed his dhoti and briefs and climbed up on the couch beside her. He manoeuvred between her legs and guided his erect dick into her, not paying heed to her rejections. As his bare ass sank between her knees, the cloth that barely covered her had slipped away.

He moistened his hands with saliva before applying it to her pussy. She was whispering “no” but her protests were unheard. He thrust his penis in her with a strong, swift push of his hips.

“Ah!?”

Her body twitched with a violent jolt as her mouth let out a small scream. He kissed and licked the back of her neck, the feeling of his wet tongue running down her skin sending a shudder down her spine. His large hands stroked her flat stomach as if to praise her.

The way his hot hands slid up her chest made her feel like her body was on fire. I froze and then took a seat on the nearby chair as they made love. Ashok knew if I were there, Mom wouldn’t stop him. It was already noon, and Ashok had already fucked her twice.

Nattiamma was kind enough to bring two large glasses of milk. Ashok drank all by himself while Mom was still resting in his arms. “Are you hungry? You definitely do not want the milk. You want something else!” Ashok asked Mom mischievously.

She nodded yes, her eyes still closed. “I think I can feed you what you want.” Ashok smiled as he said. My heart raced when she opened her eyes and kneeled to suck his dick. She swirled her tongue on his dickhead and massaged the shaft between her lips for a while.

When she stopped to get rid of a pubic hair stuck on her tonsil, Ashok released the pressure from his bladder. His pee was already in her mouth. The pee hit her on her face, lips, and nose as it ran down to her tits. She waited no time to cover his bulbous dickhead in her mouth, filling her cheeks like a squirrel.

Then she swallowed. “Fuck yes,” he said, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her into his dick, trying to make her take it all. I couldn’t take my eyes off. Their romance and fetishes were unheard of, and I had no idea how to stop Mom.

A Year Later

The only person who could stop Ashok was Dad. It was lucky for me that I got admission to one of the Universities in Dubai. I called up Dad, and he again asked me to contact Ashok to make the arrangements for my and Mom’s visa and travel.

Mom was excited as she was going to meet Dad. She also had stopped working for Rajesh after Ashok fucked her on his office couch. He was furious and had cut all ties with Ashok and our family. It had been nearly a week since Ashok picked us up from the airport.

He helped us settle into Dad’s luxurious apartment in Dubai. Dad was away on business in a service apartment in Qatar and was expected back on the weekend. Ashok often accompanied Dad to work as a secretary and lived in more modest accommodations. It left him feeling a mix of envy and pride.

For years, he had been intimately involved with Dad’s beautiful wife, and the secret weighed heavily on him. While I immersed myself in college paperwork, my mind wandered to thoughts of my mother. I found myself eager to know if she still enjoyed drinking his golden liquid, adulterated with his pubes.

I wondered where they were finding opportunities to be intimate again. It was Saturday, and I reached our building tired. I was standing in the elevator when I saw Dad hurrying to catch it. I pressed the button to hold the door open and waved him in.

He stepped in, gave me a warm hug, and we rode up together to the 28th floor. When we arrived, I took out our flat’s electronic access card, swiped it, and opened the door with Dad following close behind. As we stepped inside, I noticed Ashok’s shoes by the entrance.

That told me he was there, probably with Mom in the bedroom. Trying to distract Dad, I said, “Why don’t you freshen up? I’ll make us some tea.” Dad agreed, though I could tell he was still looking around, hoping to see Mom. As soon as he went into the bathroom, I quickly hurried to the bedroom.

The sight stopped me in my tracks – Ashok’s and Mom’s clothes were scattered on the floor. A chill ran through me. Were they having sex? After all, it had been a year since they last saw each other. I saw Ashok lying beside Mom on the bed, dressed only in his briefs.

His mouth was pressed against the soft curvy folds of her ass hole. She lay on her stomach, wrapped partially in her petticoat. She twitched as he rimmed her hole with his tongue. I remember the incident when Mom wanted to use the loo when we were travelling during a Kerala trip.

He insisted he wanted to help and accompanied her to a shady bush in the jungle. He helped her squat, do her business and also helped her wash her cheeks and holes. When they returned to the car, Mom was not comfortable. She said she is not sure she is fully clean.

Ashok requested me to wait outside and he used the back seat of the car. He undressed Mom and wiped her cheeks clean by rimming her. I had to wait for an hour. Ashok won’t stop talking about her cheeks and the taste of her crack our way back.

Ashok saw me watching and took a pause. Mom was flushed a bit. But she managed to pull her petticoat back to her waist and covered her tits with her hands. I quietly warned them, “Dad is here.” Ashok sprang up, quickly pulling on his clothes, while Mom wrapped herself in a shawl.

“I’ll make tea,” she whispered, hurrying to the kitchen. When Dad came out of the bathroom, he greeted Ashok. He was now sitting on the couch, looking relaxed. Moments later, Mom appeared with the tea tray, her shawl draped around her shoulders over her petticoat, giving the appearance of being dressed.

Dad smiled, side-hugged her, and took a cup from her hands. He gently guided her to sit on the couch next to Ashok. As Dad sat down beside her, he looked into her eyes. He asked how she’d been and leaned in for a kiss – a long, lingering kiss that seemed to hold all the emotions of their time apart.

Sitting at the dining table, I tried to look away. Dad leaned closer, planting gentle kisses on Mom’s neck. She seemed nervous, perhaps worried he might realize she was only covered by the shawl. To distract him, she quickly said, “I’ll bring some snacks from the kitchen for you and Ashok.”

As she started to walk past, Ashok reached out and took her hand, surprising both her and Dad. Dad raised his eyebrows, clearly surprised by the unexpected gesture. Ashok held her gaze, his expression intense, and I sensed the tension between them.

He quickly tugged at the strings of her petticoat. It slipped away, cascading to the floor while still tangled around her feet. He pulled her toward him, lifting her legs onto his lap so that her bare cheeks rested between his thighs. Carefully, he slid the petticoat off her feet, making her anklets tinkle.

Dad and I were taken aback. Ashok was actually furious and couldn’t bear to witness Mom being intimate with her husband. Her butt crack was still glistening with saliva slightly with the faint bite marks on her soft cheeks where he had rimmed earlier.

He cupped her face and pressed his mouth against hers, his moustache brushing her skin as his lips captured hers firmly. One hand held her bare cheek, fingers exploring and teasing, literally entering her slick opening as he deepened the kiss. From my seat, I felt a jolt of shock as I watched the scene unfold.

My heart raced, and I turned to my dad, who was waking up, his eyes wide with disbelief. To our surprise, Mom began to respond to his kisses, surrendering to the intensity as his teeth chafed her tender skin. With a fierce urgency, he sucked on her nose bridge.

His tongue explored her nostrils while his fingers massaged her inner thighs. Ashok reached for the shawl that draped over her chest, peeling it away to reveal the soft curves of her body. His hands gripped her breasts firmly as he captured one of her nipples with his mouth, sucking hard.

His tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh. The sudden intensity made her gasp. With a primal hunger, Ashok shifted his attention lower. His fingers traced a delicate path along her thighs before parting them gently. He leaned in, letting his warm breath tease her pussy, igniting a spark of anticipation.

What do you think will be Ashok’s next move? What will Dad do?

Wait for the next episode. Please write to me at [email protected].

Hello All. This story belongs to Vanita. She is not keen to share her contact details but wants to share her experience in the portal.

I am Vanita, married with a kid. I had a sexual experience with one of the writers, and my hubby was involved with him.

I am from Andhra Pradesh and live in Hyderabad. I am married to Tarun. I belong to a poor family. My father is running a household shop, and my mother is a cook. I have a sister, younger than me. I grew up in a traditional and ethical environment at home.

On the other hand, my Hubby Tarun is from a rich background without any ethics. We had an arranged marriage, and soon I figured out Tarun is psycho nature. We had our first night in Goa. He didn’t satisfy me, but he showed his true colours on the first night.

He was taking my Mom’s name while pressing my boobs and expressed his intentions to fuck my Mom. I was disappointed with his bad words towards my Mom. Day by day, I started to see his psycho behaviour. He used to press my boobs in front of his parents and sister.

He usually opens the door while I change my clothes. I felt bad and insecure with him. My MIL and SIL saw me nude because of my hubby’s behaviour. Later in the month, I understood that I was his second wife. The first wife gave divorce to him because of his behaviour.

I was shocked to know about his first marriage. I didn’t inform my parents because they would be sad. My father doesn’t have the intention to marry me with the wrong match. I have a 7 years age gap with Tarun, and I never thought he was married earlier.

After 3 years of marriage, I was pregnant with him. Post my delivery, we both shifted to a separate house with the kid, but his behaviour has not changed. He always wanted to fuck my Mom, and his negative thoughts were very bad and scary.

During the COVID time, he used to read sex stories. Also, he was having an affair with two women. The affair was developed during my pregnancy, but both women wanted financial support from Tarun. He used to have sex chats and exchange nude pictures with them.

I didn’t stop him because I found peace with him during the quarantine time. Kavita and Yamini were the women’s names. Post quarantine, Tarun fucked them at our place. I see dissatisfaction from Kavita and Yamini as Tarun is not good at sex.

I know Tarun’s stamina, and he speaks a lot, but he is not good at sex. They both need financial assistance from Tarun as their business was washed out in covid time.

One day, Tarun read a sex story in the portal and he got angry with the author. Tarun believed that the story was fake, and he wanted to prove the story was unreal. He engaged Kavita in that task and asked her to sleep with the author. The story’s author is from Hyderabad.

Kavita refused to meet the author. I was expecting Kavita not to meet the author as she wants financial support from Tarun. Kavita is not slut, and as expected, she refused. Tarun got angry, and he offered good money to Kavita. Kavita’s mind has changed with that money and she accepted to sleep with the author.

I was disappointed and informed MIL that Tarun offered a big amount to a girl for an unknown reason. On the other hand, Tarun was jumping with joy without any reason.

