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It was 8 AM. It was foggy.

Sanjay and I were having a walk around the farmhouse. Even though we slept pretty late at night, we still woke up early. Maybe it was the place, or maybe it was the climate.

Lucky: I hope you enjoyed your reward last night.

Sanjay: Amazing. I am still wondering how Saleem Chacha managed to get hold of such a sexy wife.

Lucky: Do not underestimate him.

Sanjay: Yes, bro, I won’t. But may I ask one question?

Lucky: Sure, go ahead!

Sanjay: Since when has all this been going on? I mean Saleem Chacha and Shabnam Chachi?

Lucky: It’s a story for another time, brother. All you need to know for now is what happens on the second floor and stays on the second floor. Never mention it to anyone.

Sanjay: Yes, bro, I swear!

Lucky: Good!

After walking for another 500 meters, Sanjay once again asked,

Sanjay: Hey, one more thing, may I ask?

Lucky: Sure, go ahead!

Sanjay: Last night, I heard a car engine sound after I left from the second floor. Did you go outside?

Lucky: No.

After a moment of silence, I continued,

Lucky: I asked Saleem Chacha to take care of something. It must be him.

Sanjay: Oh, okay.

We were almost around the corner to reach the farmhouse,

Sanjay: So, what’s the plan for today?

I looked at my watch, and with a simple smile, I said,

Lucky: Home, we are going back!

Sanjay: Today?

Lucky: Yes!

After that, we went back to the farmhouse. We all freshened up and got ready for our departure. I had already booked the tickets late at night in advance. We had breakfast. The entire time Sanjay was staring at Shabnam’s ass.

Nisha noticed Sanjay but did not say anything. Instead, she focused on Roshini and me. She talked about everything she wants to do the next time she visits back.

After breakfast, Sanjay started loading our bags into the car. Nisha and Roshini had already made themselves comfortable in the car. I stayed back in the farmhouse with Shabnam. I gave her a thick stash of 500 Rs notes and kissed her on her lips.

She asked me to return soon, and I promised her I would, after which I left. Saleem Chacha came with us to drop us at the airport. He was the one driving. Sanjay was sitting with him in the front seat. I took the seat between the two hot ladies at the back.

Throughout the road, we talked, and sometimes I flirted with both of them and grabbed their asses whenever I felt like grabbing them. Finally, we reached the airport. Therefore, our small trip came to an end.

Once we were back home, I stopped giving monetary support to Sanjay, and he had to go back to his boring work. It’s not that I cannot support him or give him a job in one of my companies. I do not want to mix my personal and professional things.

I had already spent a substantial amount of money to achieve my goal. Now, it was time to cut unnecessary costs. While Sanjay was at the office, I used to go to his house and train Nisha on their marital bed. I purchased a professional camera to record all our training sessions.

Initially, Nisha was very shy, but slowly and steadily, she started to make seductive faces and perform in front of the camera.

I also got myself 2 pen drives. Every day, I hand over the recordings of previous sex sessions to Nisha and take back the pen drive I gave her the previous day. Later at night, she used to hand over the pen drive to Sanjay with her own hands.

From the day we returned from the trip, Nisha did not allow Sanjay to touch her. It had been 4 months since we came back from the trip. Nisha was a different person. I gave her money to join a yoga class, and because of that, her body got well-toned.

She started to wear a deep-cut blouse, which used to expose her white milky boobs. She started wearing her saree below her navel, exposing her white smooth tummy. She became one of the hottest Bhabhi in her area. Her life also took a 360 turn.

I started sending a lot of money to her family every month. So their standard of life had improved quite a lot. On the other hand, Sanjay was miserable. Initially, Sanjay used to call me up, and we used to have a threesome with Roshini.

Sometimes I used to allow Sanjay to spend time with Roshini alone while I trained his slutty wife at home. But soon, Roshini was not enough for him. He called and asked me if we could do what we did last night at the farmhouse. I was happy he called, so I started arranging sessions at my house.

I used to give him time to come to my house. I had prepared one of the rooms at my house with red neon lights to give him the exact feeling he had on the last night at the farmhouse. When he arrived at my house, he found me and a woman sitting on the bed with a black mask covering her eyes and ears.

There used to be a gag in her mouth. It ensured she could not speak and keep her mouth open like at the farmhouse. Sanjay used to get crazy over her and fuck her like an animal. This went on for quite some time until the videos of Nisha started to twist his mind.

He wanted to see those expressions while he fucks her. It was about time to fulfil my promise to Nisha to put Sanjay on a leash and make Nisha her master. Finally, today, 4 months after our holiday trip, he called me to ask for a favour.

Sanjay: Hey brother

Lucky: Hello, brother.

Sanjay: Good time to talk?

Lucky: I… haa… I was in the middle of something, but yes, tell me.

Sanjay: I just wanted to talk to you.

Lucky: Wait… hold on… you know what? Let’s have a video call.

Sanjay: Now? I am at the office.

Lucky: Grab your earphones and get someplace private. I will call in 5 minutes.

Sanjay: Wait.

Before Sanjay could complete his sentence, I disconnected his call. After around 5 minutes, I made a video call to him. Sanjay picked up the call almost immediately. He was wearing earphones and was inside some room. At the other end, I was shirtless.

Sanjay: Where are you, man?

Lucky: Where do you think I am? I am at your place, bro

Sanjay: Huh.What?

Lucky: Wait… Let me show you.

Saying that I flipped the camera, after which the expression on Sanjay’s face was priceless. On the mobile screen, he saw a woman in a missionary position holding onto her legs, ensuring they were widespread. Her hair was loose and was all over the bed.

She was wearing little makeup, just enough to highlight her natural beauty. Her skin was white like milk. It looked so smooth that it would make you wonder how it would feel to touch it. She was wearing red lipstick, which was making her juicy lips irresistible.

Tiny drops of sweat can be seen all over her body, highlighting her well-toned tummy. Her whole body was shining, which was making her irresistible. The bedsheet beneath her ass was wet, indicating she had climaxed multiple times.

Her eyes rolled up, and her expression was enough to make any man go crazy. A thick hard dick was continuously pumping her swollen pink pussy. With each thrust of the dick, her boobs were continuously juggling, seeing which all you wanted to do was suck on the hard brown nipples.

