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Hello friends, aaj hum fir se aapke saamne hazir hai ‘Taarak Mehta Ka Ooltah Chashmah’ ke characters par based ek sex story leke. Chaliye ab kahani shuru karte hai.

Anjali Mehta, jaisa pyara naam, waisi hi pyari soorat, aur usse kahin zyada sexy jism. Kasam se lund ka paani nikaal de, aisa jism hai Anjali Mehta ka. Aaj ki ye kahani usi ke ird-gird ghoom rahi hai.

Subha ke 7 baje hue the, aur tabhi Anjali ka phone bajta hai. Anjali muh par blanket odh kar soyi hui thi. Uske bed ke aas-paas neeche zameen par ek dildo pada tha, jis par chut ka paani sookha pada tha.

Usse thoda dur red panty padi thi, jo Anjali ki hi thi. Uski panty par chut wali jagah Anjali ki chut ke paani se sakht hui padi thi. Tabhi Anjali blanket neeche karti hai, aur uth kar baith jati hai. Uske baal bikhre hue the.

Black colour ki short nighty ke deep gale mein se uski cleavage dikh rahi thi, jo bahut sexy lag rahi thi. Uski aankhen chadhi hui thi, kyunki raat ko usne thodi daaru pee li thi.

Ye sab kuch dekh kar aisa lagta hai jaise Anjali ne raat mein daaru peeke khoob chut chudwayi ho kisi se. Lekin jaisa dikhta hai waisa hota nahi hai.

Darasal baat ye hai, ki Mehta sahab pichle 2 maheene se kisi kaam ke liye doosre shehar gaye hue the. Aur unko aane mein abhi ek maheena aur lagne wala tha. Unke naa hone se Anjali ki chut ki pyaas bujhane wala koi nahi tha.

To Anjali dildo ka sahara leti thi. Raat ko bhi Anjali ne daaru isliye pee thi, kyunki uski chut ki pyaas usko sone nahi de rahi thi. Lekin fir bhi koi faida nahi hua. Kyunki daaru ne uski chut ki aag ko aur bhadka diya.

Anjali ne dildo se apni chut khoob chodi. Lekin ek dildo kabhi bhi ek mard ki barabari nahi kar sakta. Jo maza aurat ko mard deta hai, woh usko ek dildo se nahi mil sakta. Isi maze ke liye Anjali pichle 2 maheene se tadap rahi thi.

Fir woh phone dekhti hai, aur woh phone Mehta sahab ka hota hai. Woh phone uthati hai, aur baat karti hai. Roz ki tarah Mehta sahab usko thode din thode din keh kar honsla bandha dete hai. Lekin sach to ye tha, ki abhi 1 mahina baaki tha.

Baat karne ke baad Anjali uthti hai, aur bathroom mein jaake nangi hoke commode par baith jati hai. Fir fresh hone ke baad woh nahati hai, aur nahate hue apni chut fir se sehlati hai. Uski chut paani to chhodh deti hai. Lekin usme lund lene ki khujli abhi bhi kam nahi hui thi.

Fir Anjali taiyaar hoke baahar nikalti hai mandir jaane ke liye. Jab woh Babita ke ghar se baahar nikalti hai, to usko kuch awaaze sunayi deti hai. Awaaze sun kar woh turant samajh jati hai, ki ye awaaze kis cheez ki thi.

Woh khud ko rok nahi paati, aur Babita ke ghar ki khidki ke chhed se woh andar dekhne lag jati hai. Jaisa usne socha tha waisa hi hua. Andar Iyer Babita ko chod raha tha. Unki chudai dekh kar Anjali ki chut aur tadapne lagti hai.

Anjali ka dhyan Iyer ke lund par hota hai. Uska kaala lund Anjali ko kisi chocolate ki tarah lagta hai, aur uske lund ko muh mein leke choosne ka dil karta hai. Iyer Babita ke upar chadha hua tha, aur Babita ko dana dan chod raha tha.

Tabhi Anjali ke mann mein khayaal aata hai, ki kyun na woh bhi Iyer se chudwa le. Ye soch kar Anjali sochne lagti hai, ki woh aisa karegi kaise. Fir woh mandir nahi jati, aur wahin se wapas apne ghar ki taraf chali jati hai.

Ghar jaake pehle to woh nangi hoke sofa par baith jati hai. Fir woh dildo hath mein leke usko apni chut ke muh par ragadne lagti hai. Uske dimag mein Babita ki chudai ka scene hi chal raha tha.

Jab uski chut thodi geeli ho jati hai, to woh dildo chut mein daal leti hai. Poora dildo chut mein leke ke baad woh apni clit masalne lagti hai, aur fir sochne lagti hai ki woh kaise Iyer se chudegi.

Fingering karte-karte uske dimag mein ek dhansu idea aata hai. Tabhi woh apni speed badha deti hai, aur bolti hai-

Anjali: Ahh ahh ahh Iyer fuck me! Fuck me hard Iyer! Tumhara lund bahut sexy hai, dil karta hai khaa jau. Zor se chodo na ahh.

Aur aise karte-karte uski chut paani chhodh deti hai. Anjali sochti hai, ki jab Iyer se chudne ke baare mein soch kar usko itna maza aaya, to usse chud kar kitna aayega. Ab usko agle din ka intezaar tha, jab uska plan shuru hone tha.

Jaise-taise Anjali ka din guzarta hai. Is beech woh 2 baar aur fingering kar leti hai. Fir agle din woh time par uth kar taiyaar ho jati hai. Aaj Anjali ne pink color ka leggings-suit pehna tha.

Pink color ke kapdon mein uska gora rang aur bhi nikhar raha tha. Sath mein hontho par laal rang ki lipstick, gale mein mangalsutra, sab kamaal ka lag raha tha.

Anjali ka shirt sleeveless tha, aur uska gala itna deep tha, ki bina jhuke hi Anjali ki aadhi cleavage dikh rahi thi. Usne ye shirt Iyer ko seduce karne ke liye pehna tha. Fir Anjali jaldi se chemist shop par jati hai, aur wahan se kuch leke aati hai, jo aapko aage pata chalega.

Subha ke 9 baj gaye the. Aaj-kal Babita bhi job kar rahi thi, aur woh Iyer ke office jaane se pehle nikal jati thi. Anjali ka dhyan Babita ke ghar ki taraf hi tha, aur woh Babita ke jaane ka intezaar kar rahi thi.

Fir jaise hi Babita jati hai, Anjali apne ghar ke meter board se ek wire kheench kar light band kar deti hai. Fir woh jaldi de Iyer ke ghar ki taraf jati hai. Iyer bhi tab office ke liye nikal raha hota hai, aur apne ghar ka lock laga raha hota hai. Tabhi Anjali Iyer se kehti hai-

Anjali: Iyer ji, good morning.

Iyer: Good morning bhabhi ji, kaisi hai aap?

Anjali: Main theek hu, aap batao?

Iyer: Main bhi badhiya.

Anjali: Iyer ji, mujhe aapse ek help chahiye thi.

Iyer: Boliye bhabhi?

Anjali: Mere ghar ki light pata nahi kaise chali gayi hai. Baaki sab gharon ki hai. Aap zara check kar denge?

Iyer: Ji bhabhi zaroor.

Fir Anjali apne ghar ki taraf chal padti hai, aur Iyer uske peeche-peeche chalne lagta hai.

Isse aage kya hota hai, woh aapko agle part mein pata chalega.

Hi Guys, this is Alex, back with more BDSM stories and complete slaves. So, stay tuned!

This story is a figment of my imagination. All characters mentioned in the story are fictional and created for entertainment. Please don’t mail me asking for my details. Review emails are appreciated.

This is a continuation of my previous series, ‘Neighbour Priti and her Desires.’ I will focus more on Alisha’s journey and her kinks.

After I destroyed and humiliated Priti, I saw my sister, who looked at the entire scene with awe.

She was impressed with the way Priti was taking all the pain and experiencing pleasure out of it. Once I ended my session, the first word that came out of Alisha was “WOW!” followed by, “I need to experience something like this.”

I knew that I was in for a treat. Vincent and Ryan smiled over Alisha’s comment. We all were happy that we would get to fulfil our fantasies with my sister.

The session ended with Priti’s torture. My Mom and Alisha were taking care of Priti, and we men dressed up and prepared for lunch.

Vincent had ordered Chinese food while I was beating the shit out of his wife’s ass, and he had some evil ideas about it. As soon as the bell rang, he grabbed my sister by her neck and gave her a transparent dress.

“Collect our food, slut. The bill is already paid. Make sure you tip him well,” he ordered. Alisha, like a well-trained slut, went ahead to open the door.

We hid ourselves behind the bedroom door. Ryan had Amy in his arms, and he was not letting go of a single moment. As Alisha opened the door, I could see Ryan’s right hand rubbing my Mom’s clit and his left hand playing roughly with her nipples.

As Alisha opened the main door, the delivery guy received the shock of his life. He saw my sister standing in a see-through dress, waiting to receive the order.

“Can I help you?” Alisha said in the most seductive way

“Ye-ye-yes, is this Alex Miller’s house?” The delivery guy managed to reply

“Yes,” Alisha said as she bent forward to give an ample view of her cleavage

“I’m here with the food,” he replied, trying to control his lust and not look at my sister’s cleavage

“Then why don’t you pass it on?” Alisha said and went down on her knees

“Ma’am, here it is,” he said and handed over the parcel to her

Alisha took it and placed it on the floor while her other hand was now rubbing the delivery guy’s bulge on his pants.

“Ma’am, what are you doing?” The guys asked

“Warming up my food,” Alisha replied

Before the guy could say anything, Alisha unzipped his pants and pulled it down, revealing his 6 inches hard dick. It was a good-sized dick with enough thickness and a circumcised top. It was pulsating with lust and was leaking pre-cum. Poor guy must’ve been controlling since the time Alisha opened the door.

“Umm, looks delicious,” Alisha said and took his entire dick in her salivating mouth. As soon as my sister’s sloppy tongue touched his wet dick, a current passed through his body.

“Oh, god!” He moaned, and he instinctively grabbed my sister’s head with both his hands.

Alisha, like a good slut, started working on his dick. She was slurping over his meat and covering it with her saliva. With the other hand, she was massaging his big bag of testicles. She was rubbing it with her spit that was dripping down from her mouth from his cock.

This oral sex went on for 5 minutes. There was a puddle of my sister’s saliva and the delivery guy’s juice on the floor. He was enjoying my sister’s head and started stroking his dick in and out of her mouth. He made sure to go inside her mouth completely and keep it there.

Alisha coughed and then pulled out. He also slapped his dick on my sister’s face and tongue, thus making it sloppier.

“You are so good at this,” he exclaimed as he kept on ramming my sister’s mouth.

Ryan was proud of seeing his wife sucking on a stranger’s cock. His hands were now moving faster over my mother’s wet pussy, and she was enjoying it all. She bent forward to suck my dick while her son-in-law played with her lady parts.

Finally, after 15 minutes of intense blowjob, the guy let go of my sister’s head. Alisha pulled out his dick and sat there on her knees with her face covered in her spit that was dripping down on her magnificent boobs and her dress.