Kavita slept with the author. She was impressed with the author as he fucked better than Tarun. Tarun got angry with Kavita’s feedback, and he blasted her with desi words. Anyways, Kavita left Tarun as she got money from him. She was happy to break the relationship with Tarun, too.

Tarun didn’t learn the lesson from Kavita, and he offered the same proposal to Yamini. Yamini slept with the author and gave the same feedback to Tarun. Yamini’s feedback was rude to Tarun. She broke the relationship with Tarun as soon as she got the money from Tarun.

I was breaking my head. I educated him not to do these tricks as he lost the money. The author enjoyed both the girls for free of cost. Later, Tarun asked me to sleep with the author. I refused him and informed MIL about his work. MIL was disappointed and discussed this issue with Tarun.

Tarun got angry because of his mother’s involvement, and he shared semi-nude pictures of me with the author. He asked the author to fuck his Mom, sister and me on the same bed. Luckily, the author denied my husband’s offer and it’s a huge relief for me and MIL.

Later a week, my MIL had an attack and was hospitalized for a week. Then Tarun became busy due to office work. He started to visit the office as work from home was lifted for him. He used to be tired once he reached home.

Later, Tarun did not bring up this topic. My life became busy with motherhood and office life. Mostly, I saw positive behavior from Tarun. He started to take care of the kid. I sense his love towards me, his parents and the kid.

After a year and a half, Tarun told me that he booked a hotel in Ooty for the holidays. I was happy as his behaviour had changed over the years. Tarun did some shopping for me. He bought some good, sexy nightgowns, bras and cosmetics for me. I was surprised, and I got sexual feelings for him.

The day has arrived and we reached Chennai late at night. He booked a good beach resort, but we slept as soon as we checked in due to tiredness. The next day, we woke up early, and the resort had a good ambience with a private beach. Tarun took me to the beach, and he made me wet on the beach.

My night dress was wet, and my private parts were seen over the dress. Luckily, it’s a weekday, and no one is around in the beach resort. We went back to the room and had a shower. I was horny as I was in water for an hour.

Tarun asked me to wear a single-piece dress without a bra. I wore it as we were not going outside. We had our breakfast in the restaurant, and we walked hand in hand around the resort.

We reached the room, and he unpacked the condom packet box. It has more than 10 condoms with different flavours, and he hugged me from behind. I wanted Tarun to fuck me immediately. I placed his hand on my thighs, and suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

I was disappointed and hubby opened the door and hugged the person. I was in a single piece, and immediately, I covered my chest with a towel. It was an embarrassing moment for me as condoms, and my bras were on the bed. My legs were exposed.

He saw my cleavage before I put the towel around my neck. Then Tarun says
“My lovely wife, he is Madhan, and he will fuck you so kindly cooperate.” Tarun said to Madhan, “Bro, fuck her hard, and I want to see love bites all over the place. She is your slut.”

I was shocked, and literally, my mind stopped working at that moment. Tarun took my kid and closed the door. Madhan removed the towel from my body. He was staring at my body with lustful eyes, and I was emotionally broken. He put his hand around my waist.

He kissed my forehead and then cheeks and chin and touched my lips. I got conscious when his lips touched my lips. I understand Tarun cheated me with his emotional behaviour. But I decided to defend not to have sex with Madhan.

But I was late to respond to Madhan. He pushed his tongue inside my lips and was making me wet. I was cooperating with him with a French kiss. Our lips were touched, and our tongues were in contact with each other.

It was not about the kiss at that moment. He pulled me towards his chest and hugged me tightly. In return, I was hugging him and not breaking the kiss. My hands were moving around his back. I started supporting Madhan without my knowledge. I was not sure what was happening to me.

He broke the kiss and moved to my neck. He was sucking and biting my neck like a vampire. I was hugging him and allowing him to leave marks on my neck. I was not sure what was happening to me. I was losing my resistance and surrendering my body to him.

Slowly, I loved his energy, and his kisses were making me horny. I was hugging him tightly. He was kissing and biting my neck. I was favouring Madhan without any reason. He unzipped my dress and removed my single-piece dress without any trouble.

I was cooperating with him like his girlfriend. My 36b boobs were open for his service. I knew I was going in the wrong direction, but Madhan was not giving me a break to relax my mind. He tickled my brown nipple and bit it smoothly. Then he removed his tee and jeans without wasting any time.

I love his clean, shaved chest. My pussy was wet after seeing his bare chest. Then he removed his underwear, and my eyes were on his dick. My hands moved on my nipple as soon as I saw his dick. It’s a clean-shaven dick, thicker and longer than Tarun’s.

Madhan’s dick was tempting, and I was rubbing my nipples and biting my lips. He took my fingers from my nipples, and he started to rub my nipples with his fingers. I can’t control my moans once his finger touches my nipples. My nipples were erect, and I was moaning.

I got goosebumps, and my pussy was oozing badly. Without my knowledge, I held his dick in my hand and was moaning, “Aah fuck me.” He put my boob inside his mouth and started to suck my boob one after another. And I was rubbing his dick.

I love his dick, and I was moaning. He finished with my boobs and left marks on my 36b. He touched my pussy over my panty. This time, we both connected with a French Kiss. It was a wild kiss without any boundaries. We exchanged our saliva, and he bit my lips.

He cuts my lips with his teeth and makes me feel good pain. Then Madhan said.

Madhan: Can I see your pussy? (Ni puku chudana?)

I don’t like bad words, but he requested in a way I did not say no to him. I nodded my head in a shy.

Madhan: Can I kiss your pussy? (Ni puku baguntada?)

I hugged him and said, “It’s all yours, and fuck me.” (Dengava please, puku ni dengu).

Then he pushed me on the bed and held my waistband. I raised my waist, and he slowly took out my panty. I was nude and closed my eyes with shyness. He touched my pussy with his index finger and crossed my legs wider. He kissed my thigh and teased me.

I was moaning and biting my lips. He spat at my pussy, and I was desperate for sex. I was moaning loudly, but this time, I moaned badly. I was moaning like, “Madhan, ahhh, do something with my pussy, fuck it, please.” ( Puku ni dengu, modda pettu.)

I never used bad words in my life, but he was making me a Desi slut. I was very desperate, and he rolled his tongue over my pussy. Oh! Fuck! It’s enough for me. He buried his face and ate my pussy. I was rubbing his head. My legs were in the air. My moans were high when he was licking my pussy.

He then pushed his middle finger inside my pussy. It was magic for me as his middle finger touched my spot. He was giving me a different flavour of pleasure. He continued the licking for more than 10 minutes, and I never imagined it in my dreams.

Later, he complimented me that my pussy was so sweet and loved to lick more (Ni puku bagundi, inka istava.) I felt shy and said, “You make it sweet, and it’s all yours.” Then he said, “Taste my cock.” I was thinking whether to take his dick or not.

I never had Tarun’s dick inside my mouth, but the room aroma was different. I didn’t find any option to say no to his proposal. I nodded my head, and he understood that I love to give blowjob to him. He quickly moved to 69 position, and my lips and tongue touched his dick.

I was a little nervous, but he pushed his thick meat inside my mouth. At the same time, he was licking my pussy. Slowly, slowly, I started to take his dick and sucked his dick like a lollipop. On the other hand, Madhan was licking my pussy at a good pace, and I could not resist myself.

I was full of wetness and made his face wet. Finally, I stopped licking his dick and asked him for a fuck. He smiled and wore the chocolate-flavoured condom. The bedsheet is wet, and I crossed my legs wider. He spat my pussy hard and rubbed pussy with his dick.

Slowly, he started to push his dick inside the pussy. My hands were on his back, and he pushed his big dick inside my pussy. He pushed it quickly. Tarun takes more than 3 minutes to push his dick completely. Madhan did not speak anything while pushing his dick inside my pussy.

Tarun speaks all the dirty words on the earth and makes a lot of noise. Madhan was quite opposite to Tarun, and he started to thrust his dick. He was pushing in and out at a good pace. My moans became louder and louder with his thrusting speed.

Soon I heard thap thap noise, and his lower abdomen was hitting my pussy hard. That made my moan louder and louder, and he was not stopping it. I started to feel pain, and I was moaning, “Stop, stop, please.” But he didn’t show any mercy and fucked me like a monster.

He stopped thrusting after 15 minutes and left me with sweat and pain. I never had a fuck for more than 5 minutes in my life. But Madhan fucked me for more than 15 minutes, and my position was bad. I was breathing heavily, and he was cuddling me and playing with my boobs.

I was settled after 10 minutes, and by that time, his dick was erect again. I know he wants one more round from me. But I never had a second round in my life. Apart from that, I was tired and left with no energy. Madhan quickly took my boob inside his mouth and sucked it like a small baby.

I was trying to escape but I surrendered myself due to tiredness. Then he sucked my neck and cleavage and removed his condom. I became nervous once he removed the condom, and my heartbeat was very high. He quickly pushed his dick inside my mouth, and I was not expecting from him.

His dick was full of dried cum, and I was licking his dick. He was pushing my head towards his dick. His dick was reached deep inside my throat, and he cum inside my throat.

I loved his rudeness. I swallowed his cum and sucked his dick. Post that, he put on a condom and positioned me in doggy style.

It will be continued in the next part. Kindly share the feedback at [email protected].

I live in Mumbai in a nice suburb, and this story is about my Mom. Her age is 48. She works as a teacher. Her height is 5 ft, and her figure is 36-34-36. Her name is Lata.

For a very long time, I have had cuckold thoughts about my girlfriend, Neha. We had been dating since we were 18. Now both our age is 22. Due to those cuckold feelings, I started chatting with people online. I wanted to see her gangbanged.

So, while chatting with strangers, I chatted with 1 boy who said, “Brother, We are a total of 5 boys aged between 18 and 19 who are from UP Bihar. We work at a garage outside Panvel as mechanics. Hame interest hai teri gf ko chodne mein.” (We would like to fuck your gf.)