It was Nisha.

Lucky: Hey, Bhabhi… say hi to your husband.

*Uahh*Uahh*Uahh*

She was lost in the pleasure. She was making faces she had never made before with Sanjay. I grabbed one of her nipples between my thumb and index finger and gave it a tight pinch, which brought her back to reality.

Lucky: Look here, Bhabhi… say hi to your husband.

Even after hearing her husband was on the call, she still didn’t care. All she wanted to do was enjoy the pounding I was giving to her dripping wet pussy.

Nisha: Hahh… Hahh. Hii… husband

Her face looked very slutty when she said these words. On the other hand, Sanjay was speechless, and all I could see in his eyes was how much he wanted to devour his wife.

Lucky: Ask him if he had lunch.

She was again lost in pleasure. I once again squeezed her nipples.

Lucky: I said to ask him if he had lunch.

Nisha: Did… did you… had… lunch?

While she was speaking, I pinched her clitoris.

Lucky: Hey, Sanjay, give me a minute. Bhabhi seems to be on edge. Just give me 2 minutes.

I placed the phone on the table near the bed, turned the front camera on, and ensured he could see us both. I immediately placed my lips on her juicy lips and started to suck on them while moving my hips faster and harder. She was moaning right into my mouth.

I pounded her pussy for another few minutes. I could feel her pussy tightening on her thick hard dick, indicating she was about to cum. I synced my movements with her and made sure my dick was pushed deep inside her before I unloaded my love batter deep inside her.

We kept holding each other for another few minutes, after which she finally let go of me. I stood up, grabbed my phone, and moved near Nisha’s head.

Lucky: Clean it properly while I talk to your husband.

Nisha started to clean my dick with her tongue.

Lucky: Hey, sorry for that… she can be wild sometimes. You must already know.

Sanjay embarrassedly smiled at me and said.

Sanjay: I… I wanted to talk with you.

Lucky: Yes, brother, tell me.

Sanjay: Is Nisha still there?

Lucky: Yes, she is. Give me a second. Bhabhi, go clean yourself.

After that, Nisha just stood up and left. Once I heard the door closing, I continued,

Lucky: Yes, she is now in the bathroom.

I couldn’t complete my sentence before, so Sanjay cut me off.

Sanjay: I want to have sex with Nisha

Lucky: Okay

Sanjay: Please, brother. She won’t allow me to touch her whenever I am alone. Can you do something?

Lucky: Bro, she has her own free will. I cannot do anything about it. You need to talk with her.

Sanjay: Please bro… I am requesting you…

I gave a long pause, after which I continued,

Lucky: Okay, meet me at my apartment. Roshini is out of town, so it’s just me. I will take Nisha with me to my place, okay?

Sanjay: Yes, bro, thanks.

*beep*beep*

The phone got disconnected. While I was scrolling through my phone, Nisha walked in. I looked at her, and the only thought that popped into my head was Man, she is just gorgeous with or without clothes. Looking at me and checking her out, she giggled and jumped on me.

Nisha: Why are you making that face? You know I am all yours, correct?

Lucky: I do.

Nisha: Thank you for everything.

Lucky: What are you talking about?

Nisha: Papa called and told me the problem with my elder sister is resolved. Her husband agreed to a divorce. I do not know how you did it, but I know you did!

Lucky: I just did what I promised.

Nisha giggled and pressed her perky boobs on my chest.

Lucky: On the topic of promises. I think it is about time to fulfil one more.

Nisha: Which promise are you talking about?

Lucky: Sanjay…

Nisha did not say anything for a while and then continued.

Nisha: Thank you

*Evening 6 PM*

I knew sooner or later, Sanjay would call me and beg me to convince Nisha to fuck her. He wanted to see those expressions she was making for me. He does not want to fuck a sex doll anymore.

After the call with Sanjay, I drove Nisha to my apartment. This was the first time Nisha came to my apartment. Within the last few months, a lot of things have happened. I told Nisha the truth. Well, that is not all the truth, but most parts.

I skipped the part where Roshini was a prostitute who was in love with me and was my slave. I told her how Roshini, Sanjay, and I enjoyed threesomes. Sanjay tried to go behind my back and take Roshini away from me. He sent me her naked images to show off. I made a plan to take her away from him.

Initially, Nisha was disturbed by knowing all this. But, after thinking it through for some time, she realized that Sanjay got what he deserved for trying to be over-smart. She was happy that I told her the truth—the plan, which started with a deception, ended with her falling in love with me.

Also, the part where I helped her family was a bonus point, which helped cool her head faster. I never invited her to my apartment for a reason. It was fun fucking her on her marital bed. It was a different thrill.

But today was different. We needed a quiet place to make as much noise as possible. After arriving at my apartment, Nisha went through every room. She was very excited to see such a luxurious place.

Lucky: Hey Nisha

Yes, Nisha. I started to call her by her first name whenever we were alone.

Nisha: Huh. yes

Lucky: That room you are checking out. It’s yours

Nisha: Wait… what?

Lucky: Yes, you can call this place yours. You can come and leave anytime you want.

Saying that I walked towards her, grabbed her hands and placed an extra key I had prepared in advance on her palm. Her eyes started to get numb.

Lucky: Hey, that’s not it, there is more.

Saying that I put my hands in my pants pocket, pulled out a small box and placed it on her hand. When she opened the box, her face lit up. It was a gold chain with a beautiful butterfly pendant.

Nisha: It’s… It’s beautiful!

Lucky: It is my brand.

Nisha: Brand?

Lucky: Yes… brand!

I grabbed her hands and walked her to the living room, where we sat.

Lucky: Nisha, you are not the first woman to submit to me, nor will you be the last. I hope you understand this.

Nisha did not say anything. After a pause, I continued,

Lucky: This is my brand. It is custom-made out of gold. I only give it to women who have submitted themselves to me.

Nisha was still quietly listening to me.

Lucky: You may have noticed that Roshini and Shabnam Chachi have the same pendant.

After hearing Shabnam’s name, Nisha was shocked, but she kept quiet.

Lucky: That’s who I am. Can you accept me with these conditions?