“Did you like your food?” the delivery guy asked boldly

“I loved it, now I want some dessert,” Alisha replied and started shaking his dick

“You are one horny slut, aren’t you?” He said and caught hold of her neck. He spat on her face a couple of times and inserted his palm in my sister’s mouth.

Watching my sister getting dominated by a stranger was making me hornier now. Since it was all happening on the premises of my house, we all were not worried about her safety.

The delivery stuffed his hand deep in her throat and made her gag over his palm. As he pulled out, a long trail of drool followed right out of her mouth. He rubbed his hand all over my sister’s face, making it sloppier.

“You like to submit, don’t you, little slut?” He asked my sister

“Yes, Master, but I submit only to my true Masters and follow their order. If they order me to submit to you next time, then only I will or else, I won’t,” she replied, setting her limits

The delivery guy was a good dominant as he respected her limits.

“Then let’s make sure I make the best out of this opportunity today,” he said and slapped my sister’s face.

“Oh, that was hard,” she replied, and within a second, she received another slap. This one was harder than before.

“Since I’m in a hurry to deliver other orders, I won’t be able to fuck you. But I’ll make sure you remember how it feels to be dominated by a delivery guy,” he said and slapped one more time.

To my surprise, he pulled out a small vibrator from his pocket and plugged it into my sister’s fuck-hole. As soon as he turned it on, my sister screamed in pain.

“Oh god, what is it?” She screamed

“This is not a normal vibrator. This is a taser that produces 2 milliamps of current while it vibrates in that fuck hole of yours. And don’t you dare remove it from there,” he replied and increased the intensity of his remote.

“This is my gift to you, cum as you feel the electricity surging through your pussy,” he said, increasing the intensity even more.

Alisha screamed and fell on the floor. She wanted to touch her pussy, but she didn’t want to disobey.

As she spread her legs, the delivery guy landed one hard slap over her exposed pussy. Alisha screamed in more pain. I knew she was nearing an orgasm now as her body stiffened and her eyes rolled in its socket.

“Let me increase this to its last level. The electricity will go up to 5 milliamps now, so hold tight,” as soon as he pressed the button. Alisha gave up and released her juices all over the vibrator.

The delivery guy was satisfied now. He turned off the vibrator but didn’t pull out. He walked over Alisha’s body, lying flat on the floor. His legs were on either side of my sister. He bent down and lowered his ass right on top of my sister’s face.

Alisha stuck her tongue out and rolled it over his asshole, rimming him. The stimulation was so strong for him that it only took him 40 seconds to unload a thick load of cum all over my whore sister’s face.

Alisha, my hungry bitch, opened her mouth to swallow his load. She lay there with her face covered in a stranger’s white goo.

“I hope you are here next time when I visit, thanks for the tip, slut. Consider this vibrator as a parting gift,” he barked on her face and threw the remote next to her. He gave her pussy some serious strikes with his huge hand, spat all over it and left with the door wide open.

I had already cum in my Mom’s mouth after watching this erotic scene. Ryan, too, had made my Mom squirt twice. We went outside, closed the door and dragged my sister inside the living room.

Amy, the whore that she was, bent down and started licking the semen off her daughter’s face. Both the sluts made out with each other as Priti saw it all from the corner of the room.

I took the parcel and sat at the dining table to have our lunch as Vincent and Ryan followed. We all ate our food and kept the leftovers on the plate for the whores to eat. I slid the plate on the floor towards Alisha, Amy and Priti, who ate it all like hungry bitches.

Ryan and I knew that we had woken up the whore within Alisha, and we wanted to explore it even further.

I hope you liked this part. Feel free to contact me at [email protected] for suggestions. Please comment and let me know what you think about this one. Thank you for reading.

Ab tak aapne padha ki Aditya se milne Nisha aayi aur Manali jaane ke raaste mein Aditya se wo khoob chudwati hai. Fir ye baat Samir Neha ke pati ko pata chalti hai, to wo bhi mauke ka faida uthate hue Nisha ko chodne ki shart rakh deta hai. Ab aage:-

Samir Nisha ko dekhte hue socha ki aaj uski kismat mein Nisha aayi thi. Jiske liye wo aaj tak sirf lund hi hilata tha. Aaj Nisha ko wo apna lund chuswa kar chhodhega.

Samir ne apni pant neeche ki, aur Nisha ka hath pakad ke lund par rakh diya. Nisha ne doosri taraf muh ghuma liya, par lund ko zor se pakad ke mutthi bana kar hilane lagi. Samir se raha nahi gaya, aur wo Nisha ko kheench kar apni aur kar liya aur bola-

Samir: Main bahut pasand karta hu tumhe Nisha. Jab se tumhe dekha hu, bas yahi sochta tha ki kaash tum meri biwi hoti. Aur na jaane kitni baar Neha ko choda hai tumhara naam lekar.

Nisha: Par main aisa kabhi nahi sochi. Aur aapki bahut kadar karti hu. Mere mann mein kabhi aapke liye aisa galat vichaar nahi aaya.

Samir: Oh Nisha, ache se hilao apne jeth ji ka lund, aur dekho Nisha ye lund hi ab tumhari takdeer hai.

Nisha zor se lund hilane lagi, aur bolne lagi: Aapne kabhi bhi aisa nahi kiya Jeth ji, ki mujhe lage ki aap mujhe chodna chaahte ho.

Samir: Oh Nisha tumhare muh se “chodna” word sun kar main kaafi exited ho raha hu.

Nisha: Ab aapki hone wali biwi hu main, to aisa bol hi sakti hu.

Samir: Haa Nisha, tumhe main biwi bana kar chodunga. Maine to kaafi baar tumhe hints diye ki mujhe tum achi lagti ho. Jab tum naha kar aati, aur kitchen mein khaana banane chali jati, to main tumhare bathroom mein jaa kar tumhari panty aur bra ko soonghne lagta. Fir lund hila kar usme malayi chhodhta.

Nisha: Acha yaad aaya. Wo aap karte the? Mujhe samajh hi nahi aaya ki ye kaise ho raha tha. Iska matlab aapne to kaafi baar meri panty mein apni malayi dali hai.

Samir: Haa Nisha, tum mujhe shuru se hi sexy lagti thi.

Samir ne Nisha ka face pakad kar lund ki aur kar diya, aur Nisha lund ko muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Idhar Neha ki chut mein Aditya ungli kar raha tha.

Neha aaahh aahhhh ki awaaz ke sath chut mein ungli karwa rahi thi, aur Aditya ka lund hatho se hila rahi thi.

Aditya ne kaha Neha aur sab se: Ab apne kapde theek kar lo. Hum kullu town mein enter ho gaye hai, aur Manali jaane se acha hoga ki aaj raat hum kullu mein hi ruk jaye koi acha sa hotel dekh kar.

Samir ko bhi ye theek laga, aur wo ek ache se hotel mein aa gaye. Unhone ek bada sa room liya, jisme chaaron ek sath reh sake. Ab room ke andar aa kar Samir aur Aditya chupke se baat karne lage, ki Nisha aur Neha ko double matlab aage-peeche ek sath wali chudai karenge.

Room mein aa kar dono let gaye, aur Aditya Neha ko apne upar kheench liya. Idhar Samir Nisha ko apne upar kheench liya, aur dono apni wali ko kiss karne lage. Nisha Samir ke kapde khol kar, uske lund hath mein lekar choosne lagi.

Samir: Oh Nisha, kitni besharam ho tum. Apne Jeth ji ka lund choos rahi ho.

Nisha: Oh mere chodu Jeth ji. Aap apne bhai ki biwi se lund chuswa rahe ho, aapko sharam nahi aati? Aur apni biwi Neha ko kisi aur mard se chudwane le aaye ho yahan.

Samir: Ye sab bas tumhare kaaran hua hai Nisha. Tum mujhe itni zyada sexy lagti ho, ki main kuch bhi kar sakta hu tumhare liye.

Slurp! Slurp! ki awaaz ke sath Nisha Samir ka lund choosne lagi, aur fir 69 position mein aa kar Nisha Samir ke muh pe baith gayi. Samir Nisha ki chut chatne laga, aur chut mein Samir ki jeebh ki ragad Nisha ko maza de rahi thi. Nisha Samir ka lund ko muh se baahar karke fir lund ki gotiyon ko muh mein lekar choosne lagi.

Doosri aur Neha ke boobs choos raha tha Aditya, aur 3 ungliyan chut mein daal kar andar-baahar kar raha tha. Neha Aditya ke lund hila rahi thi, aur muh se bol rahi thi-

Neha: Ab bardasht nahi ho raha. Chod do ek baar mujhe, shant kar do meri chut.

Par Aditya Nisha ko dekh kar Neha ko masal raha tha. Ab Nisha ne Samir ke muh mein chut ka pAani chhodh diya, aur Samir ne apni jeebh se saara paani chaat liya. Samir ab bas Nisha ko chodna chaahta tha, aur apni saalon ki hawas poori karna chaahta tha.

Aap sab ko pata hi hoga ki agar Nisha jaisi maal ghar par ho, aur aap uske liye lund hilate ho, aur chodne ki khawaish rakhte ho. Fir ek din wo aapko mil jaye chodne, to aap ko kaisa lagega? Samir ne Nisha ko bed par litaya aur uske pairon ko choomte hue bola-

Samir: Nisha aaj se main tumhara gulam hu. Tum poore ghar ki rani ho, aur tum jaisa bolo wo hi ghar par hoga. Ye mera vaada hai.

Nisha ne bola: Meri do baatein maan jana, aur kuch der mein wo do baatein bataungi. Aap pehle mujhe chudai ka wo sukh do, jo aaj tak aap lund hilate hue mere baare mein sochte the.

Nisha: Aao Jeth ji, apne chhote bhai ki biwi ko apne lund se chod do. Apni Nisha ki chut maar lo, aur bana do mujhe apni biwi.

Nisha ne apne pair faila diye, aur chut bilkul saaf dikhne lagi. Samir dono pairon ke beech aa kar apne lund ko chut ke paas laaya, aur Nisha ne lund pakad kar apni chut ke muh mein laga diya. Fir Samir ne ek dhakka lagaya, aur lund Nisha ki chut ke andar chala gaya.

Samir: Oh Nisha, ban gayi tum meri biwi. Meri saalon ki khawaish aaj poori ho gayi hai tumhe chodne ki.

Thap thap ki awaaz ke sath Samir Nisha ko chodne laga. Lag hi nahi raha tha ki in logon ka rishta Jeth aur bahu ka tha. Dono khul kar chudai ka maza le rahe the.

Nisha ke muh se siskari nikal rahi thi: Ahhh aaahhh hmm aur zor se Samir, aur tez chodo mujhe.

Samir: Haa meri Nisha jaan, chod raha hu.

Aur wo apni speed badha kar tez-tez chodne laga. Tez jhatke se lund ek hi baar mein Nisha ke bachhe-dani mein lag raha tha, aur Nisha ko dard hone laga. Ye dard dekh kar Samir ko khushi hui ki Nisha jaisi sexy maal ko wo apni chudai se dard de raha tha.