I told him, “My gf is not ready.” He told, “Don’t worry, just get her here, and we will seduce her and fuck her. It will be consensual.” I vibed with him. We exchanged contacts and started chatting in one group where those 5 boys and I were there.

One day, they saw my Mom’s pic, which I had kept on my status. They messaged me, “Bura mat mano toh ek baat puchchni thi.” (We want to ask you one thing if you don’t feel bad.) I told them, “Don’t hesitate, go ahead.” They asked if they could try it on my Mom first.

They liked her, and she seemed sexy to them. I told them to give me some time to think. After a while, I replied, “I don’t mind, but she isn’t that open and easy to seduce.”

They told me not to worry. They would work out a plan. After some time, they called me and asked about her likes, dislikes, profession, etc. They came up with a plan and asked me to work on it on a Friday. So Friday arrived.

According to the plan, once Mom came home from school, I told her, “Mere kuch dost hai jinke chote bhai hai. Unko aapki help chahiye padhai mein. Kya hum unke ghar jaakar unki help kar sakte hai?” (Some of my friend’s younger brothers need your help to study. Can we go to their place and help them?)

Mom said, “Unko hi bula le apne ghar mein. Yahan padha lungi unhe” (Call them at our home. I will teach them here.) I told her, “Woh bichare travel nahi kar sakte aur sab Bihari hai. Aapko pata hai na Dad kaise react karenge.”

(They won’t be able to travel. Also, they are Bihari, so Dad might not like it if they come home)

Mom said, “Fir rehne de na, mujhe bhi nahi jana.” (Leave then. Even I don’t want to go.) She rejected this idea. I tried to convince her a lot, but she didn’t listen. So I messaged these boys that we wouldn’t be able to come. The plan didn’t work.

These boys then replied to me, “Create some fight-like situation between Mom and Dad so that she leaves home to go to Nani’s house. Once she is out, ask if she would like to come to our place to help. There is a high chance that she will rebel and like to go against Dad’s likes interest.”

I told them I would try to figure something out. After some time, I ignited a small fight between Mom and Dad. It led them to have a huge argument, after which, around 6 pm, my Mom told me, “Chal, mujhe Nani ke ghar le chal, mujhe yahan nahi rukna aaj.”

(Please take me to your grandma’s place. I don’t want to stay here.)

After a while, when she was getting ready, I nudged her, “Agar jaa hi rahe hai toh chalo na un ladko ki help bhi karke aate hai.” (If we are stepping out, let’s go and help those boys as well.) Mom was hesitant but said, “Okay, let’s be quick about it.”

I happily messaged those boys that the plan worked, and we were on our way to their place. They gave me a thumbs up and me and Mom reached their place around 8 pm. I stopped my bike in front of a garage and asked Mom to get down.

Mom saw the place. It was a closed garage-type shop beside a highway. She asked, “Where are we going?” I told her, “Don’t worry, we all used to come to study here only sometimes.” I called one boy and told them we had reached. After a while, one boy opened the shutter from inside and asked us to come in.

I took Mom’s hand, and we both walked in. The boy closed the door behind us and escorted us inside. Where we entered was a proper garage, with one car parked inside. There were tools here and there. This room just had one small bulb providing enough light to see the floor.

On our left side, to the back of this room, was a door that opened to a horizontal layout storeroom. It had a window from this very dark room to the next room. Some 4 feet away from the window on its right was another door. It opened to a room where these boys were waiting.

By the time we entered this room, Mom was suspicious. But once we entered, she saw that 4 boys were sitting with books open on two mattresses below the window. She felt relieved a little. But this room was still dingy. It just had one zero yellow colour bulb, lighting the whole room and had no ventilation.

As soon as Mom and I entered, the boys sitting down got up and greeted us. They thanked her for coming and helping them. Mom started to wipe the face sweat with her saree pallu and asked them, “Koi aur achi jagah nahi hai jahan hum padh sakte hai?” (There is no other place to study?)

The boys told her, “Nahi aunty, hamara sabka Ghar hai piche side. Par ghar ke bache masti karte hai aur hame padhne nahi dete. Toh hum sab yahan aake padh lete hai” (No aunty, we have our homes nearby. But the kids of the house don’t let us study, so we come to study here)

Mom looked at me. I said, “Haan yehi hai reality, koi aur jagah nahi hai padhne.” (There was no other place)

Then, the boy who had welcomed us also sat down on the mattress. It was so dirty that it smelled a little. Mom asked them do they had a bathroom or a washroom. Another boy got up and escorted us the the end of this room, which had a doorway for the kitchen.

On the right was a rotten door that opened to the bathroom. Mom peeked inside after switching on the light and almost puked. She screamed that it was very smelly, she wouldn’t go inside. I, however went inside as I wanted to use it. I entered the bathroom and switched on the light, which was a dull red colour.

I proceeded towards the commode. There was a big blue water drum in between. There was a door to the commode, and yes, it did smell bad. I, however, used it and came out. I saw Mom had already sat between the boys to teach them, and they were pretending to learn.

One boy, who had talked to me, came towards me saying, “Haan Bhai aapko Pani chahiye na, ruko woh kitchen mein hi hai.” (Brother, if you want water to drink, it’s in the kitchen. I will give you.) He acted this to have a chance to talk to me.

He took me inside the kitchen and asked, “Bhai sach mein teri maa hai kya? Koi mast item lag rahi hai.” (Is she really your Mom? She seems like a hot babe.) I told him, “Haan, sach mein hai.” (Yes, she is really my Mom.)

He told me, “Theek hai ab tu chale jaa, hum isko seduce karke chod lenge.” (Okay, you go now, we will seduce her and fuck her.) I told him that even I wanted to see the action.

He said, “Arey woh tere samne thodi na ready hogi, hame uske saath akela time chahiye.” (She will not be ready in front of you. We need alone time with her) But I didn’t listen to him and told him that I wanted to see her getting fucked by my eyes.

He told me, “Acha kuch bahane se thode time ke liye chale jaa, badme bahar ke room ki khidki se dekh lena. Tujhe group pe batayenge kab ana hai aur kaha rukna hai.” (Okay, make some excuse and go out. Then, after we inform the group, you can come in and watch from the window.)

I agreed. Then we both went outside. I sat in a chair for some time, and I told Mom, “Mein bahar jaake ata hu. Mera ek dost yahin rehta hai aur mujhe gadi mein petrol bhi bharwana hai.” (I will go out to meet a friend and also fill petrol in my bike.)

Mom didn’t allow me to go. I told her, “Agar badme petrol nahi mila aur gadi ruk gayi toh kahin phans jayenge. Aap padhao inko main aaunga 20 minutes mein.” (If we don’t get petrol later, we will be stranded. You teach them, I will be back in 20 minutes.)

She again hesitantly agreed. I left her there and went outside and took my bike to a nearby dhaba. I sat and waited for their messages to come to the group. I messaged the group at around 9 pm and again after 40 minutes or so, but there was no reply.

I was scared but somehow knew they wouldn’t force her. Then, around 10, they replied to the group with a short video of my Mom. Written below the video was, “Hamne kaam chalu kiya hai.” (We have started our work to seduce her.) In the video, I saw Mom sitting, but her saree’s pallu had clearly fallen.

She was engrossed in teaching, which means she was sitting with her blouse exposed to the boys. I asked them how it was done, and they didn’t give the exact answer. But said they flirted, seduced her, complimented her and melted her. I said okay, and then I was assured that she was safe.

Around an hour later of this video, around 11 pm, they cleverly gave me a video call. I saw Mom had gotten up and was removing her saree from her waist. These boys were whistling and cheering her. She removed her saree completely and kept it aside.

She came and sat between the boys again in her blouse and petticoat. She was very sweaty and her mangalsutra was glistening in the darkness along with her skin a little. And then the video ended.

After the video ended, I messaged the group, “Please koi jabardasti mat karna.” (Please don’t force her.) They reverted she is doing by her own will. Then, around 11.30 pm, I received another video call. The camera was showing the view from the floor and faced a little up.

In this call, I saw Mom standing in the kitchen with a ‘lota’ in both her hands. She was drinking water. One boy was standing behind her, and he seemed to be just in his underwear. He was rubbing her belly and navel region and giving light kisses on her back on neck.

He very briefly then cupped her boobs on her blouse. My Mom’s reaction was to remove his hand. But in the meanwhile, she ended up dropping the ‘lota’ on her body and wetting the blouse along with her petticoat with water.

One boy shouted, “Arey kya hua?” (What happened?) This boy behind my Mom replied, “Arey kuch nahi, uske ball pakde toh pani ka lota gira di apne pe.” (Arey, nothing, I just touched her boobs, and she spilt water on herself.) Then this boy got up and ran towards the kitchen. He was in his underwear.

He told Mom, “Aunty, ab tera blouse bhi gila hai aur petticoat bhi, ho sake toh utarde dono ko.” (Aunty, your blouse and petticoat are both wet. If you can, please remove them.)

My Mom replied, “Arey aise kaise utar du? Tumhare samne aise nahi aa sakti.” (How can I remove them in front of you guys? I can’t come out like this.)

The boy behind her replied, “Arey aunty ab aur bacha hi kya hai dekhne, itni toh nangi ho gayi hai, chal blouse chod petticoat pura gila ho gaya hai utar de na.” (Arey, aunty, what’s left to see. You are almost naked. Leave your blouse and at least remove your wet petticoat.)

Mom was hesitant to remove it. The boy behind pressurised her a little, and she gave in. The boy told his friend, “Aslam chal khol de iska petticoat.” (Aslam, open her petticoat.) He fingerlocked Mom’s hand from behind and raised them to give Aslam access to Mom’s petticoat.

As Aslam approached, Mom closed her eyes shut. Aslam then bent down, put his hands on the petticoat, pulled its string out and loosened it. The petticoat fell, and he collected it. For a minute, he rubbed Mom’s stomach.