Nisha was quiet for some time, then walked out to the balcony, and after around 30 minutes, she returned. What she said next surprised me.

Nisha: Before you, I used to live my life in constant fear. I always worried about my family and society. Scared of Sanjay. So, I did what any woman would do: COMPROMISE!

After a pause, she continued,

Nisha: But now things are different. You changed me. You took all my troubles and my worries away. You own me!

Nisha smiled and put the chain around her neck.

Nisha: I am yours, and I do not mind you adding more women to your harem. Just make sure to make time for myself.

The main door opened. We held each other in arms, and Sanjay walked in. If it was the old Nisha, she would have jumped and started explaining to Sanjay that it was not how it looked. But she is not the old Nisha anymore. She is mine, and the golden butterfly she is wearing is proof of that.

Sanjay: Hey guys…

Lucky: Hello brother

Nisha and I sat beside each other while Sanjay took the sofa chair before us. It was very quiet. The silence was even making me uncomfortable.

Lucky: Let me grab you a beer, Sanjay.

I got up and tried to leave the room, but Sanjay stopped me,

Sanjay: Bro… I need to stay… can you… please?

Without saying anything else, I just sat quietly. It was Nisha who broke the silence first.

Nisha: So what is this all about Sanjay?

Sanjay: I… I am sorry, Nisha.

Nisha: Sorry? Sorry for what, exactly?

Sanjay: For ignoring you, for being an asshole.

Nisha: What do you want, Sanjay?

Sanjay: I wanted to… I mean… can things go back to the way it was before?

Nisha: Before? You mean like the time you will curse me and treat me like some slave? Do you want me to be the person who you can fuck and leave anytime you want? Is that what you want?

Sanjay: I… I am sorry, Nisha… I mean it!

Nisha: Sorry, Sanjay, things cannot return to how they were before. I have submitted it to Lucky. I belong to him. You see this golden butterfly. I have willingly accepted to wear his brand.

Sanjay was shocked. He looked towards me.

Nisha: But you know what, I forgive you.

Sanjay: Huh.!

Nisha: Not because you are my husband. I forgive you because you introduced me to Lucky.

Sanjay was quiet and did not say anything,

Nisha: Things cannot go back to how they were before. It will be as I want, and you will accept it.

Nisha paused for a moment, and then she continued,

Nisha: You are my husband, and Lucky here is the person I love and belong to.

Lucky: That’s enough, Nisha. Show him some respect. After all, he is your husband.

Nisha: If you say so, my love.

Lucky: Sanjay, I have already spoken with Nisha, and she will continue to be your wife. She will also allow you to have sex with her. But there is a condition.

Sanjay: Condition? What condition?

Lucky: You are only allowed to touch her when she allows you. If she asks you to lick her, you will lick. If she asks you to kiss her, only then you will kiss. In short, she wants you to obey her every command. Can you do that?

Sanjay thought for a moment, and then he said,

Sanjay: Yes, yes, I can.

Lucky: Then let’s seal the deal.

I grabbed Nisha’s hand, stood up, and placed my lips on hers. After kissing me, she looked at Sanjay and moved closer. Sanjay had kissed her multiple times in the past, but today, she was different. I had taught her a lot of skills that she had just used.

After the kiss, I asked Nisha to go to my bedroom and prepare herself. Without saying a word, she immediately walked to my bedroom.

Sanjay: Thank you, brother.

Lucky: No worries. I told you I would grant all your darkest desires and always keep my promises.

Sanjay: Hmm

Lucky: Something is on your mind? Say it!

Sanjay: Nah… nothing…

I knew what was going through his head. So, I insisted.

Lucky: What is it?

Sanjay: I am just wondering. The way Nisha reacted, it felt like she had never done a threesome.

I kept quiet for some time, after which I answered his question,

Lucky: Yes, it is her first time.

Sanjay was a little shocked. I was pretty sure this raised more questions than answering them.

Sanjay: Then, who was at the farmhouse? And all this time with you and me?

Lucky: Do you want to talk about it right now? Or shall we focus on what we have in my bedroom?

Sanjay looked at me and then immediately replied,

Sanjay: Lead the way… Brother…

I did not say anything and just smiled at him. I walked to the drawer near the television and pulled a small bottle with small brown pills.

Lucky: Before we go. here, take one of these

Sanjay: What is that?

Lucky: An ayurvedic Viagra. We do not want the night to end in a few hours now, do we?

Sanjay picked up the little brown pill and gulped it down without hesitation.

Sanjay: You never told me you had something like this with you.

Lucky: This is very expensive and difficult to come by, brother. It is only for some very special occasions.

After that, I placed the bottle where it was before and started moving towards the bedroom. Sanjay was right behind me.

To be continued

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Hi all. First of all, let me explain myself first here –

My age is 21, and I am a slim guy with brown skin, and I am somewhat fair (which I believe). I have a 6″ dick, and I don’t have bigger boobs or a big ass. But I love sissy pornography and I’ve been reading a lot of sissy transformation stories on this site as well. I even tried wearing bras and panties a couple of times. And I wank my cock to sissy porn or stories most of the time now.

This story happened just a week ago when I was writing this story. And the main reason that incident happened is this same site where you are reading my story. Which is why I’m writing this story here. Even though I read a lot of stories on this site, not even a single time I imagined I would write a story here because I hate fake made-up stories. Even on this site, I find some fake stories, which is such a mood for me.

So, I was heading to Chennai from my hometown after the holidays. I booked an AC sleeper in a private bus, which is a side-upper where we can get a single seat so that we will be alone. As soon as I boarded my bus I watched some series. After some time, I had this kinky thought to read a sissy story and began to read one on this very site.

After some time, I got so aroused that I needed to submit myself to anyone at that instant. I had closed my screen tight so that no one could see what I was doing in my bed on that bus.

After some time, the bus stopped at around 2’o clock for refreshment. I stepped down the bus and was stretching my arms and legs and that’s when I met my school classmate with whom I was in the same class in my 8th grade. She recognized me easily, and we had a good talk for 5-10 minutes. Then my bus started, so I told her bye and told her that I would text her on Instagram. Only at that time I realized that we were on the same bus. Till then, we didn’t know we were on the same bus.