Nisha: Maza aa raha hai, aur tez karo. Maza aa raha hai bahut mujhe aapse chudai mein. Aapko pata hai na main kitni sexy hu. Mera jaldi se nahi hoga, aapko kaafi mehnat karni padegi mere upar Jeth ji.

Samir: Tumhe to main poori zindagi chodunga, aur lund chut mein fassa kar hi rakhunga. Aahh ye lo lund chut mein.

Aur zor ka jhatka dekar chodne lage. Nisha ki fir aah nikalne lagi, aur Samir ek baar lund baahar karta, aur chut mein thook kar lund fir ek hi baar mein andar daal deta. Isse Nisha ki aah nikal jati.

Lund chut ki deewaron mein ghisne se Nisha ko charamsukh prapt ho raha tha. Lund uski chut ke us bindu mein ghisne laga tha, jisko G-spot kaha jata hai, aur wo aanand ko kayi guna badha raha tha.

Nisha (apne mann mein sochi): Mast chudai karte hai Jeth ji. Kaash mujhe pehle se hi chodna shuru kar dete agar main itni pasand thi to. Itna maza jo meri chut mein unka lund de raha hai meri bindu ko ghis kar, itna to Aditya se bhi nahi aaya.

Ye sochte hue Nisha ki aankhen aanand se band hone lagi.

Samir (Apne mann mein socha): Arre ye to swarg ka gota laga rahi hai, aur chudai ke aanand se iski aankh band ho rahi hai.

Samir ne fir ek zor ka jhatka diya chut mein ki Nisha ki aankhen khul gayi, aur wo dekhi ki Samir muskura raha tha.

Fir wo Nisha ko bola: Kaisa lag raha hai Nisha rani?

Nisha: Mast kar diya aapne to. Main kisi aur hi duniya mein hu aapse chudwa kar.

Samir jhadne ke kareeb tha, isliye usne aur tez chodna shuru kiya. Tez jhatke chut mein lagne ke kaaran Nisha ke bade boobs hilne lage, aur upar-neeche hone lage, jo chudai mein chaar chand laga raha tha. Samir ko Nisha pornstar lag rahi thi, jo aaj tak uske hi ghar par thi, aur aaj wo bina kapde ki kya mast lag rahi thi.

Samir ne aaahhh ki awaaz ke sath Nisha ki chut mein dher saari malayi daal di, aur uske boobs ke beech apna sar rakh kar let gaya. Ab Aditya Neha ko doggy position mein chod raha tha. Wo bhi jhadne ke kareeb tha. Fir Aditya ne kuch aisa kiya ki kisi ne bhi nahi socha tha.

Aditya ne Neha ko godi mein utha kar khidki khol di, aur khidki mein Neha ko bitha kar chodne laga. Baahar ka sundar pahadi ka nazara, thandi hawa, Manali velley ko dekh kar wo Neha ko chodne laga.

Aditya Neha ki gaand mein ungli daal kar chod raha tha, aur apne lund se chut maar raha tha. Neha ne fir ek baar paani chhodh diya chut ka, aur Aditya bhi Neha ki chut mein paani chhodh kar bed par aa kar let gaya.

Aditya ne Samir se kaha: Neha Nisha se kahi zyada sundar hai, par Nisha Neha se kahi zyada sexy hai.

Samir ne kaha: Neha kapde pehan kar sundar lagti hai, par Nisha kapde khol kar sundar lagti hai.

Aditya ne kaha: Neha ke sath shaadi karna koi bhi chaahega, par usko apne bistar par raat ko Nisha hi chahiye hogi, apne lund ko shant karne ke liye.

Neha aur Nisha sab sun rahi thi, aur muskura rahi thi, aur dono boli: Hum sab husband wife hai. Aaj se koi bhi kisi ke sath bhi maza karega, aur apni hawas nikaalega.

Fir Nisha boli Samir se: Aapne kaha tha na ki kuch bhi maang lo. To ek cheez maang rahi hu abhi. Aur wo hai aapki chhoti bahan Pallavi ki shaadi Aditya se karwa do.

Samir ne kaha: Wo abhi chhoti hai.

To Nisha ne kaha: Aditya hamesha ke liye hum logon ke pariwar ka member ban jayega, aur wo hum dono ko pyar bhi karta hai.

Samir ne kaha: Ab tum meri rani ho, ghar ka decision tumhare hath mein hai. Aur Aditya ko bhi agar manzoor ho to rishta pakka kar doonga.

Aditya ne sochne ka waqt maanga aur kaha: Ab koi aur baat nahi. Hum jab tak yahan hai sirf aur sirf chudai ki baat, aur chudai hi hogi.

Neha aur Nisha ab thak gayi thi, to dono sone lagi. Samir aur Aditya ko bhi neend aa rahi thi, aur aise bhi kaafi raat ho chuki thi. To dono so gaye Nisha aur Neha se chipak kar.

Agli subha sab ek sath nahane lage. Bathroom kaafi bada tha, to ek sath sab ne shower liya. Is dauran Samir Nisha ko sabun laga raha tha ki uska hath Nisha ki gaand mein laga, aur uski komal gaand ko aahista se Samir ne dabaya.

Samir ka lund jo ab tak soya hua tha, Nisha ki gaand dekh kar uska mann ab Nisha ki gaand maarne ka kar gaya. Fir wo neeche jhuk kar Nisha ki gaand mein muh laga kar chaatne laga.

Ab aditya bhi kaha kam tha. Wo bhi Neha ko pakad ke gaand mein ek ungli daal kar andar-baahar karne laga, aur fir Neha ko doggy position mein karke Aditya ne Neha ki gaand mein lund daal diya.

Idhar Nisha ko bhi doggy position mein karke Samir ne apna lund uski gaand mein daal diya. Dono Neha aur Nisha ne pehle kaafi baar gaand chudwa li thi, isliye aaj in dono ko koi mushkil nahi hui, aur dono lund apni gaand mein lekar chudwane lagi.

Nisha: Aahh Samir ji, zara aahista se. Ye chut nahi hai, meri gaand hai. Aap apne lund ko aaram se dalo, aur aap bhi maza lo, aur mujhe bhi do.

Aditya: Aaj pehli baar tumhari gaand maari hai maine. Kya mast gaand hai Neha tumhari, aah maza aa gaya. Bilkul tight maal hai tumhari gaand. Lagta hai Samir ji ne zyada gaand nahi maari hai Neha tumhari.

Nisha: Haa Aditya, theek bol rahe ho. Lagta hai Jeth ji Neha didi ki zyada gaand nahi maare hai, kyuki unhe to meri gaand pasand thi. Haina Samir?

Samir: Nisha tum upar se neeche tak pasand ho mujhe. Sirf gaand hi nahi sab kuch pasand hai tumhara.

To be continued…

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Hello friends! I have come back to continue the next part of my story. In the previous part, I told you how I came to know that actually, my aunt was using me to run her and dad’s affairs freely.

Then I had a hardcore wild threesome with dad and aunt, and Ravi was watching everything from the window. Now, let’s continue the story.

In the middle of fucking, dad ejaculated. My aunt got angry with him and then sent him to another room. Now my aunt kept sucking my dick. I invited Ravi to come inside.

Ravi came inside the room without making any noise. He had gone completely naked. His 6-inch dick was also enjoying seeing aunt’s beautiful ass and hips. Dad’s cum was still dripping on the bed from my aunt’s ass.

Me: It was too hot for you today, so I have brought another dick for you.

When I said this, my aunt looked towards Ravi.

Aunt: What are you doing here?

Ravi didn’t say anything. He came straight to the bed, placed his lips on my aunt’s lips, and locked them. Ravi was holding my aunt tightly with both his hands. Aunt resisted for some time. She tried to separate Ravi, but after some time, she also started supporting him.

Then when they both separated, I saw that lust was shining from my aunt’s eyes. My aunt took out the bottle of liquor again. She drank some raw liquor and lit a cigarette.

Aunt was drunk. Now she was having problems standing on her knees. Ravi started licking her pussy. I was shaking my dick while sitting. After some time, Ravi inserted his dick into his aunt’s mouth.

Aunt had a cigarette in one hand. She was sucking Ravi’s dick in her mouth. Aunt was shaking my dick with the other hand. For some time, aunt sucked my and Ravi’s dick. Then Ravi jumped and inserted his dick into aunt’s pussy.

Aunt was having sex with her son while smoking a cigarette. Both of my aunt’s boobs were being sucked by me. Aunt started moaning slowly. After she finished her cigarette, I went to bed. Aunt inserted her pussy into my dick and started cock-riding. Meanwhile, Ravi stood up on the bed and inserted his dick into aunt’s mouth. Aunt was also pressing her boobs along with sucking Ravi’s dick. I again started slapping my aunt’s hips. Both of his hips were red.

After a few minutes, my aunt went doggy style. Ravi pushed his dick into aunt’s ass. I inserted my dick into my aunt’s mouth.

Ravi held aunt’s hair tightly and then started a hardcore fuck. Seeing this, I also got excited. I also started fucking aunt’s mouth very fast. When I took out my dick from my aunt’s mouth, she was breathing very fast. Meanwhile, Ravi also took out his dick.

I then sat on the bed. Aunt turned her back towards me and pushed her ass into my dick. From the front, Ravi inserted his dick into aunt’s pussy. Aunt is back in her old spirit. She was enjoying double penetration and was screaming.

While having sex, Ravi and aunt were loving each other so passionately that it was like the first night of a new couple, not a mom-son fuck.

My hands were pressing only my aunt’s boobs from behind. Then I changed the position of my aunt. That means my dick went into her pussy, and Ravi’s dick went into her ass.

I pulled my aunt towards me. So she almost laid down on me. Ravi was holding aunt’s hair with one hand from behind. On the other hand, Ravi kept slapping on aunt’s hips. I was kissing my aunt’s lips, neck, and face. I was pressing her boobs with both of my hands.

It went on like this for a while. Then I said that I wanted to cum. So my aunt laid down and I inserted my dick into my aunt’s mouth. Ravi inserted his dick into aunt’s pussy. Here my aunt started giving me a good blowjob. I was also enjoying that. While enjoying this, I realized that my entire cum had been released in my aunt’s mouth.

Aunt ate my whole cum like a pornstar. I was fully exhausted. Then I sat on the chair watching the mom and son fuck. Ravi was still fucking aunt with full enthusiasm. I felt like my aunt was also tired.

After some time, my aunt’s water came out. But Ravi’s dick was in my aunt’s pussy. That was why my aunt’s water spilled on all sides. But Ravi didn’t care. He fucked her for some more time. Then he ejaculated into aunt’s pussy. I thought my aunt would be angry. But my aunt smiled and said, “You motherfucker, the cunt from which you came out, you filled with your cum.”

After some time, Ravi and I went to our rooms to freshen up and it was already night when it all finished. So, we all came for dinner. We all were still naked. Aunt was also naked. She served food to everyone and also sat with us to eat. She was not fully out of her addiction to liquor.