He said, “Kya re itni garmi hai tereme ? Itna pasina ? Koi nahi aaj saari garmi utar jayegi.” (Aunty, there is so much heat in your body. You are so sweaty. Don’t worry. We will take it all out today.) Then, the boy behind left her hands.

Aslam caught her left hand with his right, and the boy behind grabbed her right hand with his left hand. They all walked towards the bed. As soon as they walked out of the kitchen towards the room, the other 3 boys cheered, seeing Mom in panty and blouse only.

Some shouted, “Arey aunty kya sexy lag rahi hai.” (Aunty, you are looking so sexy) and then the video call ended in a while.

I also had become horny by watching all this. But I didn’t have any place to go to. Hence, I had to wait, and after again 15 to 20 minutes, I received another video call. That was the sexiest, hottest call to date I received. After I picked it up, I was shown my Mom, from top to bottom.

My Sanskari Mom was lying on her back, her head tilted to one side. One naked boy’s dick was inside her mouth, and the other boy on the other side was tapping his dick on her cheeks, on her nose. The camera then went below, showing her mangalsutra, which had accumulated near her neck.

Below that started her cleavage, and below her cleavage were her boobs. Her blouse was opened, and her bra was pulled down. Her boobs were taken out of her bra in that way. Two horny young boys were biting and sucking and chewing her big brown nipples.

And her hands were holding these boys’ dicks on either side. Her underboobs were completely sweaty, and the camera went down towards her belly. It was being rubbed by the boys sucking her boobs, who were also fingering her sweat-filled navel.

Now, the camera went south, which showed the start of her underwear. It was taken to one side, and her hairy pussy was being licked by the boy taking the video. He showed how he was in detail, licking her pussy, with her legs wide open.

This went on for more than 10 seconds, after which the video call got disconnected.

The very next second was a message on the group addressing me, “Bhai aaja andar ab aur storeroom ke khidki mein khade ho jaa, tu aane ke baad aunty ko pelna chalu karenge.” (Brother come inside and stand near the storeroom window and watch, we will start fucking her once you are here.)

I rushed to the garage after reading this message and replying okay on the group.

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Pichli kahani mein aapne padha kaise Banita ke sath chudai hui, jo ki Banita ka hi plan tha. Us din ke baad wo apne ghar chali gayi. Kuch din baad Akash wapas aa gaya, aur hafte baad Banita bhi wapas aa gayi. Fir jab bhi hum 3 log ek sath hote the, Banita wicked si smile deti thi mujhe. Akash ko obviously kuch pata nahi tha.

Beech-beech mein un dono ka love exhibition chaalu tha. Akash ki absence mein hum dono 3-4 baar sex kar chuke the. Banita dikhne mein jitni hot thi, utni hi badi chudakkad thi. Usko sex ka nasha tha. Aise hi kuch hafton ke baad ek din hum sex kar rahe the. To Banita ne kaha-

Banita: Raj, let’s plan a threesome.

Main chaunk gaya.

Maine kaha: Pagal ho gayi hai kya? Kiske sath karna hai?

Banita: Akash, tum aur main. Tum dono meri chudai karte hi ho alag se. Bas ek sath karni hai. Maza aayega, mere liye do lund honge.

Maine bola: Akash ko pata hai ki tu mere se chud chuki hai?

To usne bola: Nahi pata hai abhi tak. But main use koi plan karke fassa loongi, jaise darwaza khula rakh ke tumhe fasaya tha.

Ye sun ke maine bola: Saali maine kabhi socha nahi tha ki tu aisi niklegi.

Aur ye bol ke hum dono chudai karne mein lage rahe. Kuch din baad main ek din jaldi office se aa gaya. Fir jaise hi maine main door open kiya, meri aankhen khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Kyunki saamne hall mein Akash aur Banita sex kar rahe the. Akash Banita ko doggy position mein chod raha tha, aur Banita ke boobs pendulum ki tarah jhool rahe the.

Jis khoobsurat badan ko khaa jaane ki iccha hamesha rehti ho, wo suddenly aapke saamne aisi avastha mein mile, to muh mein paani aana natural hai. Suddenly mujhe khayaal aaya ki ye pakka Banita ka koi plan hoga threesome initiate karne ke liye.

Mujhe dekhte hi dono shock ho gaye. Par mujhe pata tha Banita acting kar rahi thi. Kyunki andar se usko maza aa raha hoga ki hum dono ke saamne wo officially nangi khadi thi. Dono hadbadi mein apne room mein bhaag gaye aur main apne room mein chala gaya.

Doosre din subha jab main utha, to Akash kuch kaam se apne ghar jaa chuka tha ek din ke liye. Banita ek tight shorts aur ek chhota sa crop top pehan ke room se baahar aayi, aur muskurate hue poochi –

Banita: Kal kaisa laga?

Maine bola: Mann kar raha tha ki usi time tum par chadh ke shuru ho jau.

Banita boli: Thoda ruk jaa beta. Bahut jaldi dono ko ek sath chadhne ka mauka milne wala hai.

Maine poocha: Kal room mein jab tum log gaye, to kya hua? Akash ne kya bola?

She said: Wo thoda shock tha. Par hamne chudai continue kari, aur maine beech mein bola ki kyun na Raj ko bhi bole to join us. Akash thoda gussa ho gaya, par thodi der baad maan bhi gaya ki yaar life mein maze to karne chahiye.

Ye sab sun ke mujhe bhi alag sa excitement ho raha tha, ki first time threesome karne ko milega. Doosre din Akash wapas aa gaya, aur wo mujhe jaise avoid kar raha tha. Nazrein chura raha tha. Hum khaana khaa liye. Uske baad wo dono apne kamre mein chale gaye. 5 minute baad mere door pe knock hua to maine dekha Akash nanga khada tha.

I said: Bro, Banita us kamre mein hai. Tu yahan aise kya kar raha hai?

To my surprise, wo bade aaram se bola: Saale toone sab kuch dekh hi liya hai. So aaja mil ke maza karte hai.

Maine bola: Pagal hai kya? Nahi.

Par mere mann mein main khush ho raha tha ki Banita ka threesome ka plan kaam kar raha tha. Fir maine apne kapde utaar diye aur nanga hoke doosre kamre mein chala gaya, jahan pe Banita bed pe nangi baithi thi. Hum dono ko ek sath nanga dekh ke uski aankhon mein chamak chaa gayi.

Banita sexy chaal deke aage aayi, aur ghutno par gir ke dono ke lund choosne lagi baari-baari. Threesome ke baare mein soch ke jitna exciting lagta hai, usse kahin zyada real mein maza aata hai. Fir maine Banita ko doggy bana ke uski chut mein apna lund daal diya ek hi jhatke mein, aur uski gaand ko thappad lagane laga. Akash saamne ki taraf tha, aur usne apna lund Banita ke muh mein daal diya.

Aise hi kuch der baad hamne position change ki. Banita paaglon ki tarah chud rahi thi. She was enjoying every single second of it. Fir Banita ko lita ke hum dono uske ek-ek boob ko choosne lage, masalne lage. Wo cheekh rahi thi, par maza bahut aa raha tha.

Sath mein hum dono ne Banita ko ungli karna chaalu kiya, to uski aankhen khuli reh gayi. Wo pagal ho rahi thi, aur muh se siskiyan nikaal rahi thi. Thodi der baad wo jhad gayi. Tab tak wo thak chuki thi, par hum dono full energy mein the.

Fir hamne ek-ek karke usko chodna shuru kiya, aur doosra door baith ke enjoy kar raha tha. Beech-beech mein Banita ke muh mein aur chut mein dono lund hote the.

Hum aise ghanto tak masti karte rahe. Fir finally jab hamari jhadne ki baari aayi, Banita ne lund muh mein dene ko bola, aur ek-ek karke dono ka saara cum swallow kar gayi.

Maine Banita ko bola: Saali randi jaise kyun behave kar rahi hai?

To usne bola: Mujhe tum dono ke saamne randi ban ke rehna hai, aur khoob saari chudai karni hai. Please aise hi mujhe khush karte rehna.

Ye sun ke hum dono hasne lage aur fir main apne kamre mein chala gaya. Agle ek hafte mein hamne chaar baar threesome try kiya, aur har baar hame ek alag hi level ka satisfaction milta tha.

Agli kahani mein bataunga kaise Banita apne ek office ki bandi ko ghar leke aayi aur maine unke sath threesome kiya.

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Let Shahina narrate this part of the story.

The room was smelly. Rehan did not have any family here. He lived with his uncle, who was a tourist driver. Most of the time, he was away from home. Maryam had been in this room many times before.

Through her, he had approached me. This was the fifth time I was in his dirty bed, lying all naked with his dick inside my pussy. I had a 34b boobs even at the age of 19. He had my one leg on his shoulder. I could feel the pain in my hip joint as he pushed himself deep inside me. But pleasure overtook the pain.

“Finish fast,” I told him, balancing my voice against his strokes. “Why?” He continued fucking me. “What, why? You want me for a full afternoon just in 2k?” I did not want him to finish so early.

“You want more money? Slut!” he said and put his lips on mine while fucking me in my pussy. “Yes. Why not?” I said as soon as he left my lips free. He slowed down and put my legs off his shoulder. It felt so relaxing to me. I stretched my legs while he still had his cock in my pussy, but he wasn’t fucking.

“What happened?” I looked him in the eye and asked, “Are you done?” He said. “Will you work as a waitress in the events? I have some contacts there. They were asking about good-looking girls to serve the guests at the events and parties. You can earn 2k per event for maybe 3 to 4 hours of work.”

He was slowly moving in and out of my pussy. I asked him a few more questions about it. But finally told him that I could not go for it alone unless my sister agreed to it. He gave me a few good final strokes and withdrew his cock from my pussy to cum on my belly.

“Okay. I’ll try to talk to your sister,” he said. I wore my clothes and came out of that room and instantly forgot about the conversation we had.