I asked for her seat number, which was the seat behind me. When I said, “This is my seat,” her face changed.

I asked her: What’s wrong?

She said: Nothing.

We occupied our seats and the bus started. But I had doubts that she could have seen me reading sex stories on this site; that’s why her face changed when she came to know my seat. I even checked if the screen was blocking my phone or not, and I took a peep through the screen and saw her. It seemed like she was asleep.

After 30 minutes, a ding sound popped up on my phone – a message from her that said, “I know what you were reading.” It shocked me at first. I had no guts to look at her face, but then I realized she could have thought that I was reading a normal sex story, not a sissy story.

I was panicking and didn’t know whether I should reply to her or ignore the message. Meanwhile, another message popped up saying, “It’s okay, don’t fear, I will not tell anyone”. I didn’t know what to do; another message followed saying, “I, too, have some kinky fantasies like wearing strapon and fucking a man.”

Till then, I was panicking. But after that message, I was in shock. It felt like I was in my dream or some kind of porn. I was still terrified and took my phone and replied to her, “I only read stories, nothing more than that.” She replied, “Yeah, I too have no experience, just some kinky thoughts.”

Another message popped, saying, “I’m not going to force you. If you too want to explore some fantasies of yours and mine, come to my apartment tomorrow with me, or if you don’t want anything just ignore this message.” I kept thinking about it. I was terrified and, at the same time, felt like I should try it out with her. I checked the time it was 3:15 am. Out of nowhere, I replied to her saying, “It should be a one-time thing and it should be a secret”

She replied right away, saying, “Of course, we’re going to enjoy life like in heaven tomorrow.” The next message came, saying, “Sleep well for at least 2 hours for tomorrow (with a wink emoji).”

The next morning, I was sleeping well on the bus, and I got a call. I checked the time, it was 5 am and it was her. I then picked it up and she said, “Get down with me now.” I told her, “It’s not my stop.” She then asked me, “Did you forget about yesterday?” (Yeah I actually forgot while sleeping) I replied, “Oh no, yeah, I will get down.”

I then got down with her 2 stops before my stop. We booked a cab and got to her apartment in that cab. It was 6:30 am when we reached her apartment and I thought we were going to have sex or she was gonna fuck my ass. I had a lot of things in my mind. But I was not sure what was going to happen. She just said, “I’m tired, and I bet you are tired too, so let’s take a good nap, and then we can have fun.” I was also so tired without having proper sleep that night, so I agreed and we both slept together in her bed.

Now let me explain about her – she is dark in color, but she is pretty, and she wears spectacles. She has a nicely shaped ass, and her boobs are “Oh god,” it’s such a nice one. She is taller than me, and of course, she is stronger than me. It does not look like she is a 21-year-old girl. She looks like a 30-year-old aunty but has a pretty face even though she’s black.

I lost touch with her after my 8th grade; we exchanged our numbers just that night. She woke me up, and I woke up and saw her right next to me, lying in the same bed.

She said: It is already late. Go get brushed and take a bath. (And also she said) We need to go do some shopping.

I knew what was coming. I got up and brushed my teeth and took a bath. She, too, got ready in the meantime, and when I checked the time, it was 6 pm. I was amazed we were sleeping for 12 hours straight.

She took her scooter and we went shopping. Then only I knew there was a sex toy shop in Chennai. I was afraid to go into that shop feeling embarrassed, so I waited outside, and she went into that shop and returned after around 30 minutes. We went to a dress shop where we bought some bras, panties, skirts and tops for me. After that, we returned to her home.

Then she did makeup for me and applied lipstick, eyeliner, and all. She made me wear a wig, which she bought from the sex toy shop, it seems, and then made me wear my bra, panty, and those skirts and tops. After that, she took me in front of the mirror. I was awestruck and overwhelmed. I felt like a real girl and I was so pretty in that cute little dress.

She then took her phone and tried to take a picture of me. I denied it right away. She agreed and put the phone aside (in a standing position ). Like all the stories I secretly needed her to record this.

Then she started to kiss me with all my makeup and lipstick. She slapped my ass and made me kneel and she undressed herself. For the first time, I saw someone naked in front of me. Her pussy was so black and her hips were also too dark. Her armpits were clean-shaven, and that armpit fold made me drool all over.

She pulled my hair and pressed my face on her pussy and made me smell it. It smelt good and she made me hold my breath by pressing my face on her pussy. She then ordered me to lick her pussy. I first spat on her dark black pussy and gave a mild lick on her clit. She looked at me in the eyes with pleasure.

I started to lick her pussy wildly. She was moaning hard, and she began to pinch my nipples so hard that it aroused me so hard, and my dick was fully erect at 6 inches. She then ordered me to open my mouth. I obeyed her without denying it. She spat on my mouth with thick saliva, and she held my nose, not letting me breathe. After that, she turned around and made me feel her asshole.

My nose was literally in her asshole and that smell was not good. But still, I was aroused and hard. I was between her legs now sniffing and licking her ass so hard. She was yanking my hair here and there and moaning louder.

She took a strap-on from that bag from a sex toy shop, wore it, and made me blow it. It was the first time I was doing a blowjob. I slowly licked it first and it tasted like rubber. I was not blowing it fully. That strapon was bigger than my cock. For around 5-10 minutes I blew her cock partially. Suddenly she grasped my hair and pulled it out.

I felt pain in my hair and then she forced my head and made me suck her cock fully till it touched my inner throat. I was gagging on it so hard. She held me in for like 30 seconds or more and she let me breathe. My saliva was running down through my face to her cock, then to my thighs, and then to the floor.

She made me lay on the bed facing her cock and made me suck it while she was spanking my ass so hard that it became red, and it was painful for me. At the same time, it felt like heaven. Getting spanked by someone while sucking their cock is heaven, except it’s not a real cock. She then poured coconut oil into her hand and encircled it in my ass. She inserted a single finger in my ass which went in easily because I had already fingered my ass with three fingers before.

Then she made me lay on my back, pulled me to the end of the bed, and fingered my ass with one hand and another rubbing my face and nipples. She poured coconut oil on her dick and inserted it in my ass. It pained actually. But at the same time, I had a good feeling with so much pleasure. But it pained me so much, so I begged her to stop. She then stopped, took out her cock, and poured more oil into my asshole and her dick. She gaped my ass with her fingers first, and then inserted her strap-on.