But after dinner, my aunt gave us a shock. She drank the liquor again. Then she made me, Ravi, and dad also drunk with her own hands. We all got drunk and my aunt made us drink it. She also made everyone smoke cigarettes with her own hands and she also smoked. I had earlier smoked cigarettes and taken liquor once in college, so I didn’t have any problems.

But Ravi had smoked for the first time. That was why he had a few coughs. This was the first time I had seen a mom intoxicating her son. My family had already passed the last point of shame.

Now everyone in the family had sex with everyone. But everyone was yet to be brought together. So, when the whole family fucked together, how shameless they became, and what they did, I will tell you in the next part.

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I stopped before her room and threw myself in hiding behind the hanging chair. Mom was standing in front of the open almirah, trying to find something. Her hair was still tied up, and she was wearing a bra. Only the pajama was replaced by a white towel.

“She must have taken a bath,” I thought. She bent down and grabbed something, probably the thing she was searching for. She pulled it out and closed the almirah. It was a pink vibrator. Shock returned to my face as she threw it on the bed and unhooked her bra.

She removed the strap from one shoulder, but then a sudden realisation stopped her midway in getting topless. She put the strap back on her shoulder and walked around the bed. Her tits jumped inside her loose bra, which now barely hid her milky cleavage. She stopped at the balcony door and pulled the curtains.

“Fuck!” I screamed inside my head. I could not believe my bad luck. Her shadow was still visible on the curtains. Her hands went up without hesitation this time, and she pulled off the bra. The shadow her tits made were enough to make my dick explode.

They were shaped as if two mangoes were on her chest. Perfect saggy and perfect volume. I literally came in my pants without even touching my dick, just from the shadow of her beautiful tits. I sat there for a while because my legs wouldn’t move from the enormous orgasm I just had.

It was a silent night. I could hear a faint vibration from her using the device and her muffled moans like she was moaning into a pillow. The vibrations stopped after 20-25 minutes. All I could hear now was a faint groan and heavy breathing coming from inside.

Till then, I had cum once again, this time from jerking off. I got up and followed my stealth plan to make it safely to my room. I stripped naked and decided to take a bath before sleeping. My dick was still hard to the extent that it was now hurting. I got into the shower and stood there.

“What the fuck!” I screamed finally after two hours. This was too much to take in one night. My mind was struggling to process the emotions I was feeling. Was it anger? Or surprise? Or disgust? Or was it pure lust, as suggested by my semi-hard dick? I frankly could not tell.

I stayed in the shower for quite some time. It was 3:30 when I finally got to bed. My mind was still active, finding the pieces. This was my theory, taking into account the events till now.

Dad has not been home in a while. Mom is a woman who needs regular sex. Obviously, she got horny, but the vibrator can provide her with satisfaction. She needed intimacy. She wouldn’t go outside the house and she didn’t come to me since I’m her son.

Grandpa is quite fit. Sometimes, even more than me. Despite my gym. Fuck it. Yeah, back to the point. So she turned to Grandpa. But no matter how fit you are, age affects stamina. So he could not completely satisfy her, but it was the only option.

Maybe he liked a woman’s touch, and out of all women, the hot one. So he didn’t want to stop, and Mom got intimacy. So it went on.

The only thing I could not figure out was how long this has been going on. I could tell it did not start tonight. I felt sad for her. Imagine getting so horny that you start having sex with your father-in-law. Then even that couldn’t satisfy you. I mean, there could have been a better choice.

I have to stop standing up every time I get an idea. But this was no normal idea. This was the best one I had had in a while. I smiled and went to bed. I woke up around 10, which was my usual time. Mom had just knocked on the door, which she usually did. I freshened up and went outside.

Grandpa was reading his newspaper on the couch in the living room. Mom was in the kitchen, which I could figure out from the cooker whistle. I sat down on the couch, and Grandpa started with his every morning lecture about sleeping early and waking early. I did not pay heed to it.

Mom came out with the breakfast and served me. She was wearing a blue kurta and a white salwar. She went inside the kitchen. Grandpa got up to go to his everyday meeting with the old ones in the society. He told me to lock the door and grabbed his slippers.

The moment he stepped out, I quickly got up, closed the door behind him and locked it. This was the moment I had been waiting for, for him to leave and then I could go ahead with my plan. I grabbed my mobile phone from the couch table and went into the kitchen.

Mom was busy cutting up some fruits. I knew Grandpa wouldn’t be back before evening, so there was a lot of time. Mom noticed me standing and turned around.

“Done with the food so fast?” She looked at me with suspicion.

“No,” I replied. “I wanted to talk to you about something,” I said confidently.

“What happened?” She asked, putting down the knife.

“You tell me,” I said, handing over the phone to her.

The video on my phone started playing, and all the blood disappeared from her face. She went blank in shock. She could barely hold the phone. I mean, I could understand.

“This… How did… Why did you?” The shock was making her speechless. I snatched the phone from her hand and put it back in my pocket.

“Ask better questions.” I crossed my arms.

She gulped the saliva in her mouth.

“Look, Samir. I can explain.” She said, raising her hand. I moved back.

“No need to explain. I am sending this to Dad. You can explain to him.” I said, my voice flat.

“What? No, don’t do that.” She said, her voice louder.

“Yeah. Why not, Mom?” I asked.

“Samir. Let me explain.” She pleaded.

“I know everything, Mom. I’m not a child anymore.” I said, finally moving in my plan. “I understand why you did it,” I said, moving closer.

She looked at me in confusion. I grabbed her hand and put it on my boxers. She flinched, but my grip was strong.

“You have better options. I can help you.” I said, rubbing her hand over my dick. She pulled away her hand and slapped me.

“What are you doing?” She shouted at me.

I smiled and rubbed my cheek. I pulled out my phone.

“I was giving you an out. That’s what I was doing.” I unlocked my phone. “I’ll send this to Dad then.”

“What? No, wait!” She tried grabbing my phone, but I moved back.

“That won’t help, Mom,” I said, locking it back.

“What do you want?” She said, giving up.

“I want to help you.” I moved closer again, grabbing her wrist and putting it back on my boxers. “You feel how hard you make me.” I rubbed my dick with her hands.

“Samir, this is wrong.” She looked up at me, pleading.

“Let’s not talk about right or wrong here,” I said.

Her hands were still on my boxers. But now I was not moving them. They were moving on their own, gripping a bit tighter on my morning boner.

“What do you want?” She asked, looking down on the floor.

“It’s simple. I’m going to take a bath. You have 45 minutes. Get dressed in your red saree. No undergarments. No jewellery. Except this.” I let go of her wrist and grabbed her mangalsutra. Her hands were still rubbing my erect dick. Maybe she didn’t realise in the moment of heat.

“Come to my room. In 45 minutes.” I said and grabbed her by the hair, planting a deep kiss on her lips. She removed her hands away in shock, and I left for my room. I closed the door behind me and locked it. I dropped down on the floor. My heart was beating like anything.

This would have gone to shit in a million ways, and it went according to plan. Fucking hell. She was going to obey. I could tell from instinct. I got up and unlocked my door. I grabbed my towel and went to the washroom. It took me at least 30 minutes to take a bath usually.

So, 45 minutes was enough time for her to think about it, which she wasn’t going to do. I could tell. She had made up her mind. Around 20 minutes later, I heard the door open. She had come. The question was if she had come as I said or if she had other plans.

I finished up and tied my towel around the waist. I unlocked my washroom door and entered the room. The lights were switched off, and the curtains were closed. Only a warm light on my side table was on.

Mom was sitting on the bed in her red saree. Her hair was open and sitting all over her shoulder. She was stunning. My dick got an erection that was probably visible to her since her eyes were fixed on my towel.

The story continues in the next part.

Please read my previous story to understand my relationship with Roshini.

Days passed. One day at the office, my friend Shaan invited us to a party at his place. It was his birthday that weekend, and he was a good friend of Roshini’s and mine. He had also invited Govind and Abhishek. He said that the party was at his place.

I can bring Roshini along, and we can stay there. Since his parents were not home, we could have a bedroom to ourselves. I was not sure about Roshini, as there were no other girls. After office, when we went back home, I asked Roshini if she was interested in going.

She hesitated at first, saying that she was not comfortable being the only girl at the party. I said it was because he only wanted his close friends. Since the party is at his home, he can’t invite many people. Roshini still hesitated, and I asked her if there was any other problem.

She then told me that she had no problem and agreed to come along for the party. I was also excited. So on Saturday after office, we were getting ready to go to Shaan’s place. She asked me what she should wear. I told her she could wear anything she liked.

But I told her to bring a pair of clothes to change as we will be spending the night there. She wore a black and silver-coloured sleeveless top with jeans.
We reached Shaans house around 8 pm and started drinking. Govind and Abhishek were already there and had already had a couple of drinks.

Shaan fixed us our drinks, and by 10 pm, we had already finished having 3 drinks each. I doubted if Shaan was making our drinks stronger as I was feeling a little drunk only after 3 drinks. Roshini was also having a good time and was getting comfortable talking with all of us.

We had ordered our food and finished eating by 10:30. At this time, I could feel Roshini was slowly getting a little drunk. She was laughing and talking a little too much. But the guys were having a lot of fun, so I didn’t say anything. This time, Govind said he had cigarettes and asked if we wanted to smoke.

So we all went to the balcony to have a cigarette. I warned Roshini, saying that smoking would make her more high, but she still wanted to try. So we shared one cigarette. Abhishek got very high after the cigarette and started vomiting. He wanted to sleep, so we ended the party and went to our respective bedrooms.

Once Roshini and I came to our bedroom, I asked her to get changed. She took her change of clothes and went to the washroom. I also changed into shorts and a T-shirt. After 5 minutes, Roshini came outside the washroom wearing a light blue t-shirt and a white skirt up to her knees. When she came closer, I noticed that she had not worn her bra. She generally doesn’t wear a bra when she sleeps. Seeing her like that, I suddenly got a little turned on and held her by her lips.

I asked her whether we should sleep now or after some time. She said that others might still be awake and we should sleep. But I was already turned on. So I slid my fingers over her neck and down her chest and said that we could sleep later.

She was also in a good mood and didn’t object. I quickly switched off the lights and locked the door. Both of us came to the bed and started kissing. Roshini was kissing me harder. She was also turned on, and the drinks had made her more wild.

I made her lie on the bed and went down on her. I kissed her legs from down and slowly moved upwards. She was already feeling very turned on and was twisting and turning. I slid her skirt upwards and kissed her thighs. She couldn’t wait for me and spread her legs.

She held my head and pulled me to her pussy. But I wanted to tease her more.
Roshini was very sensitive to her nipple area. Most of the time, she will reach orgasm by just getting her nipples sucked and bitten. So I moved my head from her skirt and went to her breasts.

She was breathing heavily and loudly. I put my right hand inside her skirt and rubbed her pussy over her panty. At the same time pressed her right nipple slowly with my lips. She couldn’t hold her moaning. She put her hands over my head and pressed it over her nipples.

She moved her pussy on my fingers. She wanted an orgasm badly. I started sucking her nipple over her t-shirt and made it all wet. I was also giving it small bites and pulling it slowly with my teeth. She was going crazy. She moaned harder now. I knew she wanted more.