A few days later.

I had closed my eyes, trying to sleep and thinking about some random stuff. My sister’s phone beeped. She got up, adjusted her hair, and walked out of the house. We all slept together as if it was a house with a single room if one can call it a room.

After a while, I came out of the house too and went behind our house. I saw my sister walking with some other girl. It was dark, but I still sensed that she was Maryam. I waited for some time till the girls had crossed the ground and entered into the bush. Rehan had told me earlier that he often uses Maryam in the bush.

I walked into the bushes and hid behind a large tree at some distance. But I could see them clearly and hear them as well. There were no talks. 3 naked guys and 2 naked girls, and one of them was my sister. I looked closely and couldn’t believe my eyes. One of them was Rehan.

Suddenly, I recalled what he had told me when I was with him last time. I saw the whole thing, how all the 3 guys fucked my sister in half bend position against the tree. All she did was try to bury her voice somehow, but each slap against her ass was clear.

I walked back calmly before they could finish. But as I approached my door, I saw Maryam’s brother standing at his door. My gaze met with his for a moment and I tried to get inside the house. Before I could do that, he rushed towards me and held me by my wrist.

He whispered in my ears, “Don’t tell anyone.”

“I know. I won’t. My sister is there too. Leave me, please, and let me go,” I whispered back to him. He then released me. I entered my house and lay in my space. A few minutes later, my sister entered the house and lay beside me in her usual space.

The next day, I called Rehan. But he said he was not around and asked me to meet him tomorrow afternoon in his room. The next day in the afternoon, I went to his room. As soon as I went inside, he grabbed me and started sucking my lips while pressing both my breasts.

He thought that I had come to get fucked by him. I freed myself from him and said, “You motherfucker, you fucked my sister too. What do you want, after all?”

Then he said, “You will not come without your sister. You said so. Both of you are very beautiful, and both of you have no objection to becoming whores. Agree for the next week.”

I said, “All that is fine. I am ready to warm the bed of any man, but did you talk to my sister about this?” He said that he has not talked directly to Saima yet.

Then I said, “I had spoken to her about it the night you fucked her. Now you talk to her face to face. She is about to leave for the market. You call her and call her here.” Rehan said, “Let’s go to the terrace, and we will call from there.”

When my sister came to the terrace, Rehan gave her 2000 rupees. He said that this money was the commission of that night which he had taken from those two boys for fucking her and Maryam.

Before my sister could say anything, Rehan started kissing her on her lips. My sister freed herself and said in irritation, “You bastard, have you become my pimp? I came that day only for one night because I needed money. I am not a whore.”

Rehan said, “You may need money again. You will become a whore for one night again. Both you and your sister will earn a lot of money, and I will also earn commission.” My sister said, “There is a lot of infamy in this. Our name will be tarnished in the locality.”

Rehan said, “Do you both want to live in this locality forever? This locality is infamous anyway. All the girls here and your mother are also included in this. Think calmly. There is no harm in this, and when you don’t feel like it, don’t do it.” There was silence for a while, and no one said anything.

Rehaan broke the silence and said, “Come to my room, both of you.” Rehan had already messaged someone. My sister and I followed him to his room. Two boys were already present there. Rehan took three thousand rupees from both of them and locked the door.

These two boys were the same ones who had come to fuck Maryam and my sister in the bushes that night. I was wearing a red salwar and a white shirt with a red dupatta. My sister was wearing a white salwar and shirt with a white dupatta. One of those boys went to my sister, and the other came to me.

I opened the knot of my salwar myself and removed my shirt, too. Now, I was standing only in a cream-coloured bra and panties. My sister was hesitating a bit. But that boy opened the knot of her salwar and removed her shirt, too. She raised both her hands and got her shirt removed.

Now she too was standing in a bra and panties but of black colour. Rehan was sitting on a chair on one side and watching everything. Both the boys also got naked one by one, and then that boy removed my sister’s bra and panties. Now, she was completely naked.

Then the other boy made me completely naked, too. Then that boy started rubbing my sister’s pussy with one hand and pressed her breasts with the other hand. He pushed her against the wall. The other boy also pushed me next to my sister in the same way.

My naked sister looked at me and said, “If this is what you want to do, then it is okay. This is fine.”

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Dear readers, I hope you’ve been well! After a long break filled with work and personal challenges, I’m thrilled to return with a new romantic tale. I can’t wait to share it with you.

Let’s dive back into the world of love together!

On a rainy evening in Bangalore, the bustling streets are filled with people rushing to their destinations. I am on my way to a major tech conference, preoccupied with my presentation and the looming deadlines at work. I keep checking my watch repeatedly, feeling the pressure of being late.

My concentration on my phone caused me to lose sight of my surroundings. I was navigating a congested sidewalk. Meanwhile, an energetic girl is moving in the other direction. She’s looking at her phone for directions while attempting to balance her portfolio and a large coffee.

She had a warm, light skin that highlighted her striking features. Her long, straight black hair fell to her waist, framing her face perfectly. At about 5’6″, she had a tall, graceful figure that turned heads wherever she went, exuding a natural confidence.

In an instant, our paths cross. We both freeze for a second, shocked by the unexpected chaos as the coffee spills spectacularly across the sidewalk. The atmosphere is oddly lively as the rich scent of coffee blends with the rain-soaked air.

For a brief moment, I was furious. But then I saw her adorable, naive face with puppy eyes. I started laughing at how ridiculous the whole thing was. She was the first to break the silence, a playful grin spreading across her face.

Girl: Well, I always wanted to leave my mark on the world. Guess I just did it on your shirt!

She laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief and offered me a napkin to clean myself. I, still flustered, wiped the coffee off my shirt with a napkin provided by the girl.

Me: Great. Just what I needed before my big presentation—an artistic coffee stain to go with my tech talk!

I chuckled, shaking my head and feeling the tension dissolve.

Me: I’m really sorry about that. I should’ve been paying attention.

Girl: No harm done! (her tone light and inviting)

Girl: Besides, now I can say I’ve created a unique piece of art! What do you think—‘Coffee Chaos’?

She gestured dramatically as if unveiling a masterpiece, causing me to laugh again. As we begin to clean up the mess, our hands brush against each other while reaching for the fallen cup. The brief contact sends a surprising jolt of energy between us, and both pull back slightly, blushing.

Me: Let me help you with that.

Quickly picked up the scattered napkins and coffee cup.

Me: So, what’s your story? You seem too vibrant to be just another coffee drinker in this city.

The girl, pleased by my interest, leans against a nearby wall.

Girl: I’m Maya, a graphic designer, actually. I just finished setting up for my exhibition opening tonight. What about you? You look like you belong in a tech lab somewhere, surrounded by computers and… well, coffee spills.

Me: Guilty as charged! (with a grin) I’m a software engineer. I spend most of my days in front of a screen, coding away, trying to meet deadlines. It can get pretty monotonous, to be honest.

Maya nods, her curiosity piqued.

Maya: That sounds intense! Do you ever get to step outside your digital world?

I think for a moment, the reality of my routine hitting me.

Me: Not often enough, I guess. But I do enjoy exploring the city—when I have time. It’s just… Well, work tends to take over.

Maya: Life’s too short for just work.

Maya says, her voice softening.

Maya: You have to find a balance. I mean, look at this mess! Sometimes, the best moments come from chaos.

She gestures to the coffee spill as if it were an art installation.

Me: True, (admits, feeling more relaxed). Maybe I need to learn a thing or two about embracing chaos from you, the artist.

Maya laughs, her eyes twinkling.

Maya: And maybe I need to learn a bit about coding! We could swap skills—coffee chaos for coding clarity!

As the conversation flowed, we discovered shared interests in art, technology, and the vibrancy of Bangalore. The initial awkwardness faded, replaced by genuine interest and camaraderie.

Me: Hey, I’d love to see your exhibition if I can make it tonight.

I said, feeling a spark of enthusiasm.

Me: Maybe you can teach me about graphic design.

Maya’s smile brightens.

Maya: And you can explain to me what all those lines of code mean! Deal?

Me: Deal! (pulling out his phone) Let’s exchange numbers.

We swap contact information, fingers lingering for a moment longer than necessary. As we say our goodbyes, I can’t help but feel a flutter of excitement. I watched Maya walk away, her vibrant energy cutting through the dullness of the rainy evening, leaving me intrigued and eager for our next encounter.

Maya: See you soon, Coffee Chaos!

She called back, turning to flash me a grin.

Me: See you, Artistic Touch!

I replied, feeling a warmth in my chest as I smiled at her retreating figure.

After our chance encounter, I found myself thinking about Maya more than I anticipated. The chaotic spill of coffee had turned into an unexpected highlight of my routine.

At work, amidst coding marathons and deadlines, I often replayed our conversation in my mind, smiling at her playful banter. A few days after our meeting, I hesitated before sending Maya a text. I finally mustered the courage to type.

Me: Hey, it’s Arjun—the coffee casualty! Hope you survived the exhibition!

Maya’s response came quickly, filled with warmth.

Maya: Hey! It’s great to hear from you! I survived, thanks to a quick change of clothes! How’s your shirt holding up?

We then texted continuously for nearly an hour. Our text exchanges became a delightful routine. I found myself looking forward to Maya’s messages. We would often share snippets of our daily lives, with me sending tech memes and Maya replying with quirky design ideas.

Maya encouraged me to share more about my world.

Maya: So, what’s the most interesting project you’re working on?

She texted one evening. I, feeling more at ease, replied with enthusiasm about a new app I was developing, adding a bit of humour to make it engaging.

Our texts often turned into late-night calls, where we’d delve deeper into our passions. I discovered that Maya had a knack for storytelling, recounting her experiences at art shows and her adventures in design.

Maya: You won’t believe the chaos at my last exhibition!

She laughed. I listened intently, captivated by her energy and creativity. Our conversations flowed naturally, and with each call, I felt a stronger connection. We would often end our chats with a promise to meet soon.