Now, I also felt pain, but I was feeling good, and now it’s going in easily. She was getting aggressive and she was going in on full thrust. Her strap was fully in my ass and I started to moan like a real cheap slut girl. I thought about it and it turned me on so hard. Then she fucked me so fastly and grabbed my dick and started to wank it.

Her black boobs were bouncing sideways while she was fucking me hard. Looking at that, I got hard again, and she simultaneously fucked me and wanked my cock. I still remember that look. Her hair was falling sideways, and her face was so serious fucking me. Her armpit fold was so dark, her boobs were dancing in the air, and her hip was going in on full thrust.

She was holding my cock and giving me a handjob, and on top of all that, I was wearing makeup and was wearing bra and panties. My eyeliner was messed up and my lipstick was also messed up. I felt the tip of that strapon in my deep ass and I felt every touch. Everything around me was turned on so much and I was about to cum.

I then told her to stop as I was about to cum, so that we could do it for some more time. But after I told her that, she got faster and fucked me and wanked my cock much faster. I cummed on her hands and my body and bra.

Then she fell on my body with her boobs touching my bra. She whispered in my ears, “Let’s take a deep sleep again.” I tried to walk and go get washed. But I couldn’t do that because I was so tired and couldn’t even walk properly. So I slept on the bed.

Again, she worked me up. I was in the same condition as I was before falling asleep. Except that cum had got hard and it stuck to my body hair. I was wearing that bra, and my panties were sideways, and my dick was out. I then got out of bed and saw myself in the mirror. I was feeling so tired and my face was a mess of makeup. I looked like an actual slut prostitute who will fuck anyone for money.

I looked at the time. It was 9 pm. I had just slept for an hour or less. She told me to remove the dress and told me to take a bath which I did. After completing my bath, I thanked her that I would not forget this in my lifetime and said I enjoyed this like nothing before. I then put on my clothes and told her, “Please don’t tell it to anyone, and this should be our first and last time doing this. Now I’m leaving.”

She stopped me and asked, “Where do you think you are going?” I said, “As I mentioned earlier, it’s our last time, and you, too, agreed that we will keep this a secret.” She replied, “We agreed to keep this a secret but not a one-time thing.” I was shocked and said, “I loved it more than anything. But it is riskier if we keep on doing that.”

She showed me her phone in which there was a picture of mine where I was laying in bed. I was dressed in those panties and bras, and my dick was out, and cum was all over my body and face. I didn’t even know how my cum got to my face. She then showed me a video where she rubbed those cum around my body to my face and put her strap-on beside my face, then stuffed that strap-on inside my mouth slightly. And then she said –

She: At first, I, too, thought it must be a one-time thing. But as we were doing that I liked it so much that I should last longer. So I request you to have some more fun with me.

I wanted to leave, but she convinced me by requesting a lot. Then I agreed with her and told her “I have my course tomorrow and need to go.” She told me to inform me that I won’t attend the class tomorrow which I did. She removed my dress and ordered me that I should either wear a women’s dress or no dress inside her apartment.

She took her skirt and crop top from her wardrobe and told me to wear it. When I started to wear those, she stopped me and ordered me to take those bras and panties and wear them. I wore them, and she rolled papers and inserted them into my bra, which made me look like I had bigger boobs.

To my surprise, she took out another thing from that bag from that sex shop which was a butt plug vibrator that can be controlled by a mobile phone. God knows how much that costs. She applied oil to that butt plug and inserted it in my ass and it got in so easily. Then I wore my panties and those crop tops and the skirt.

She was dressed in a silky red dress which made her look like a queen as she was black and the bright red colour dress. I thought she was gonna videotape me with that butt plug and in my dress. But she had other plans.

She told me that we were going outside for dinner. At first, I refused, and then when she requested, I agreed. She booked a cab. Once that cab arrived we took the cab and left her apartment for a nice hotel.

In that car, only she realized I was not in my proper makeup. She took lipstick and eyeliner from her purse and applied makeup to me in that cab. That cab driver definitely would have known that I was not a girl. Then we arrived at the hotel. It was such a nice hotel and only had rich people as its guests.

We got out of that cab and walked to the hotel, she let me in first, and I forgot the whole time that there was a butt plug inside me. I only realized when she vibrated it using her phone. She was teasing me all the way to the hotel. Then we got in and we waited for the waiter. In the meantime, she was playing with me with that vibrator. When the waiter came she made her order and asked me what I wanted.

When the waiter faced me she turned on that vibrator with more speed. I was controlling so much and my legs were shaking below our table. I couldn’t even talk while having that vibrate in me. She then turned it off and the waiter asked me if I was alright. I said I was fine and I ordered my food. Because of that vibrator, I felt like peeing so hard.

I asked for her permission to pee and I promised that I would not remove that vibrator. But she refused that and didn’t allow me to pee. But she was playing with me by turning that vibrator on and off.

Then the food arrived, and my one hand was holding my dick cause I wanted to pee so hard. After the waiter left, she gave me one option, which was to drink all the water from the hotel glass and pee in that glass. I again told her that I might get caught. She said it was the only way to pee.

I had no other option. So I took the glass and drank the water fully. I took the glass below the table, lifted my skirt, slid my panties, and started to pee. While doing that she turned on the vibrator. I couldn’t control myself and poured my piss slightly on my dress too. So, to cover that I took another glass of water and sprayed it on my dress.

I then kept that glass of piss on the table not knowing what was going to happen next. She took that glass and poured my piss into my soup and all my dishes and ordered me to finish it. I looked at her face when she told me that. She was in satisfaction, and I finished my soup and my dishes, and she did too. One good thing was she let me eat peacefully without turning on the vibrator.

Then came a man who I didn’t know. He was a random man from Grindr. Using those pics of mine, she talked to him and explained all this, and she even charged money from that man. (I know all this because she told me the next day). He joined us to eat with us, but I was already finished. And he asked me how my butt plug was feeling.