But I wanted to play with her. I increased the speed of my fingers running her pussy. I could feel her panties were getting wet. She was still holding my head tightly over her breasts. I knew that she was about to cum anytime.

But suddenly, I heard the bedroom door knock. Roshini and I stopped moving. I heard Govind call my name and knocked on the door again. I told him I was coming. I quickly got up and fixed my hair. Switched on the lights. Roshini pulled up a blanket over her.

I went and opened the door. Govind told me that they planned to cut the cake at 12 for Shaan’s birthday. It was 11:55. I told him that we would get ready and come. But he insisted that we come right away and after cutting the cake we could all sleep quickly.

I looked at Roshini. She didn’t know what to say after all that was important. So she got up and came. For the cake cutting, they switched off all the lights in the living room and lit candles. Abhishek was half drunk. Govind and Shaan were ok. We both went there and wished him a happy birthday.

As we sang the happy birthday song, Shaan cut the cake and gave us all a piece. He said he had a bottle of tequila with him, and we should all do shots. Again, we could not say no. Roshini was already in a bad mood as she had missed her orgasm, and she sobered up.

So she said she would have a shot. I, too, agreed. Abhishek had gone back to sleep so it was just us four. We switched on the lights, and that’s when I realised that Roshini was still not wearing her bra. Her t-shirt was wet on the right boobs because of my sucking and biting.

I tried to let her know this but she didn’t see me. I was sure that Govind and Shaan had noticed her wet t-shirt, but they didn’t say anything. I also kept quiet. Shaan gave us our shots. We all drank it quickly. Then we all went out to have a cigarette again.

By this time, everyone was wide awake. I told Roshini we could share a cigarette, but she wanted to have a full one. So she smoked one full cigarette, and I could see she was slowly getting high. We came back to the living room and sat down.

We were talking about some stories when Shaan fixed one more shot for all of us. But this time, Roshini spilt the tequila shot on her t-shirt. Her t-shirt was a very light material and was hugging to her chest. Govind made fun of her, saying she got drunk.

Roshini said that she was not drunk, but her hand slipped. Shaan said that she could have some water to drink and have the tequila shot later. He gave her a bottle of cold water to drink. Roshini drank and little from it, but again, little water drizzled down the side of her mouth and got her t-shirt even more wet.

We could clearly see the outline of her upper boobs. Her nipples were poking erect because of the cold water. I always loved to see her half-inch nipples, but this time, it was in front of my friends. Again, I got the weird feeling. I was slowly getting turned on.

I also noticed Govind was feeling uncomfortable trying to hide his hard-on.
I don’t know what to do. She didn’t notice that she was giving a free show to all of us. I also don’t want to make a scene. She then asked for her shot and drank it as well. She then relaxed back on the couch and tried to keep her eyes open.

She looked very tired and drunk, but she was still talking to us. Shaan and Abhishek sat opposite her in such a way that they had a very good view of her. I was feeling very guilty but I couldn’t do anything. I asked Roshini if she wanted to sleep, but she said no.

I then told her that she should change her top because this was all wet. But she was too lazy to get up and asked for a towel to wipe it dry. So I got some paper napkins and gave her. She didn’t wipe it off clearly. So I grabbed a few paper napkins and wiped off her neck. She leaned back more and tilted her neck.

I could see that her neck was shining with the little sweat. I wiped it off and came to the top of the chest. I wiped it slowly downwards. I knew that Shaan and Govind had stopped talking and were seeing us. I didn’t mind that because everyone was a little drunk.

As I wiped downwards, I accidentally brushed her left nipple. Roshini left out a little moan as I did that. She had her eyes closed. I was getting turned on more now. I again wiped down, brushing her nipple. She opened her eyes and saw me. But she didn’t say anything.

This time, I pressed harder as I wiped down on her left nipple. She was making small movements in her legs and I knew she was enjoying it. I then wiped her right breast and pressed on her nipple. She tilted her head backwards on the chair and moaned a little.

I didn’t check if the guys were watching, but this time, I gave her right nipple a small pinch. She opened her lips and made a small ‘Ah’ sound. My dick was rock hard now, but I didn’t want to push this forward. I didn’t know how this would end. So I stopped there.

Roshini came back to herself. This was the second time in a night where I turned her on, but she couldn’t have an orgasm. I told her that it was getting late and we would go back to sleep in our room. But the guys said we could sleep late as it is a holiday tomorrow.

But I insisted, and Roshini also wanted to have her orgasm. She also wanted to go to the bedroom. So Govind said we will eat the cake and then will go to sleep. I was a little hungry, and Roshini also wanted to have some sweets after all this drinking. So we agreed.
It was a chocolate cake. When Shaan was cutting the cake, Roshini scooped a little cream on her finger and put it on Shaan’s face. Shaan also did the same to her. Soon, this started into a game, and we all were trying to put cake on Shaans face. Govind and I held Shaan’s hands.

Roshini applied cake all over his face. But then Shaan wiggled out and held Roshini’s hands behind her. And asked Govind and me to apply cake on her. We were all laughing so much and took the cream and put a little on her face. Govind took the opportunity and applied a little over her neck.

Roshini was also laughing at all this. But the cake was almost over. So Govind searched the kitchen, got a bottle of Nutella and gave it to me. I started applying on her face. She tried to run, but Shaan and Govind caught her and pushed her on the couch.

Govind held her legs down, and Shaan held her hands above her head. She was in a helpless position and I was laughing at this. She was trying to hide her face on the sofa. So, I applied the Nutella on her neck. Her t-shirt had slid up, and her navel was visible.

I didn’t think much and took some Nutella and applied it on her exposed hip. She wiggled more and was laughing. I applied more on her navel near her belly button. Half her stomach was exposed. She quickly realised it and tried to get up. She looked at me and pulled out the Nutella jar.

She said she was craving Nutella and I am wasting it. She stuck a finger inside the jar and tasted it. Suddenly, we realised that she was correct. We wanted to eat sweets, but now there was no cake. Only Nutella was left. I asked her to give me some.

But she said she would give it only to Shaan as he is the birthday boy. And not for Govind and me. She stuck and finger in the jar and scooped some Nutella. She sucked her finger in front of us as she was enjoying it. But it looked very hot. Then she took a scoop out and gave it to Shaan’s finger.

Next she gave little to Govind also. But she didn’t give me. So I scraped a little Nutella from her neck and put that in my mouth. She didn’t expect this. But she didn’t say anything. I asked her for some more, she asked me to take from where I applied.

So I funnily lifted her t-shirt and scooped some Nutella from her stomach. The guys saw this, but they didn’t say anything. Roshini also didn’t mind. She already knew that the guys had seen her navel when I put Nutella on her stomach.

I got a little courage and moved my finger towards her belly button and poked it. She gave me a hot look, but she controlled her emotions in front of the guys. I liked my finger slowly seeing her. I then slowly put two fingers in her belly button and twisted them.

I slowly cleaned the Nutella around her navel and licked it. She was again slowly getting turned on. Govind jokingly said that instead of this, I should lick it off her. We all laughed. Seeing that Roshini didn’t say anything, I pushed her down the couch.

I lifted her t-shirt a little and licked her navel. She was laughing again. Then I stuck out my tongue and came to her belly button and licked the hole slowly inside. I didn’t care if the guys were watching, but I was turned on so much. I spent more than 5 seconds cleaning her belly button and then stopped.

By this time, Roshini had stopped laughing and was holding my head. I knew this was getting a little dangerous. But it excited me.

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Ye kahani meri aur meri cousin ki hai. Isse pehle main story shuru karu, main aap logon ko hum dono ka introduction deta hu.

Mera naam Rohit Gupta hai. Main Haryana ka rehne wala hu. Meri body fit hai, aur height 5’10” hai. Meri sister ka naam Shreya Gupta hai (name changed). Wo mujhse umar mein 4 saal badi hai, aur uska figure around 34-32-36 tha. Patli thi, but saara samaan heavy tha. Aisa figure jo kisi ko bhi apna deewana bana le.

Ye baat tab ki hai, jab main 20 saal ka tha, aur wo 24 ki thi. Mujhe mummy ne unke ghar kuch samaan lene bheja. Main aise hi bina knock kiye chala gaya. Naa hi main door lock tha. Maine jaise hi Shreya ko awaaz maari, wo do minute baad ghabrayi hui aayi. Uska kurta salwar theek nahi tha, aur baal bikhre hue the. Fir wo darti hui mujhse boli-

Shreya: Haa Rohit, bolo kaise aana hua?

Me: Behan wo mummy ne kuch samaan bola tha, wo dedo.

She: Ruko, laa kar deti hu.

Uske boobs uski white kurti se saaf nazar aa rahe the, kyunki mere hisaab se wo us time masturbate kar rahi thi, aur maine jaa kar usko distrub kar diya. Uske bade-bade boobs aur chhote-chhote nipples saaf dikh rahe the.

Usne mujhe andar bulaya aur bola ki samaan leja. Jaise hi main andar gaya to dekha bedsheet bilkul crushed hui padi thi, jaise kisi ne sex kiya ho. Samaan heavy tha to usne support kiya. Isi beech uske boobs par mera hath pada, aur mera ek-dum khada ho gaya.

But main kuch nahi bola, naa hi kuch reaction diya. Fir main wapas laut aaya. Us raat maine 3 baar uske naam ki muth maari. Wo lag hi itni sexy rahi thi. Fir kuch din yun hi beete. Fir uske papa ka accident ho gaya, aur ab mujhe raat ko uske ghar rukna padta tha. Kyunki wo ghar par akeli hoti thi. Main tha bhi isi firaak mein.

Main chemist se Viagra 100 mg ki ek goli le gaya tha, ki kabhi mauka mile to sex kar lenge. Pehle din kuch nahi hua. Agle din wo kisi se phone par bahut ladayi kar rahi thi. Kareeb 8 baje jab main gaya, to wo phone cut karke rone lagi.

Maine poocha: Kya hua?

Wo boli: Kuch nahi.

Fir usne bola-

Shreya: Rohit doodh ubalne rakha hai. Dhyan rakh, kahi nikal na jaye. Main naha ke aati hu.

Main fir kitchen mein gaya, aur dudh mein viagra mila di, taaki wo aur uttejit ho jaye jab usko hath lagau. Wo kuch der baad ek t-shirt aur shorts mein baahar aayi. Usme uski gaand poori dikh rahi thi, aur chut ki line bhi. Main bilkul control nahi kar paaya. Fir usne doodh piya aur boli-

Shreya: Ye doodh acha nahi aa raha hai aaj kal. Dawayi jaisa lag raha hai.

Me: Haa lag to raha hai. Koi baat nahi so jao.

Ab hum ek hi bed pe the. Usne meri side face kiya.

Maine poocha: Shreya kya hua, breakup hua hai kya?

Wo rone lagi aur boli-

Shreya: Rohit mere Boyfriend ne mujh par cheat kiya, to maine usko chhodh diya. Ab uske paas meri photos hai. Kahin wo kuch galat na kar de.

Main bhola bana aur poocha-

Me: Photos, kaisi photos?

Shreya: Arre tumko kaise batau? Private photos Rohit.