“Let’s grab dinner sometime!” Maya would tease, and I would eagerly agree despite feeling slightly nervous about the idea.

A few weeks later, after a series of playful texts and engaging calls, Maya suggested a dinner date.

Maya: How about we grab dinner at that new place in Indiranagar? I hear they have amazing food!

She proposed, her excitement palpable through the screen.

My heart raced at the thought. “Sounds great! I’d love to. What time?”

Maya: Let’s say 7 PM? I’ll be the one trying to find the best lighting for my food pics. (Laughingly)

On the evening of the date, I arrived at the restaurant early, nervously checking my reflection in the glass doors. I adjusted my collar and took a deep breath, reminding myself that this was just dinner with a friend—or so I hoped.

When Maya walked in, wearing a vibrant red one-piece dress that reflected her lively personality, my nerves melted away. The butterflies in my stomach exploded, and a sweet golden warmth filled my veins.

Maya: Hey, handsome! Looking sharp!

Maya greeted, her smile lighting up the room.

Me: Thanks! You look amazing!

I replied, feeling a rush of warmth at her compliment.

We were seated at a cosy table adorned with flickering candles. As we browsed the menu, Maya began to share stories about her design projects, her enthusiasm making each tale more captivating than the last.

I listened intently, occasionally interjecting with my own experiences, making her laugh with my witty remarks. As the evening wore on, the conversation flowed effortlessly between us.

We shared stories about our childhoods, our favourite movies, and our dreams for the future. I felt a sense of ease I hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Me: I love how passionate you are about your work, Maya.

I said, genuinely impressed.

Me: You really bring a unique perspective to everything.

Maya: Thank you! And I admire your dedication to tech. It’s impressive how you can create something from scratch.

She replied, her gaze warm and sincere.

When our meals arrived, Maya playfully posed her dish for a picture, drawing a laugh from me.

Maya: See? This is what I meant by the best lighting!

She teased, and I found myself drawn to her spontaneity.

As we finished our meals, we lingered over dessert, savouring the moment.

Me: I’m really glad we did this.

I said, my heart pounding a bit.

Me: It feels like we’ve known each other much longer.

Maya: Me too! It’s like we balance each other out—tech meets art.

Maya said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

When the check arrived, I insisted on treating her.

Me: Consider it a thank-you for introducing me to this amazing place.

I said with a smile. Maya grinned, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Maya: Alright, but next time, it’s on me!

As we stepped out into the cool night, I felt a warm sense of connection. We walked side by side, discussing our plans for the week. Our hands touched as we were walking on the pavement. Added a romantic touch, and once we had walked a distance and felt at ease with one another.

She rested her head on my shoulder as we walked, softly grabbing one other’s palms and locking them between our fingers. For a while, we enjoyed the warmth of one other’s bodies without speaking. As we walked there like a couple, she let go of my wrist and took hold of my biceps as if to hug them.

It was a road next to a park, and the beautiful moment was enhanced by the soft lights that fell between the trees. By that point, it was also beginning to shower. We walked for a while before settling down on a park seat beneath a tree. It was rather darker than the surrounding area.

Maya put her hands on my shoulder as we sat down, and I put mine across her waist. We kept up our flirtatious chats and now began to like one another romantically. As time went on, our hands began to grip one another more tightly, and the distance between us reduced.

We gazed into each other’s eyes after a while of conversation, during which our remarks caused each other to flush. Her desire and romantic feelings—which may also be lust—were evident in her eyes.

It was about ten o’clock at night, and despite no one was around. We hastily glanced around to make sure no one was observing us.

And so, the first chapter of this story draws to a close. The moments of uncertainty, the stolen glances, and the quiet longing… all have led us to this point. But this is only the beginning.

Thank you for walking alongside me in this journey of emotions and discoveries. I hope you’ve found something to hold onto, a feeling or a connection that resonates deep within.

Your thoughts and feedback mean everything, and I can’t wait to share more of this story with you. There’s so much more to come, and I hope you’ll join me for the next part.

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Rahul.

This is the third part of my sex story. In the previous 2 parts, I had sex with my Mom.

It was about a week, and I was having sex with my Mom, and I planned something special for us. As there was little relaxation during the lockdown, I went to the market to get the stuff according to my plan.

When I came back, I asked my Mom to spend some time on the terrace and not come down until I called her and was ready for a surprise. I decorated her room with balloons and flowers. I made heart shapes with flowers on the ground and bed.

I also put some dim lighting and a speaker with some romantic music. I also put some candles in the room. I set up a table with candlelight, some snacks, and wine.

It was about 6 pm. I went to the terrace and came back. We both had a shower in my room before going to her bedroom.

Me – Do you like it?

Mom – It is amazing, dear, the room is looking so beautiful.

Me – Come here, my love, let’s have a drink.

Mom – Sure, love.

After that, we both had a drink and some snacks, then we both started kissing. We kissed for almost 20 minutes, and I even spanked her ass while kissing. Then I kissed her neck and cheeks, then she sat on the ground and started sucking my dick.

She was sucking my dick like a lollipop, she sucked my dick for 20 minutes. I pushed her on the bed and started licking her pussy  got some melted chocolate which I put on her pussy and licked it for 20 minutes. Then we kissed again for a few minutes.

Then I inserted my dick in her pussy and started fucking her. I was fucking her in a missionary position. She was moaning loud and begging me to fuck her. I was kissing her and pressing her boobs alone with fucking. Then, I fucked her in a doggy position for 20 minutes and released my cum inside her pussy.

Now, we changed position to 69 position, and I was licking her pussy, and she was sucking my dick. She also got her orgasm while I was licking her pussy. I have again started fucking her in missionary position, then flatiron and cowgirl position.

I fucked her for 20 minutes in the second round, and this time, she drank my cum. She even pissed when I was fucking her, I drank some of her piss. For the third round, I fucked her ass in a flatiron and doggy position for 15 minutes. While I was fucking her ass, she was moaning really loud.

She was continuously saying, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck your Mom.” I released my cum in her mouth, and she drank every drop of it. After that, she drank my piss. Later, we had some snacks and had some drinks before going to sleep.

The next day, my sister came back from her hostel in the evening. After having dinner, me and Mom went to her room, and she went to her room. It was midnight, I was fucking my Mom in cowgirl position, and she was moaning.

Suddenly, I saw my sister watching us. Mom was not able to see her as her back was on the door side. I asked my sister to come in and join us. My Mom was shocked, but she came inside. I fucked Mom for 20 minutes and released my cum inside her pussy.

Me – Should we let her join us?

Mom – Why not? Now she knows everything, so if she wants, she can have sex.

Me – Come here and suck my dick.

My sister started sucking my dick. My Mom was watching her. She was doing it really well, as it was her first time only. I put my dick on her pussy top. She was a virgin. I made a hard push, and my dick top was inside her pussy. Then I made 3-4 pushes, and she shouted really loud.

Mom – Don’t worry, this pain is temporary.

Me – Yes, wait, I am going to fuck you now.

I took out my dick which was covered with blood, and blood was coming from her pussy too. After a few minutes, I started fucking her, she was moaning really loud, but she was also enjoying a lot. I fucked her tight pussy for half an hour and later made her drink my cum. She was really tired and went to sleep.

But I was still hard, so I fucked my Mom’s ass for another round, and then we went to sleep. I was really happy that not only I fucked my sister but also took her virginity. It was time to fuck her ass now.

The next morning, my sister was still sleeping, and I decided to fuck her ass. I applied some oil on her ass and my dick. I made a push, and my dick top was inside her. She woke up in pain, but I made another push and started fucking her ass.

I fucked her tight ass for 15 minutes and released my cum inside her ass. Now I have 2 girls to fuck, but not for too long. I fucked my Mom and sister for another 3 weeks until my dad came back. After that, it was not possible for me to fuck Mom, but I used to fuck my sister every night.

My dad had already fixed my sister’s wedding when he was out of town. Her marriage was just a month later. One day, I was fucking her on the terrace, and Dad caught us.

But instead of shouting or getting angry, he joined us, and we both fucked her for a whole hour. We fucked her for 3-3 rounds. Her boobs were filled with our cum.

After a month, she got married. It was about 2 weeks after her marriage. I  was really missing her as I was not having any chance to have sex with my Mom as dad was at home only. Even Mom was missing my dick, and we tried some plans, but they didn’t work.

To be continued

Ab aage:-

Nishant mere boobs dekh kar dekhta hi reh gaya, aur maine awaaz di usko ki kaha kho gaye ho? Wo hadbada kar kuch nahi kuch nahi karne laga, aur meri zor se hassi nikal gayi.

Main usko boli: Agar aise hi rahoge, to shaadi kaisi hogi? Tumse koi ladki kaise pategi?

Itna kaha hi tha ki Nishant ek-dum se apne hath meri nighty ke andar ghusa ke bolne laga-

Nishant: Ladki patte ya na patte, par aaj chinki tumko to main patta ke hi rahunga.

Usne zor-zor se mere boobs dabane shuru kar diye, aur mere upar aa kar mujhe lips kiss karne laga. Main bhi apne college ke mere aashiq se aaj chudwane ke mood mein thi.  Maine bhi uske kiss ka jawaab kiss se diya. Wo mere gaal, meri gardan ko kiss karne laga, aur bolne laga-

Nishant: Kya gazab ka figure ho gaya hai Chinki tumhara. Meri ek tamanna thi college ke time se, ki main tumhare sath sex karu, aur aaj wo mauka mila hai mujhe.

Nishant ne meri nighty kheench kar baahar nikaal di, aur mere boobs ko dekhta hi raha aur bola: Chinki tumhare to boobs aisa the ki pata hi nahi chalta tha ki hai ya nahi. Bilkul chipke hue the. Aur ab dekho itne bade.