He took her phone, turned on the vibrator, and put it at full speed. After some time I couldn’t control myself. I started to shake without knowing and it felt so good. I didn’t even feel a bit of pain, but I couldn’t control it and I ran into the women’s restroom as I was in a female getup.

She followed me to the restroom. I then took the butt plug out and I saw some whitish liquid from my ass. Till now I don’t know what that was. She then came to me and ordered me that I should obey whatever that man said till tomorrow as he had paid so much money for us both. I was so shocked again.

Then I got back and drank some water and the man asked, “Shall we go?”

If you have come this far reading my story, then it means you are so much invested in this story. So, please follow up on my part 2 to find out what both my school friend and that man did to me and for any feedback, feel free to write me at pikachumon027@gmail. com

Dear Readers, the much awaited results are out! Here are the results for the ‘Author of the Year 2024.’

Author of the Year 2024!

1) Madthinker (13031) (Winner)

2) bartan_bhai (12739) (Runner Up)

3) sandhya1 (3447)

4) writerboy76 (2729)

5) meanmonster (1492)

6) lexluthor402 (1197)

7) mrstartler (412)

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Congratulations to Madthinker for winning the ‘Author of the Year 2024’ title. She garnered 37% of the votes from the readers.

Madthinker has added stories to almost all the categories of our website. The strong female characters in her stories reflect the modern-day woman. They don’t hesitate to express their sexual preferences.

Her series like ‘Requiem of Lust’ and ‘Forbidden Taboo Lust’ deal with sex in the family. ‘Limerance’ and ‘The Nudist Retreat’ give unusual views of sexual relationships.

Reading her stories always leaves one craving for more. We hope she keeps writing many more stories for us!

While Madthinker is the winner, close to her heels has been Bartan_bhai with 36% of the votes. His most popular series is ‘Love, Lust, and Confession.’

But apart from this, he has given us some amazing stories.  You will surely enjoy ‘A Symphony of True Love’ and ‘Erotic In-Flight Fantasy Tale: A Stewardess Seduction.’

So we hope we can also look forward to many of his stories!

We would like to invite our winners to send their messages to our readers.

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Message from Madthinker:

Hiya! I’m not good with words beyond the realm of erotic literature so I will keep it short 😊.

When I was young, I used to publish a lot of sex stories on multiple platforms with different names (back when we still had hotmail.com 😂) and thought I had passed the stage.

Unfortunately Misogyny and perception of women being nothing more than the ‘objects of sex’ still plagues our mentality to a very large extent. The low participation of women writers with stories celebrating the dominance of patriarchy made me return to remind everyone ‘Naari sab pe Bhaari!’ 😉

Thank you for the love, I really hope my work inspires more women to write and express themselves as equals be it at home, work or sex stories.

Cheers,
Priya

Message from bartan_bhai :

AUTHOR’S NOTE- The following is a fictional story. It’s my third series of sex stories. You can check out my other works from my profile page. Wishing you all a hot reading!

I was thinking of Shree on my way home. In her eyes, I could see love and how she had submitted the whole of herself to me. The only thing stopping her was the guilt that I was her sister’s boyfriend. But it only stopped her from doing something by herself. She didn’t stop me from doing anything to her.

Mom opened the door when I reached home. She was wearing a nighty, and her nipples poked through it. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I couldn’t stop staring. Then suddenly, I hugged her tightly. I pressed her boobs on my chest and felt the mother’s softness.

She was surprised but hugged me back. I subtly rubbed my semi-hard dick on her belly.

Mom: What happened?

Me: Nothing. I just felt like hugging you.

Shruti was watching all this. I excused myself and went to my room. She followed me. She entered and closed the door, jumped on me, and hungrily kissed me. I kissed her back, and we made out for 20 minutes.

She dropped to her knees and took out my dick and kissed my dick, and started blowing me. I held her by the head. When I was aroused, she stopped sucking and asked.

Shruti: Are you attracted to Mom?

Me: What?

Shruti: I can see it in your eyes and the way you were staring at her boobs. You even hugged her today after so long.

Me: It’s nothing like that.

She held my dick and started stroking it again.

Shruti: If you tell me the truth, I’ll tell you a secret.

She started kissing my dick again, and I got weak and opened.

Me: Yes, but I started noticing her only yesterday.

Shruti: If you want to fuck her, I’ll support you.

Me: How?

Shruti: I’ll tell you later. For now, close your eyes and imagine that Mom is sucking your dick.

I closed my eyes. She started sucking me hard. When I cum, I moaned, “Ah, Mom. You’re so hot. I want to be inside you.”

Shruti smiled, and then we got into bed and had crazy sex. She later told me that things weren’t good between Mom and Dad. She can’t remember when they last had sex. It’s been years, and she craves it. When they got out for that date, Mom was excited.

But Dad cancelled at the last moment due to his meeting. Mom was furious at Dad now. Shruti told me that if I played my cards right, I could get into her pants. She wanted me to satisfy our Mom and keep her happy.

The thought of putting my dick inside my Mom and watching her moan my name was priceless. I wanted to feel that high soon. If you’ve fucked your Mom, then you can get any girl to have sex with you.

Later that night, I called Aunty to update her about my progress with Shree.

Aunty: Holy shit! Have you fucked Shree?

Me: Yes, Aunty. She’s a sweet girl. I feel bad using her body. I want to love her.

Aunty: Then do.

Me: What about Riya?

Aunty: Do you love Shree?

Me: I mean, yes, but not like that. I love her innocence and simplicity. I love that she’s so submissive. I love the way her boobs jiggle when I’m fucking her. I love to make love with her.

Aunty: Wow! You’re becoming a real fuckboy.

Me: But what about us, Aunty? I’ve completed half of my challenge. Can I get you now?

Aunty: You can’t fuck me until you haven’t completed the full challenge. But since you’re done with half, you can enjoy my pussy, but you can’t put your dick in it.

Me: Oh, aunty. I’ll fucking make you cum.

Aunty: I’ll be waiting.

I turned around and grabbed Shruti’s boobs in my hand and pressed them. She used to sleep with me now. I put my dick near her pussy and shoved myself inside. She woke up, and I started nailing her. It was the second time I fucked her while she was sleeping. She secretly loved it.