Me: Shreya nahi aisa nahi karega wo. Main baat karunga.

Aur fir usko console karne ke chakkar mein uske sar pe hath ferta raha. Fir ek hath uske shoulder par rakha. Shayad us waqt tak viagra asar dikha chuki thi. Wo apne pair se mere pair masal rahi thi, aur meri aankhon mein dekh rahi thi. Fir usne aankhen band ki, aur mere kareeb aayi. Maine bhi mauka dekhte hue kiss kar di. Wo kaamp uthi aur boli-

Shreya: Rohit ye galat hai. Tum bhai ho mere.

Me: Shreya mat roko aaj mujhe. Us din se roz tumhe soch kar muth maar raha hu.

Aur usko kiss karne laga. Wo halka-halka moan kar rahi thi. Main uske boobs daba raha tha, aur wo mere 7 inch ke lund pe hath fer rahi thi. Fir wo boli-

Shreya: Rohit tumhara kaafi hard ho gaya hai.

Me: Baahar nikaal ke dekho.

Usne mera lund baahar nikala aur shock ho gayi.

Shreya: Rohit mere ex ka tumse chhota tha. Meri chut faad doge tum aaj.

Me: Leke dekh behan apne bhai ka lund.

Wo fir bina kuch soche mere lund ko choosne lagi. Halanki maine ye expect nahi kiya tha. Lekin jo mil raha tha maine oppose nahi kiya. Fir wo uth kar mujhe kiss karne aayi, aur apne shorts ke upar se hi chut ragadne lagi. Uske shorts poore geele ho gaye the. Wo bahut zor se moan kar rahi thi, aur main bhi horny hota jaa raha tha.

Maine uske boobs ek-ek karke achi tarah choose, aur love bites deta gaya. Uski zuban se sirf ahh Rohit umm ahh Rohit sunne ka maza kuch aur hi tha. Maine fir usko neeche litaya, aur zor-zor se kiss ki. Wo bhi bekabu hoti jaa rahi thi, aur main bhi. Fir maine apni do ungliyan uski geeli chut mein dali, aur wo kaamp uthi. Usne fir mujhe kass ke jakad liya.

Main fingering kar raha tha, aur wo siskiyon ke siwa kuch nahi kar paa rahi thi. 2 minute baad hi wo jhad gayi, aur poori bedsheet geeli kar di. Ab wo haanf rahi thi.

Me: Kya baat hai, abhi se thak gayi. Abhi to shuru bhi nahi hua.

Shreya: Nahi Rohit, tumhari ungliyon mein jaadu hai.

Ye bol kar wo mujhe kiss karne lagi. Maine uska shorts nikaal diya. Fir kiss karte-karte uski neck pe gaya. Fir boobs par aur nabhi par apni jeebh se fuck kiya usko. Wo buri tarah chilla rahi thi.

Maine uski moti jaanghon ko lick kiya, aur ek jaangh apne kandhe par rakh kar uske chhed ko khola. Fir achi tarah andar tak chaata. Itne mein usne mere muh ke andar hi jhaad diya, jiska taste mujhe kaafi acha laga.

Ab mere sabar ka baandh toot gaya tha, aur maine uski chut pe apna lund rakha. Usne bedsheet ko dono hatho se pakad liya, aur maine ek jhatke mein hi apna lund uski chut mein de diya. Wo paaglon ki tarah cheekh uthi. Ghar par hum dono hi the, to mujhe darr nahi tha.

Main bina ruke 5 minute tak sex karta raha. Wo mujhe rukne ko kehti rahi, par main kahan rukne wala tha. Chodte hue main uski clit ko bhi massage kar raha tha, aur kiss bhi kar raha tha. Fir maine usko doggy mein aane ko bola. Kya batau wo nazara kaisa tha. Itni moti gaand ahh.

Jab peeche se uski chut maar raha tha, aur gaand pe thappad maar raha tha, tab bas wo mera naam le rahi thi, aur bol rahi thi-

Shreya: Aahh Rohit, fuck me.

Us waqt ka manzar bayaan nahi ho sakta. Uske lambe baalon se usko kheech raha tha, aur chodta raha. Fir hamne 5 minute cowgirl position mein sex kiya, aur fir hum dono ek sath jhad gaye. Hum itne thak chuke the, ki nange hi so gaye.

Agle part mein main bataunga kaise maine usko subha dobara choda aur pregnant kiya. Feedback dene ke liye, ya fir Ambala ke paas koi bhabhi ya single ladki milna chaahti ho, ya partner ke sath milna chaahti ho, to email kare [email protected] par.

Hi, this is Dhruv again. Do you remember my sweet little daughter, Sheela? This part is all about how she started to spread her legs for one more teacher of hers. Shiva, her chemistry teacher, took her virginity in the college. She then started to get in bed with her brother Rohan.

However, after Rohan started to fuck his mom, my wife, Reena, his interest towards his sister was becoming low. That made me the lucky guy who I got to bang her a couple of times. Later, I learned that she was still having an affair with her teacher, not just with one.

This was really a surprise to me to know my daughter was getting fucked by two of her teachers at once. Rohan had stretched his sister’s hole with his big dick. I got this confession from Sheela later. Let me tell you what happened in detail.

Sheela was avoiding Shiva as she was getting her pussy drilled hard by her brother for the whole night. Yes, I was the reason for it. As summer began, I told her to sleep in her brother’s room on the first floor. Rohan’s room is equipped with AC and that made them happy.

They started to fuck the whole night. I used to notice their red-shot eyes in the morning. So due to that, she was not allowing Shiva to fuck her. Shiva is not a genuine teacher either. He has been drilling many other girls in the college. But Sheela losing her virginity to him was so special to him.

As all the other girls he fucked were not virgins at the time, he fucked them. So, one day, while Sheela was walking in the corridor, Shiva stopped her and asked her to follow him. Once they are in an empty classroom, Shiva starts to talk with Sheela.

“How are you, Sheela?” he asked her. “I am good sir,” Sheela responded. “You seem to be punctual to the college, not even missing the classes or the lab,” he asked her.  “Yeah, sir, I have changed,” Sheela said.

Shiva, coming closer to her, said, “After the incident in the lab, you changed?” That question triggered the incident back to Sheela, and her pussy started to get wet.

Shiva came closer and whispered in her ear, “You have changed a lot, Sheela, and your curves have become hotter. Every day when I look at you in the class, I remember your sexy moans on that day when I fucked your virgin pussy. I want to fuck it every day Sheela.”

Sheela’s breath got harder, making her boobs raise up and down, listening to his words. She, in a low voice, said, “But it was an accident, sir, and you promised that was only for once.”

But Shiva catching her hand, said, “But did you forget how I fucked you for the first time. I know you loved it to the core, which is why you confessed it to Leena.”

Sheela was stunned to know that Shiva came to know what she had said to Leena on the phone last time. “How do you know all of this, sir?” Sheela questioned.

“Do you think you are the only girl that I fuck in the college? I also drilled Leena’s both holes, and that bitch told me all when I brought up your topic a week ago. So why don’t we make a new deal? You get to use your pussy once a week in the very same lab where you lost your virginity. If not, you know I already know a lot about you, so think about what may happen. You should get eligible for the finals in my subject too,” Shiva told her and left leaving Sheela scared and confused.

But she needs a good pounding as she is not getting it from Rohan. So, at night, she texted Shiva she was ok with the deal. Shiva asked her to meet him tomorrow after the class without a bra and panties. Sheela knew if she didn’t wear a bra, her nipples would be seen, and they would jiggle as she walked.

It will make her wet, too, on the other hand. She waited till the class was over and went to the washroom. She removed her bra and panties. Placing them in her bag, covering her boobs with her bag, she walked towards the lab. She was walking past the corridor.

Akash, one of her other teachers, saw her walking towards the lab. He didn’t mind, as students usually go to collect their records after college. So he didn’t mind her going there. Shiva sir was eagerly waiting for Sheela in the lab. He was imagining how to drill her after a long time.

It’s been around 6 months since the time he fucked her pussy and took her virginity. As she entered the door, Shiva got up from the chair and rushed towards her. He went closer and asked her to put the bag down to confirm if she removed her bra and panties.

As Sheela placed her bag down, he could see her dark nipples semi-hard. It made his dick stiffen up a little more. With his forefinger, Shiva started to circle her left nipple, which made it much harder. He did the same to her right nipple till it was hard, too.

Shiva started to hold her boobs in his hand, and they no longer fit in his hands. He started to press both her boobs with his hands. It’s making Sheela leak, and her pussy juices start to drool down her sexy thighs. Shiva moaned, “Wow, they got bigger. Who is fucking you, little bitch?” he pulled her nipples and left.

“No one, sir,” Sheela said, trying very hard to control her moans. She is getting such pleasure after almost a month, and she cannot resist it. She loved it when Shiva pulled her nipples. Involuntarily Sheela reached out for Shiva’s dick and held it over his pants.

Shiva was thrilled that she was turned on. He left her boobs and raised her skirt only to touch her wet thighs. Feeling the wetness on her thighs, he lifted Sheela’s skirt and found her shaved pink pussy dripping juices. He took the drop that was flowing down her thighs with his finger.

He took that finger to her mouth and he made Sheela to lick her juice. I know you are a horny slut who needs to be banged hard. But first, let’s not waste the yummy juices that are flowing down your pussy. Shiva knelt and started to eat her wet pussy. His tongue started to explore the folds of her pussy.

Sheela could no longer hold the pleasure, and she moaned loudly. Pushing Shiva into her pussy. Sheela can no longer stand too for the pleasure that was building in her pussy. She moved back till her ass touched the table behind her for support.

As Shiva’s tongue kept going in and out of her wet cunt. Clutching his hair tight, Sheela got an orgasm after an amazing tongue fuck from Shiva. Shiva stayed between her legs, licking all the juices that were coming out of her sweet pussy. Once she tapped on his head, he got up.

Sheela is horny now, and it’s time to pay back Shiva. She knelt at his legs, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them down along with his underwear. She saw his 7 inches shaved dick leaking precum. Sheela stroked his dick, and then she started to remove her shirt.

She threw her shirt on the table and rubbed the oozing pre cum all over her hard nipples. She placed his dick between her fair boobs. His black dick was in contrast with her fair boobs. She started to move her up and down, giving him the best boob job.

Shiva was in pleasure as her young soft boobs were massaging his hard dick. Sheela started to lick the dick tip as it went closer to her mouth. All his precum coming out made it much sloppier for the dick to move freely. After a couple of minutes, Shiva pulled her up and kissed her.

He raised her left leg, and continuing the kissing, he pushed his dick tip into her pussy. Sheela is in the position of standing on one leg with her skirt around her waist. With Shiva’s dick tip piercing her tight pussy, which was not used for the past month.

Shiva caught her ass with the other hand and made sure he sent his whole dick in with the next 2-3 shots. Sheela was moaning with pain and pleasure as his dick tore her tender pussy. As Shiva started to fuck her, Sheela, too, was moving her front and back to meet his thrusts.

“Fuck Sheela, you have the best pussy in the college. My dick never felt this pleasure when I fucked others,” Shiva moaned.