Aur wo apne muh mein lekar choosne laga. Main Nishant ko godi mein lita kar apne boobs chuswane lagi aur uski pant ke andar apna hath daal kar lund masalne lagi. Nishant ne khud apni pant khol kar neeche kar di, aur uska lund kaafi kaala sa tha, aur lund par itne zyada baal the ki maine pooch hi liya-

Main: Kabhi saaf hi nahi karte ho kya?

Nishant mere boobs ko chhodh kar bola: Koi ladki mile tab na saaf rakhu. Aaj tak to ye lund sirf peshaab ke liye hi istemaal kiya hu.

Main jhuk kar lund ko muh mein le li. Nishant ka face mere boobs ke beech dab gaya. Lund ki chamdi ko neeche kheench kar lund ki laal rang ki topi par jeebh ferne lagi. Fir Nishant ko godi se hata kar main uske pairon ke beech aa gayi, aur lund ko muh ke andar lene lagi. Mere dono boobs uski jaangh par lag rahe the.

Main uske lund choosne lagi, aur wo 4 minutes ke andar hi mere muh mein jhad gaya. Nishant ka shayad ye pehla experience tha kisi ladki ke sath jo wo itni jaldi jhad gaya tha. Main uske paas let gayi aur boli-

Main: Itni jaldi jhad gaye ho.

To wo bola: Tum jaisi maal lund choosegi to koi bhi jhad jaye.

Main baat hi kar rahi thi ki naukrani room mein aa gayi, aur jaise hi hum dono ko nanga dekha usne, wo ulte kadam baahar jaane lagi.

Maine usko roka aur boli: Ye baat kisi se bhi nahi bolna.

Fir main door lock karke Nishant ke soye hue lund ko fir khada karne ki koshish karne lagi, aur muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Mere mobile mein fir whatsapp message aaya Karan ji ka, ki aaj jaldi aana aap. Maine Karan ko message kiya ki-

Main: Meri chut sooj gayi hai itna choda hai tumne. Main aaj nahi aaungi.

Fir Karan ka message aaya: Aaj main chut nahi gaand chodunga, bas aa jao aap.

Ab mere paas upay nahi tha, aur yaha Nishant ke sath main bistar garam kar rahi thi. Maine Nishant se kaha-

Main: Mujhe zaroori kaam aa gaya hai, tum chale jao.

Nishant dobara aane ka bol kar ghar se chala gaya, aur jaise hi Nishant gaya, naukrani mere paas aayi aur boli-

Naukrani: Chinki didi, kya aapke pati aap ko khush nahi karte kya?

Main boli: Aisa kuch nahi hai. Wo bas mere college ka dost tha, to ho gaya.

Naukrani hasne lagi, aur boli: Didi aap bhi maza leti ho, isliye aisa badan ban gaya aapka. Aapko to koi bhi mard chodna chaahega didi.

Fir main boli usko: Main zaroori kaam se baahar jaa rahi hu.

Fir main Karan ji ke paas pahunchi, to Karan office ke room mein pehle se hi mera intezaar kar raha tha. Mere room ke andar jaAte hi wo mujhe apni baahon mein le liya, aur mere chootad ko dabane laga. Fir unhone mujhe ek packet diya aur bole-

Karan: Aap change kar lo, isme aapke liye special kapde hai.

Ye bol kar wo baahar chale gaye. Main packet khol kar dekhi to usme ek half cup bra aur ek laal rang ki panty thi. Maine wo pehan li, aur fir Karan ji ko awaaz de kar bulayi. Karan ji mere paas aaye aur unhone khud sirf ek dori wali underwear pehni thi, jisme sirf unka lund chhupa hua tha, baaki sab open tha.

Aisa underwear maine pehli baar dekha tha. Fir Karan ji ne mujhe apne paas kheencha, aur hug karke apne mobile se photos lene lage. Wo mujhe jhuk kar boobs dikhane bolte, aur photos lete. To kabhi mere chootadon ki photos lene lagte. Fir mera face apne lund ke paas le jaa kar photos liye, aur unke lund ko main underwear se baahar karne lagi. Main dekhi underwear mein ek ring thi, aur us ring ke andar lund dala hua tha.

Maine underwear thoda neeche kiya, aur ring mein se lund baahar karke choosne lagi. Itne mein hi Karan ji ne mujhe ghutno se utha kar doggy bana diya, aur khud meri panty ko neeche karke bed ke upar fenk diya. Karan ji meri gaand mein muh ghusa kar meri gaand chaatne lage. Kaafi der unhone meri gaand chaati aur is beech meri chut mein bhi paani aane laga.

Unhone apni jeebh se meri gaand ko ragad-ragad ke chaatna jaari rakha, aur mere chootadon ko pakad ke failane lage, aur jeebh chhed par ghusane ki koshis karne lage.

Pehle unhone 1 fir 2 ungliyan gaand mein daal di, aur andar-baahar karne lage. Mere muh se aah ahh nikalni shuru hui, aur wo fir apne lund ko mere muh ke paas laaye. Main lund ko apni thook se geela karke chamkaane lagi.

Fir Karan ji ne mere peeche jaa kar meri kamar ko apne dono hatho se pakad liya, aur gaand ke chhed par lund set karke ek zor ka dhakka laga diya. Meri jaan hi nikaal di unhone, aur cheekh nikal gayi meri. Wo ruk gaye aur bole ki unke lund ki chamdi khich gayi thi, aur fir unhone lund baahar karke fir aahista-aahista lund andar dala.

Meri gaand unke lund ko kheench rahi thi, aur mujhe kaafi dard ho raha tha. Sath Karan ji ko bhi dard do raha tha. Wo ruk-ruk kar gaand mein dhakka lagate rahe, aur ab aadhe se zyada lund andar jaa chuka tha, aur lund meri gaand par kaafi ache se adjust ho chuka tha.

Ab wo thodi tez dhakka laga kar meri gaand chodne lage, aur meri siskari fir nikalne lagi aaah aaah.

Wo bolne lage: Chinki jitne din bhi shaadi ke bache hai, aise hi hum log maza karenge. Aur wo ab aur tez-tez dhakke lagane lage, aur poora lund meri gaand ke andar jaa chuka tha. Sath hi thap thap ki awaaz aane lagi, aur mere muh se “Aah aah Karan ji aaah aaah aur chodo mujhe Karan ji, aur aaah aaah” nikalne laga.

Karan ji bhi bolne lage: Haa ye lo, aur lo aah aaah, aur lo mera lund Chinki, aur lo aaah aaah.

Ye sab karke wo chudai mein mujhe jannat dikhane lage, aur unke lund ki gotiyan meri chut se takraane lagi. Meri chut mein bhi khujli badhti jaa rahi thi, aur ek ungli se main apni chut masalne lagi. Sath hi gaand bhi marwa rahi thi.

Unhone mujhse poocha: Main jhadne wala hu, kahan jhadna hai?

Maine gaand mein hi jhadne ko kaha. Fir 4-5 dhakkon ke baad wo meri gaand mein hi jhad gaye. Meri gaand mein se unka paani tapakne laga, aur main apni panty se gaand saaf karke bed par baith gayi. Karan ji bhi mere paas aaye, aur mere boobs ke upar apna sar rakha, aur aaram karne lage. Unka lund kaafi laal ho gaya tha gaand chudai se, aur jalan bhi ho rahi thi unko. Wo fir mujhe bolne lage-

Karan: Aap zabardast maal ho. Aapko to main shaadi ke baad bhi chodunga.

Main waha se fir apne ghar aa gayi, aur aaram karne lagi. Fir raat ko Nishant ka call aa gaya, aur wo bolne laga-

Nishant: Chinki mera lund baith hi nahi raha hai. Kya kar diya hai tumne?

Main boli: Aisa kya kiya?

To wo bola: Main abhi aa raha hu ghar. Tum darwaza khula rakhna.

Main boli: Abhi nahi, mummy hai abhi to.

Wo maana nahi aur aa gaya. Main chupke se usko andar le aayi aur room band karke hum dono lip kiss karne lage. Fir wo mujhe darwaze se chipka kar meri gardan ko, aur gaalon ko kiss karne laga. Nishant mere dono hath deewar se laga diya, aur apna seena mere boobs par dabane laga. Wo meri aankhon mein dekh kar bola-

Nishant: Aaj raat main tumhare sath guzaarna chaahta hu. Meri khawaish college time se thi ki Chinki tumse shaadi karke suhagraat manau. Shaadi to hamari nahi hui, par suhagraat zaroor hogi.

Main usko boli: Itni zyada pasand hu kya main jo raat ko mere ghar par mere paas aa gaye? Aur ek shaadi-shuda aurat se suhagraat manane ke liye bol rahe ho.

Usne mera hath chhodha, aur mera face pakad kar bola: Chinki tu college ke time se hi meri jaan thi. Na jaane kitni raat tere liye lund hilaya hai, aur aaj dekho, tu sach mein mere paas hai.

Wo mujhe utha kar apni godi mein le liya, aur bed par lita diya. Usne mere aur apne kapde khole, aur mujhe kiss karne laga. Wo mere boobs peene laga, aur fir hum 69 position mein aa gaye, aur mere muh mein lund daal kar meri chut ko muh mein le kar choosne laga.

Uska chut choosna mujhe bahut acha lag raha tha, aur main uske muh mein hi jhadne lagi. Wo meri chut ka paani chaat-chaat kar peeta raha. Fir usne apni pant ki pocket se ek dotted condom nikala, aur mujhe diya. Main apne mann mein sochi ki ye condom kyun laaya tha? Par main bhi chaahti thi ki ek baar dotted condom ka istemaal karke dekhu ki kaisa lagta hai.

Main Nishant ke lund ko muh mein lekar choosne lagi, aur fir dotted condom lund par laga di. Condom lagane se lund ab zyada bada kuch 8 inch aur zyada mota aur tight ho gaya tha. Main samajh gayi ki ye condom kaafi maza dega mujhe. Nishant mujhe bed par lita diya, aur mere pairon ke beech aa gaya. Mere pairon ko apne kandhe mein lekar chut ko ek baar aur chaatne laga.