The next day, I woke up with an erection, but Shruti was not there. I needed her to get it away, but she wasn’t in her room. So I started masturbating, and my first thought was of Mom. I remembered her cleavage I saw that day and her poking nipples.

I wanted to crush those boobs in my hand and suck those nipples. I wanted to watch her boobs jiggle. I entered her, and she moaned my name. When I was about to cum, the door suddenly opened, and Mom entered. She was wearing a low-cut nighty, and her cleavage was visible.

Her eyes widened at the sight of my dick, and her jaws dropped. Instead of stopping, the view made me more excited. I cum in front of her eyes. My load shot towards her, and some of it entered her mouth. Some landed on her face as I sat close to the door.

This all happened so quickly that neither of us had time to react. She quickly closed her mouth and gulped due to reflex. After swallowing, the realisation that she had swallowed my cum settled in. Fear took over her, and she tried to puke but couldn’t.

I apologised for this and pretended to cover my dick. But I let a huge part of it show. Mom saw it. She somehow got a hold of herself.

Mom: It’s not your fault. It’s common in your age, but I should have knocked.

Me: No, Mom. I should not have done it, but I am sorry I can’t control it.

I pretended to cry, and Mom got emotional after seeing this. I removed my hands from my dick to wipe my tears, revealing my dick which was now flaccid and looked innocent to my Mom.

Women love flaccid dick because they look cute and innocent. Mom came towards me and hugged me to calm me down. I hugged her back.

Me: I’m sorry, Mom.

Mom: It’s okay, beta. You did nothing wrong. It’s common at your age.

While we were still hugging, I could feel my dick start to get hard again. My Mom would’ve felt it, too. We separated, and now Mom could see my hard dick again. I saw it and started crying again.

Me: See. I just did it, and it’s like that again. Something is wrong with me, Mom.

Mom looked a bit shocked now, too.

Mom: Do it again. Maybe it’ll help.

Me: I can’t keep doing it. Something is wrong with me.

I turned around crying, but Mom held my hand and stopped me. She hugged me and told me to calm down. Then she knelt and held my dick.

Me: What are you doing, Mom?

Mom: Shh. I’m just helping you out. Now sit and try to relax.

Me: You don’t need to do this, Mom.

Mom: It’s okay. I can’t see my son crying.

Then she started moving her hands on my dick. It was slow initially, but she soon wrapped both her hands and started moving faster. But I was still not close to cumming. After 10 minutes, Mom got tired.

Mom: What’s wrong? Why are you not done yet?

Me: I just cum a few minutes ago. That’s why.

Mom: Please cum soon. I’m getting tired.

Me: Maybe I’m nervous and less excited.

Mom: How will you be more excited?

Me: I might need some visuals.

Mom: As in?

Me: Nothing Mom. Leave it. Stop doing it. I’ll manage.

Mom: No. If I’ve started, then I’ll finish. You want some visuals, right?

She pulled her nighty even lower, and I could see half of her areola, too, along with her boobs.

Mom: Is this okay?

Me: It should be.

But I didn’t cum for the next 5 minutes also.

Mom: It’s not working.

Me: I’m sorry, Mom.

Mom: You’re one hell of a stubborn kid.

She slid the strap of her nighty and pulled her top off of her upper body. Her boobs were displayed for a few seconds before she covered it with her one hand. I caught a glimpse of her huge boobs before they were taken away from the sight.

I fucking loved the view. Then I closed my eyes and started to imagine fucking her. “Ahh, Mom. Yes. Please. I’m about to cum.”

She increased the pace to maximum, and I blasted, covering her face and boobs and hand with my thick load. “Oh God. You made such a mess.” She said and instinctively removed her hands from her boobs to wipe my cum off her hands. Her boobs were available again for my eyes to enjoy.

She had almost forgotten that I was sitting there and staring at her boobs.  She then started wiping cum off of her boobs and then nipples. She had brown nipples. Her boobs were huge and still very firm. I wanted to hold them, but I controlled them.

When I had stored the entire view in my mind, I coughed to remind her of my presence. She panicked remembering this and again hid her boobs.

Mom: Shit, I had forgotten you were here only. I’m sorry.

Me: I’m sorry, Mom. You had to do all this because of me. I’m such a bad son.

Mom: No, beta. It’s okay. Don’t be hard on yourself. It’s normal. What I did was to help you, nothing else. Just don’t tell anyone about this. I’ll go now. I’ll have to shower again.

She turned to leave but stopped and turned towards me. She kissed on my forehead. “I love you, beta.”

I kissed her back on the cheeks. “I love you too, Mom.”

Shruti entered the room after Mom had left.

Shruti: I saw what happened.

Me: I can’t believe it.

Shruti: You should thank me. It was all my doing. I left purposely so that you’d have to masturbate yourself, and then I sent Mom to your room.

Me: You’re a sweetheart.

We kissed, and she kissed me all over my chest. I took off her top and kissed her boobs. I buried my face in her boobs and started licking and kissing them. She pressed my head on her chest.

“Fuck anyone you want, just don’t stop fucking me ever. Even if you’re married, or I’m.” She said and moaned as I bit her nipples.

“I’m sorry I can’t fuck you right now. I’ve cummed twice now. I’m tired.”

“It’s okay. It’s time for you to leave anyway. Come home soon to me.”

I got emotional and sucked her lips. Then I dressed up and left for Aunty’s office to surprise her.

To be continued.

Hi. It’s the author. If you liked the story, please send feedback and suggestions to [email protected] Those who wrote to me to continue, thanks a lot. I wrote this part just because of you guys. I hope you all will like this and keep writing.

Aaj ki story start karne se pehle main ye banana chaahta hu ki ye ek real story hai, and sirf characters ke name change kiye hai. Coming to the story-

Mera name Rahul hai, aur main ek wedding photographer hu. Meri job mein mujhe kaafi different types ki ladkiyan, specially different types ki clients se deal karna padta hai.

Ye 6 saal pehle ki baat hai, covid se pehle ki. Mujhe ek assignment mila jisme couple ki love marriage thi, aur shoot ke liye mujhe hire kiya gaya. Aksar wedding shoot ke time mein client se friendly hona padta hai, taaki client hamare sath comfortable ho sake.