“Same feel, sir. Your dick pierced my pussy, stretching it a lot. I have never been stretched this far. The fatness of your dick is no match at all. Fuck me, Sir, fuck me not once but twice a week. I want to experience this pleasure with you daily.”

Sheela’s words and moans made Shiva much hornier. He caught her hair and, pulling it back, he started to fuck her faster. He was sucking her boobs and biting her hard nipples as he did that. Sheela’s pussy juices were running down her legs like a water flow.

She is loving every bit of getting fucked by her teacher and was moaning in pleasure. Shiva pulled out his dick and pushed Sheela onto the table. Sheela’s upper body fell on the table. Shiva spread her legs and entered her from behind. He caught her waist and started to fuck her again from behind.

He leaned over her and whispered, “Do you remember Sheela? This is the very same position in which I fucked you when I took your virginity?” Sheela moaned loudly, listening to Sir’s words. Sheela said, “How can I forget, Sir? But that time, you hit my ass hard too. Today, it’s the only thing missing.”

She teased him, and that made Shiva spank both her ass hard, making them red. “Like this, Sheela,” Shiva asked, slapping her ass. “Yes, sir,” Sheela moaned. “You want them more?” Shiva questioned. “Till I cum on your dick, sir,” Sheela moaned.

Sheela submitted herself and asked him to use her turned-on Shiva more. He started to hit her ass harder and fucked her pussy. He kept pulling her hair too from behind. Both are about to reach orgasm. Then Shiva noticed her ass hole, which was dark pink. It was opening and closing as he was fucking her.

Shiva couldn’t resist pushing his thumb into her asshole. It made Sheela shiver and squirt on his dick. He felt the tightness of her ass hole, and now he placed his hands between her hands. Made her raise a little, and squeezing her boobs hard, he started to fuck her faster.

Thap, thap, thap, the sounds of his balls hitting her ass filled the room. He filled her pussy with his juices, and the sounds got low. They both fell on the table with their bodies shining with their sweat. They got separated after 15 minutes and wiped themselves with their inners.

Sheela wore her bra and panties back before leaving the lab to go home. This is how my daughter started to take her teacher’s dick in her pussy. Stay tuned for the next part, where Shiva fucked both her holes in the lab. Sheela kept on screaming in pleasure till Akash Sir caught them.

Leave your feedback on how you felt reading my daughter’s naughty adventure with her teacher to [email protected]. Keep stroking your dicks, fingering your pussies. Bye.

I was always infatuated with that girl. My 23-year-old bombshell of a sister, Sakshi. She had just come home from college on a winter break. She was wearing one of those sweaters. It highlighted the curves of her breasts, her delicious ass and her slender legs.

My parents were thrilled to have her back home, but I was mesmerized by her. She was older than me, but her innocence was palpable. It wasn’t hard to understand why. Our parents were strict and conservative. They didn’t allow Sakshi to date, even though she had a lot of offers.

I couldn’t blame guys for having a crush on her. Who wouldn’t? The first time she said she loved me, my heart jumped into my mouth. That was when I decided that she had to be mine.

I needed to know her better. I needed to know everything about her. It’s hard to get your sister to talk to you about sex. I told her that it was okay and she could tell me everything. I had her trust, and she knew that I would never judge her.

“I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’ve been too shy and shy to even think about dating. But I’ve started reading books, Sagar. I don’t know what they’re saying in them, but they make me feel funny. They make me want to touch myself, and that’s not good,” she confessed, blushing.

“I can’t stop touching myself. Sometimes I do it at home while my friends are sleeping,” she said.

I didn’t tell her that she was a dirty little slut for doing that. I just wanted to know more about her. “It’s not wrong to touch yourself. You need to release the stress somehow.”

“But it’s not just stress. It’s different now. I see guys, and I want them inside me. I want to be touched by them. I want them to fuck me,” she whispered. “I don’t know why, Sagar. The books have changed everything.”

“So why don’t you?”

“You know why. Maa and Paa wouldn’t let me. They’ve always been like this. I have to wear clothes that cover my body. I’m not allowed to date,” she complained.

So that’s why my sister was so horny. Her frustration was palpable, and I knew that I needed to do something. I started going through her phone. I read the messages she got from guys who wanted to fuck her. She was really good at rejecting them.

Then I started searching on her laptop. The first thing I found was porn. So she was watching porn? I never knew. This girl had some secret life of her own, and I had no idea about it.

The next day, I decided to confront her. “You watch porn, Didi?” I asked her.

She looked at me in horror. “How did you know?” she asked. “You’re not supposed to be on my laptop,” she reminded me.

“It was open. I couldn’t help it. I just saw,” I told her. “What’s wrong with watching porn?” I asked, making a face. “I watch it too.”

“Yeah, I know,” she told me. “You’re a guy, Sagar. You can watch porn. I’m a girl, and I don’t want to be seen as a whore. Maa and Paa would never approve.”

“Well, they can’t blame you. Since they are the ones who are stopping you from doing the real stuff.”

“Sagar, I think that’s the first time you’ve ever understood me,” she said, hugging me.

“Watching porn doesn’t satisfy me anymore. I’m horny, Sagar. I need to have sex,” she whispered, still hugging me. I could feel her breasts rubbing against my chest. It was a great feeling. I realized that this was my chance to do something about it.

I wanted to be the first guy that she had sex with. But it was a taboo. She was my sister. My blood. “We’ll figure something out, Didi,” I reassured her. I promised her that I’d help her get laid. But I couldn’t bear the idea of someone else touching her sexy curves.

I was obsessed with her, and I knew it. The obsession was getting more intense as the days went by. I was going through her laptop every day. I saw that she was watching incest porn. That’s what gave me the idea. She needed to have a taboo relationship. What’s more taboo than incest?

I made an account on Reddit and started researching. I learned that incest is normal in a lot of countries, but my conservative parents would be furious. How was I supposed to convince my sister that it was a good idea to have sex with her brother? I needed to come up with a plan.

I started dropping hints. She said that she needed to touch herself in the shower every day. She told me about her favourite porn stars. She told me how much she needed cock in her life. But she never gave me the hint that she wanted to have sex with me. That’s when I realized that I needed to push harder.

She told me that she had been chatting with a guy at college. His name was Avinash, and he was a bad boy. He wanted to hook up with her. I could see that she was turned on by his dirty talk. But she was afraid that someone would see her hanging out with that guy and inform our parents.

“What are you going to do?” I asked.

She looked at me sadly. “There’s nothing I can do, Sagar. They’ll never allow me to date. I need to be a good daughter and make them happy. My happiness isn’t important to them.”

I knew my time was limited. Once she moves out, I’ll never be able to get my hands on that perfect body. I got to work. I spent hours online, searching for a solution. I found the perfect one. I wasn’t really sure if it was true, but it could work.

All I needed to do was to tell her that we weren’t technically siblings. We weren’t biologically related. That meant that there would be no weirdness. She would still be my sister, but we could have sex without any guilt. It seemed like the perfect idea. I had to execute it, though.

“Didi, can we talk?” I asked one day. I sat her down, and I started telling her everything. “Remember how maa and paa always said that we didn’t look alike? Remember how everyone always commented on it?”

“Well, there’s a reason,” I began. “I found it out. I did a DNA test. I’m not your brother.”

Her reaction was priceless. Her eyes widened, and she sat there for a long time, staring at me. “Are you serious?” she asked.

“Yes, Didi. I’m serious. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this earlier. I didn’t know how to. I was afraid,” I said, pretending to be sad.

“It’s alright, Sagar. It’s not your fault,” she told me, rubbing my head. “So we’re not related?” she asked, still confused.

I showed her the results. “No. I’m not your blood,” I lied.

“So you’re adopted?” she asked me.

I nodded, letting her believe the lie. “I am,” I confessed. “So, technically, you’re not my sister.”

“Technically, no,” she agreed. “But for me, you’ll always be my brother.”

I was close. She needed a push. I got up and hugged her tight. “I love you, Didi.” She hugged me back. “I love you too, Sagar,” she said. “You’ll always be my little brother.”

“You’ll always be my hot older sister,” I replied. I didn’t mean to say that, but it came out of my mouth automatically. She looked at me, shocked.

“Didi, I’m sorry. It slipped out,” I apologized, feeling embarrassed.

She giggled. “I guess now I’m not your sister. Now you can talk to me like those guys in college,” she teased me.

I realized that it was my opportunity. “Do you want me to?” I asked, looking at her with hunger. “I’ve been thinking about it a lot, Didi,” I told her, letting her know my intentions.

She smiled at me. “Let’s talk about it later, Sagar. We’re not in a good headspace right now,” she said. Then she went to her room and shut the door.

I was in agony. I wanted to fuck her so bad, but I didn’t even know if she would let me. She didn’t say no, but she didn’t say yes. She wanted to talk about it later. That gave me hope. I knew she wanted me. She just needed to be convinced that it was all right.

I gave her space for a few days and waited for her to come back to me. Then we started talking again, and I was the first one to bring it up.

“Didi, I want to talk about something. Do you remember that day when I said something about you being hot?” I asked her. “I feel really bad for saying that,” I apologized.

“No, Sagar. Don’t be stupid,” she assured me. “If we aren’t siblings, then it’s okay to find each other hot,” she reminded me.

“I know. But I didn’t want to be too forward,” I said. “But Didi, if you want me to, I can treat you like those boys at college,” I told her again.

She smiled. “Maybe I want you to,” she replied.

It was a start. Now that I knew that she was interested, I started flirting with her. We flirted for days, but it didn’t go beyond that. I kept waiting for her to make the first move. I knew it was too big a step for her to take, but I wanted to know that she truly wanted me to fuck her.

She hugged me every night and gave me kisses. We cuddled in her bed as she told me all about her day, but the kisses never turned dirty. I needed them to turn dirty.

One night, she was lying on her stomach, talking to me about her day. I noticed that her skirt was lifted. She was wearing a black thong, and her ass was delicious.

I imagined my cock in her pussy for a second and then pushed the image out of my mind. She would freak out if she knew I was thinking about that.

“Didi, you look sexy tonight,” I said, running a finger down her back. She smiled and looked at me. I saw something in her eyes that gave me the courage to do what I wanted. I put my hand on her ass and squeezed it. “Really sexy,” I whispered in her ear.

She froze. Then she pushed my hand away. “Sagar, what are you doing?” she asked, confused.

I shrugged, looking at her innocently. “We’re not related,” I reminded her. “So it’s not wrong.”

She nodded and stood up. “It’s wrong, Sagar. What if someone walks in on us?” she asked, scolding me.

“We’re home alone. You’ve got to learn to let go, Didi,” I whispered, holding her waist and pulling her to me. She struggled, but I held her tight. I looked at her and saw that she was panting. My cock was hard, and I pressed it against her body. She gasped when she felt it. “Fuck,” she whispered.

I rubbed my cock on her and then let her go. “Sorry, Didi. I didn’t mean to get hard,” I lied, looking at her. She smiled at me and then pushed me away.

I knew she was lying. She wanted my cock, and I was going to make sure she got it.