Fir meri chut mein lund set karke dhakka laga diya. Lund aadhe se zyada andar jaa chuka tha, aur chut ki deewar mein aisa lag raha tha jaise koi nakhun se khujli kar raha ho. Dotted condom apna kamaal dikha raha tha, aur chut mein gudgudi kar raha tha. Nishant mere pair pakad ke shot lagane laga, aur bachhe-dani tak lund daal diya.

Ye mera pehla experience tha condom ke sath aur bahut mazedaar bana raha tha chudai ko. Meri chut kaafi relax ho gayi, khujli saari gayab ho gayi thi. Main ab chudai ka aanand leti hui aaah aaahh ahh ahh ohh ohh aahh karne lagi.

Kabhi wo aahista chodne lagta, to kabhi wo tez-tez jhatke dene lagta. Meri chut mast ho gayi. Mujhe kuch zyada hi maza aa raha tha. Aisa aanand kabhi nahi liya tha maine.

Fir maine kaha: Ab chodo zor se aaahh ohh chut chodo aahh aaah. Come on fast sex karo. Na please.

Fir Nishant ne apni speed badha di. Lund khoob maze se chut mein jaane laga, aur meri chut uska lund ko khoob maza de rahi thi. Chut aur lund ki chudai se fachak-fachak ki awaaz aane lagi. Chut kaafi chikni ho gayi thi. Meri chut ka paani neeche bed par girne laga. Nishant ne lund chut se baahar kheencha, aur ek fach ki awaaz ke sath lund baahar aa gaya.

Jaise hi lund baahar aaya, chut mein se dher saara paani neeche bed par girne laga. Nishant ne lund mein se condom hataya, aur mere muh mein lund daal diya, aur muh chodne laga.

5 minutes tak muh chodne ke baad fir mere ghutno ko mod kar meri chut mein lund daal diya. Is baar bina condom ke hi lund dala tha Nishant ne, aur fir chodne laga mujhe.

Ek baar fir chut fach-fach karne lagi aur main boli: Oh Nishant, meri chut fir jhadne wali hai. Haye maza kara diya toone, kya mast chudai karta hai tu. Aaah aaah, aur chodo mujhe mere Nishant, aur zor se. Jitni der chodna chaahte ho chod sakte ho Nishant, mujhe koi problem nahi hai. Tumko pyaasa nahi dekh sakti. Aaj raat main tumhari biwi hu. Fuck me, fuck me, aaahh. Come fuck me, you are fucking me so nicely. Aah I like it.

Wo fir kuch 10-12 shot aur laga kar meri chut mein hi jhad gaya, aur chut ko apni malayi se bhar diya. Fir wo lund mere muh mein de kar saaf karwaya, aur mere paas aa kar let gaya, aur bolne laga-

Nishant: Kaisa laga?

To maine Nishant se kaha: Maza aaya bahut zyada, aur tumhe kaisa laga?

Wo hath se mere boobs zor se daba kar bola: Maza to bahut aaya, par ab aur bhi chodna chaahta hu main tumhe.

Main Nishant ka hath mein hath lekar boli: Main tumhari biwi hu. Poori raat chodo mujhe Nishant, aur bana lo apni. Nishant tum apni saari khawaish poori kar lo mere sath. Main tumhe aaj raat khush karna chaahti hu.

Ye bol kar main fir Nishant ke lund ki gotiyon ko hath mein lekar masalne lagi, aur lund ko khada karne ki koshish karne lagi. Nishant mere lips par lips rakh kar kiss karne laga, aur meri jeebh ko apne muh mein lekar choosne laga. Main bhi uske sath maza le rahi thi, aur kuch hi der mein uska lund fir khada ho gaya.

Main Nishant ko bed par lita di, aur ek baar fir lund muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Lund ko apni thook se chikna kar di, aur fir main Nishant ke upar baith gayi. Lund ko apni chut par set ki, aur lund ke upar uchalne lagi. Ek hi baar mein lund poora meri chut ke andar ghus gaya aur Nishant dekhta hi reh gaya ki lund kaha chala gaya.

Main kaafi uttejit ho kar uske lund par zor-zor se uchalne lagi. Nishant mere boobs ko dekh raha tha jo mere uchalne se kaafi zor-zor se hil rahe the.

To be continued…

Introducing a friend of my sister Jyoti in this part of the story. Purvasha, full name Purvasha Sharma. She is a beautiful girl with good body composition. But her boobs were smaller than my sister Jyoti’s. She and I had met before because she had some exams before in my city, and Jyoti asked me to pick her up and guide her.

Enough with the explanation, let’s get into the main course. For those who are reading it, I suggest reading the previous two so you would get the context.

My sister hung up the call and sat beside me. Then she held my hand and said-

Jyoti: You had a sex hormone inducer. You will feel a sudden urge to have sex for 36 hours.

Me: What! What to do? My mind is getting blank.

Jyoti: Please jerk off. I will help you a little with it. But you need to jerk. Maybe thrice an hour for 3 hours and then once an hour to be on the safe side. Your dose is high. Purvasha is here in the city. She will be coming with any antidote, just hang in there.

My mind was becoming blank. I was holding my penis and trying to masturbate but none of them were working. After half an hour, Jyoti was helping me with her hands, but nothing was working, and my penis was bursting.

“Ding-dong” the doorbell rang. She rushed. I could hear the door opening and closing.

At a distance, another female voice was there. I could tell it was my sister’s friend Purvasha.

Purvasha: There is no antidote for Tadalafil overdose. We need to extract semen to relieve it.

Jyoti: But how?

Purvasha: Have you tried a blowjob?

Jyoti: What?! No! He is…he is my brother.

Purvasha: This is not the time to think that. I am making warm water, we will try to simulate it by warming it with a warm towel.

I saw she nodded and came to me. She started sucking my penis, and I could hear the gas stove starting and water sounds. My senses were active. My penis was bigger and she couldn’t swallow the whole of it, just sucking half of it. Although it was effective not that much. Purvasha wrapped a towel around my dick where she wasn’t sucking and was seeing her giving a blowjob.

Purvasha: WTF! With this size, it will reach too deep during sex.

Jyoti stopped the blowjob and removed the penis from her mouth. Then holding her jaw, she said.

Jyoti: My jaw is hurting, ahh.

Purvasha: Only one way remains, that is sex.

Jyoti: What?!

Purvasha: I will take it.

Jyoti: But it is your first time.

Purvasha: But you have never even masturbated before. Your vagina is small, it will tear your thing.

Jyoti: I am not going to take it.

Purvasha: You don’t like him?

Jyoti: No-no, just a sister thing.

I wasn’t saying anything because I didn’t want to. I was simply stroking my penis.

Purvasha: Ok, let me get on him.

I nodded and lay on my back. My sister’s friend pulled her leggings down and removed her panty. She had a round dress, so I couldn’t see her vagina. Then she climbed the bed, split her legs to both sides and tried to sit on me. (Or should I say on my penis?)

Her hand touched my penis. She grabbed it and was guiding it in her vagina. Only two inches went in and she was having pain.

Purvasha: Bro, push it in. I can’t sit. It is hurting.

I nodded. Two inches were in her and I changed position. Now she was on the bed and I climbed down to bed. My penis was out a little. Then I gently pushed, and upon hitting, she was screaming.

Purvasha: Push it.

Jyoti: Take this.

Jyoti gave me some vaseline. I applied it to her vagina and my penis. Now I tried to push it and it went around 3 inches.

Purvasha: Ahh..push it in.. It is hurting, slow..

I nodded and took a deep breath and pushed a lot to get it in. And then, with a clutch sound, all my penis was inside of my sister’s friend and she was covering her face with her hands. She locked my back with her foot and was shaking. My sister Jyoti pulled her dress up and we could see the bulge clearly on her belly. It was all in. We stayed like that for some time.

Purvasha: One kiss, and after you can move now. It is the first time, so do it a little slow, please.

Then I kissed her and was not thinking anything. So instead of slowly, I began ramping faster and faster. The sound was echoing in the whole room and Jyoti was watching it. I could see her nipples were getting erect through the dress.

Purvasha: Ahh…ahh… go fasterrr….How can you have this big? Ohhhh.. ahhh….

She was getting too much orgasm. Then she raised her bottom part out of pleasure and I slammed it by force when getting inside her. She cummed and it was a mess. It became easier now to move. I did not lose any momentum and banged hard and fast. After 4 minutes of intense banging, I had the urge to cum.

Me: I am cumming, uhhh…

And I was pulling out.

Purvasha: Don’t pull out ah.. mmm..cum inside. It is safe..ahhh…

I don’t know, but the way my sister’s friend talked was enough to make anyone cum. Then I pressed her boobs over her dress and sprayed inside. She was moaning with great satisfaction. Then I landed on her side. My dick had gone numb and the only thing I could feel was it was wet.

Jyoti: Okay, you two have some rest.

Purvasha: Yeah, you saw porn, so you are tired.

They were having some arguments, but I had lost my energy, so I didn’t know when I closed my eyes.

After some time:

Jyoti: I am going to the washroom.

Purvasha: Ok.

The washroom door slammed. Then one hand shook me.

Purvasha: Hey, do you know what she will do?

Me: Who?

Purvasha: Jyoti, in the washroom.

Me: Pee, maybe.

Purvasha: No, she will masturbate. Have you touched her before?

Me: What?!

Purvasha: Or at least have you thought of her before in any wet dreams? Haha, everyone does it. She once had a dream about you though.

Me: A dream is a dream. Have rest. Sorry this was rough for you.

Purvasha: Nah, it was really enjoyable.

I don’t remember what happened after it. Before I knew anything, I slept.

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Writer’s note:

Dear reader, I need feedback. How is the story progressing? Any particular thing or event you want to see in the next part, let me know in the comments.