I had to get her comfortable. So, I started pushing the boundaries a little more every day. She never got angry at me. Instead, she always laughed and told me that I was bad. But every day, she allowed me to be a little bit bolder than the last day.

One day, I caught her changing. She was taking off her shirt when I walked in. She tried covering up her big tits with her hands, but it was too late. I had seen them. They were perfect tits, and my cock got hard at the sight of them.

“Sagar!” she shrieked. “Get out!”

“I’m sorry,” I apologized, laughing. “I didn’t mean to walk in. It was an accident.”

“It wasn’t an accident, you pervert!” she accused me, laughing. Then she looked at me and smiled. “They’re only boobs, Sagar. You’ve seen them before,” she reminded me.

I blushed and turned away from her. “They look good, though,” I confessed.

She giggled and then said, “You’re bad, Sagar.”

The next day, she was lying on the couch, changing her clothes. She asked me if she looked hot in her dress, and I told her that she looked fucking delicious in it. She giggled and said that I was a horny boy.

The next few days, I was getting closer to my goal. She wasn’t pushing me away anymore. Instead, she was encouraging me to go further. She was touching me more and holding me tighter. We were spending more time together, and her hands were on my body more often.

To be continued.

After that first fuck in Rahul’s home, we did the same few times. I had gone on outstation. When I returned, it was the weekend. In the evening, after returning from a trip, I received a call from Ananya.

Her voice was sultry and inviting as she had been recently, like that. “Hey, dear! How was your trip?”

“It was good, but I missed you,” I replied.

“Why don’t you come over? I could use some company,” she suggested playfully.

I felt a rush of excitement. “Absolutely, I’ll be there after dinner.”

I arrived at Ananya’s home. Rahul opened the door, and he greeted me. “Hey, mate! How’s it going?” I asked Rahul and greeted him. “I am fine. How have you been?” his tone was casual, but his eyes had a hint of tension seeing me.

“Doing well! Just got back,” I replied. I was trying to keep the mood light.

Ananya appeared from the kitchen; her hair cascaded down to her lower shoulders. Yes, her hair was grown a bit after Arya cut it down forcefully. She washed her hands and came to me, “Nikhil! You made it!” she exclaimed.

Ananya wrapped her hands in my arms. Her touch was a familiar thrill for me, of being so close to Ananya while her husband, Rahul was just a few feet away.

Once we were alone in the bedroom, I wasted zero time. I pulled Ananya close and kissed her deeply. Ananya responded to me eagerly. Her hands were tangling in my hair.

“God, I’ve missed this a lot,” she said to me. She was breathlessly from kissing.

I smiled at her. “Me too. It’s like we’re…”. Just then, we heard a knock on the door. It was Rahul, who else? He was standing outside with an uncertain look on his face.

Ananya went there and opened the door, “Now what?” Ananya asked, shouting at him. “Um… is everything okay in there?” Rahul asked us hesitantly.

Ananya acted like chuckled and replied, “Just fine! Go now, and don’t disturb us”. Saying this, Ananya was closing the door. Rahul thudded a door and spoke, “Wait! Wait, Ananya, Can I… can I come inside?” Rahul was asking shyly.

Ananya replied to him with a hopeless expression, “Are you mad? Stupid! Why don’t you watch some TV or something? Go now.”

Rahul replied, “Please, let me come, please.”

Ananya looked at me with a playful smile. But before she said anything, I responded, “You want to watch us? You really think you can handle it?”

Rahul hesitated but finally nodded. “I promise I won’t disturb you.”

“Alright then,” Ananya said with a laugh, and she opened the door wider for him to enter. Rahul stepped into the room. He stood awkwardly by the door as Ananya and I resumed our intimate moments and kisses.

“Look at him. He’s so eager to see what happens next.” Ananya said playfully while gesturing towards Rahul.

Nikhil stared at Rahul and asked him teasingly, “You’re really okay with this?”

“I just want to be here… I won’t get in the way,” Rahul replied quietly. His cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.

Ananya leaned closer to Nikhil and whispered into my ear, “Maybe we should give him a little show.”

My eyebrow rose. I was so much interested in her suggestion. “What do you have in mind?”

Ananya turned to Rahul and commanded him, “How about you sit over there on the chair and watch us? Just don’t make any noise.”

Rahul nodded to her slowly and sat on the edge of a chair that was placed across from the bed. As soon as Rahul settled in, Ananya stepped into bed. With eager hands, I pulled her panty out.

I directed my head closer to her pussy. My mouth was watering with the thought of licking it. As I began moving my tongue over her clit, the flavour of her pussy filled in my mouth. “Mmm,” Ananya started moaning softly.

Each lick was sending waves of pleasure through Ananya. I liked every moment. I took another long lick. The combination of sweat on pussy and little water came was no less than heaven to taste. I was feeling a rush of pleasure washing over me continuously.

“Umm, incredible! Keep doing,” Ananya moaned to me. Nearby, Rahul was watching it with a fit of jealousy. Till that Rahul was also hard, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick from there.

Ignoring Rahul’s silent jealousy, I leaned in closer and continued to lick her pussy. My hands were holding her thighs, and I kept them parted apart. The cold pussy, at first, was now converting to warmer.

“Emm, so good,” Ananya was letting her out soft moans. Rahul seemed clearly humiliated by my unabashed enjoyment. “Ah, hubby, you’ll never be this good,” Ananya teased lightly to Rahul without breaking our rhythm.

“Ah, enjoy your moment, dear,” Rahul said with a forced smile, but there was no hiding of jealousy in his voice. In those teasing moments, Ananya began begging more urgently. I lost myself in licking pussy.

Ananya grabbed my hair, “Right there… That’s the spot. Don’t stop,” she moaned. And Ananya cum, a lot on my face. My face was still in between her thighs, fully wet now from her water. She tried to close her parted legs, but I kept holding it and continued licking.

Ananya was shivering to my licks; she was in joy. She released some more water, my whole upper body got bathed. Rahul was noticing every detail; his hand was on his dick.

“Do you like watching this?” Ananya teased Rahul. “I… I don’t know,” Rahul replied. He was clearly embarrassed but also was unable to look away from the scene.

“Come on! You can admit it. It’s exciting to see me with someone else,” Ananya laughed lightly.

“You know he loves this,” I replied to her comment and kissed down her neck.

Rahul hesitated but finally nodded again. “Yeah… it does.”

“Let’s give him something really special,” Ananya suggested looking at me. I was lying in bed. Ananya took her position. Ananya sat on top. She arched her body and kept her pussy opening on my dick.

She sat on it and began riding. The creaking sound was coming from the bed and Ananya began enjoying that ride. Her boobs were bouncing with each thrust. Her hair was flowing like a waterfall of silk with that bounce.

After Ananya rode my dick for some time, I grabbed her from my waist. I flipped her onto her back. I made our position in classic missionary. I held my dick and directed it to her pussy.

“Look at him. He can’t take his eyes off us!” Ananya teased breathlessly in between.

I entered my dick into pussy from above now and started my moves on her. Ananya just got an orgasm from licking, and now after riding my dick, she had sweated quite a lot. As always, I liked smelling her from that close. Her sweat was sticking to me as we continued.

The sound of my thighs slapping on her body made Rahul’s face dull. He seemed to be struggling with his emotions. Ananya noticed him and smiled naughtily. “Oh, fuck cum baby,” she moaned.

As I was on the point of climax, I spoke loudly to grab Rahul’s attention. “Can I cum in your pussy babes?” Ananya responded immediately and was naughty. “Yeah, yes, yes,”

I continued my words in a teasing mood. “Who will raise the child then?”

Ananya replied in mocking, “My lovely husband, of course.”

Rahul spoke up while sucking his cock, “Ahh, I am so fucked…”

With a few last intense and satisfying thrusts, I cummed inside pussy. As Ananya felt my cum inside, she said, “Oh fuck, cum baby, hmmmm”. I spurted into her and remained lying on top of her in the same position.

Looking at Rahul’s innocent face, Ananya said, “Relax, hubby. We were only teasing.”

After I cummed, I was resting in bed. Rahul, who had been sitting in a chair, stood up and approached Ananya. His eyes were filled with excitement. In his excitement, Rahul attempted to press Ananya’s boobs, but she did not have it.

She was in a full mood that day. She shouted at him but with a firm and playful touch. “Boobs! Silly. Do you really deserve them? Have my feet today,” Ananya said to Rahul.

“What?” Rahul paused. Ananya had clearly taken back his request.

Ananya’s mood made her more adventurous. She brought up a pair of dupattas and went to tie Rahul. “Ananya, I can’t,” Rahul tried to resist.

“Come on! Don’t be shy! Tell us how much you want me,” Ananya urged him playfully.

Ananya tied Rahul’s hand to the pole of the bed where the mosquito net was usually tied. Then, she tied her left hand, too. Rahul stood there with his hands tied, facing towards the bed.

“Sorry, my hubby, you can’t fuck this lovely pussy today. Your dick is so small for it,” Ananya teased Rahul again.

“I want you… so much…Ananya,” Rahul finally admitted quietly, but he was embarrassed.

Ananya talked to me, suggesting more adventure. “Now, let’s show my hubby exactly what he’s missing.” She said this while playing with her boobs in front of Rahul. In between, Ananya was sensually caressing herself.

Rahul was watching all that. He was humiliated, but he also had desires for Ananya. His eyes were fixed on Ananya’s body when Ananya showed him the show of her hotness.

Seeing Ananya’s teasing, my dick became hard again. Ananya noticed and smiled at me naughtily. “That’s real, nice erect dick, Nikhil. How do you feel showing it to my ass now?” she asked me.

I replied roughly, “Get ready to see your ass go boom!”

I pulled Ananya to the bed and made her get into a puppy. Her face was towards Rahul. I knelt behind her and aligned my body with hers. I started fucking her from behind. Ananya’s moans were loud and clear.

Ananya’s body was bending in different directions with each thrust. She was pleasuring but in pain. Still, she was wanting my dick deeper. Rahul watched. He was tied to the bed, unable to move or intervene.

While I continued to fuck, Rahul’s dick was dripping with cum, and suddenly he spoke, “Ahh!”. He spurts towards Ananya unconsciously, only by watching me fucking his wife. The spurt barely missed Ananya’s face and fell on the bedsheet.

Ananya said in the middle of the moans, “Oops, hubby, you are a true loser.” Rahul spoke up. He was despaired of cumming from watching us. “I am fucked up. I don’t know what to do.”

Ananya’s response was cold. “Don’t worry, hubby. You’ll get used to it.” While stroking Ananaya, I joined Ananya in humiliating Rahul, “Yes, Rahul, you’re learning to enjoy this, aren’t you?”

Ananya laughed softly while moaning and replied. “Oh, yes. He’s learning it fast.”

I pulled out my dick and stroked it hard above Ananya’s ass. I finally released my cum on her buttocks. As I was enjoying that satisfaction with catching my breath, I said. “This is amazing, my love”.

Ananya nodded to me. “This amazingness will always be there with you, dear.”

That’s how our night concluded, and this was our reality now, a complex, erotic relationship between me and Ananya. And we both were happy to be trapped in it, in this unusual drama.

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