To pre-wedding shoot ke dauran main aur bride, jiska name Prerna tha, ache friends ban gaye. Jab ki mujhe uska husband, jiska name Ashish tha, kabhi pasand nahi aaya.

Coming to Prerna. Wo ek bank mein managar thi, aur kaafi sexy the dikhne mein. Agar uske figure ki baat karu, to wo kaafi sexy thi, aur dikhne mein Annanya Pandey jaisi figure thi uski. Boobs uske chhote the, but usne khud ko fit rakha hua tha.

Ab shuruaat hoti hai shaadi waale din, jab wo ready hone ke liya parlour jati hai, aur uske sath uski ek best friend hoti hai. Getting ready shoot karne ke baad usne mujhe bola-

Prerna: Kya tum mujhe wedding venue chhodh sakte ho (Kyunki mujhe bhi wahin jana tha baaki function cover karne)?

Fir jab hum teeno car mein the, to uski best friend Prerna se poochti hai: How was your bachelor party?

Isi time main smartly apne phone mein voice recording start kar leta hu.

Prerna apni friend se kehti hai: Yaar mat hi pooch, party ka itna kaand kar diya maine to.

Prerna ki friend poochti hai: Bata na, aisa kya ho gaya? Maine kaafi gossip suni hai teri bachelor party ki.

Prerna: Yaar mera ex-bf aaya tha meri bachelor mein. Wo kutti Shruti ne use invite kar diya tha. Then we had so much alcohol aur uske baad yaar I made out with him. It was such a nice experience, kya hi bataun.

Prerna ki friend: Aur bata na kya-kya hua. Did he eat your pussy like he used to do it earlier?

Prerna: Yaar yaad mat hi dila ab, meri pussy geeli karwa di toone.

Main ye sab conversation sun raha tha, aur chup-chaap phone par record kar li.

Jaise hi hum hotel ki venue par pahunche usne bola: Main room mein chali jati hu. Jab tumko mere solo photos lene honge, to mera room number 307 hai, aa jana. Main wahin wait kar rahi houngi.

Then main apne kaam mein busy ho gaya. But mere dimag mein yahin sab chal raha tha. Tab achanak mere mann mein khayaal aaya, ki kyun na kuch extra paise kamaye jaye us video ki help se.

Fir thodi himmat juta kar main uske room mein gaya jahan Prerna akeli baithi thi.

Prerna: Aa gaye aap meri photos lene?

Rahul: Photos bhi le loonga, pehle socha kuch discuss kar lu aapse.

Prerna: Matlab?

Fir maine apne phone par wo audio play ki, jisko sun kar Prerna ki gaand fatt gayi, aur muh laal ho gaya. Fir wo boli-

Prerna: Ab ye kya tamasha hai?

Rahul: Yahi tumhara sach hai, aur mein chaahu to ye Ashish ko suna du. Fir wo batayega ki tamasha kya hai.

Prerna: Yaar I trusted you. Tum aisa nahi kar sakte mere sath.

Rahul: Jab tum kar sakti ho to main kyun nahi?

Prerna: Kya chaiye hai tumko? What do you want? Batao mujhe.

Rahul: Kuch nahi bas some more money.

Prerna: How much money?

Rahul: 2 lakh.

Prerna: Itne to nahi hai mere paas, sirf 50 hazaar hai. Lekin main tumhe kuch aur de sakti hu, jiske saamne paise kuch nahi hai.

Rahul: Aur wo kya hai?

Prerna ne us waqt shaadi ke lehange wali laal choli pehni thi, aur neeche red leggings thi. Abhi skirt pehanni baaki thi. Un kapdon mein uska gore rang ka jism bahut sexy lag raha tha. Jaise hi maine usse ye sawaal poocha, Prerna apne hath peeche leke gayi, aur choli ki saari doriyan khol kar usko nikaal diya.

Ab wo sirf red sleek bra aur red leggings mein thi. Usko aise dekh kar mera lund khada ho gaya. Main samajh gaya ki wo kis cheez ki baat kar rahi thi. Fir wo mere kareeb aayi, aur boli-

Prerna: Aaj raat ko mera hone wala pati mere sath suhagraat manayega. Tum chaaho to main tumhe abhi suhagraat manane ka mauka de sakti hu.

Doston jab itni sexy ladki, aur wo bhi dulhan bani hui, aapke saamne aise apne kapde utaar de, to koi mard khud par control nahi kar payega. Isse pehle main kuch bolta, wo apne ghutno par baith gayi, aur mera lower neeche karke lund baahar nikaal liya.

Mera lund poora hard ho chuka tha. Usne mera lund muh mein daal liya, aur usko randi ki tarah choosne lagi. Uske mehandi waale hath mere lund ko pakde hue bahut sexy lag rahe the. Mere muh se ahh ahh ki awaaze nikalne lagi.

Kuch der lund choosne ke baad wo khadi hui, aur usne apni leggings neeche kar di. Fir panty bhi neeche ki, aur saamne padi table par muh doosri taraf karke hath rakhe. Uske baad usne apni gaand baahar nikali, jisse mujhe uski chut dikhne lagi. Fir wo boli-

Prerna: Aao, aur swarg ka maza lo.

Main kisi kutte ki tarah uska hukum maan kar uske paas gaya, aur uski chut mein apna lund daal diya. Kya garmi thi doston uski chut mein. Mujhe sach mein swarg ka maza aane laga.

Fir maine uske chootadon ko kass ke pakda, aur lund chut mein andar-baahar karke usko chodna shuru kar diya. Wo ahh ahh karne lagi, aur meri badhti speed se thap-thap ki awaaze aane lagi. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Wo bhi mujhe fuck me fuck me bole jaa rahi thi.

Kuch der usi position mein chudai karne ke baad maine lund uski chut se nikala, aur bed par le gaya. Fir maine usko seedha litaya, aur uske upar aake lund chut mein daal diya. Ab main usko missionary position mein chodne laga. Sath-sath main uske honth aur boobs choosta raha.

15 minute baad jab maine usko bola ki main jhadne wala tha, to usne mujhe uske andar hi jhadne ko kaha. Fir maine apna garam maal uski chut mein nikaal diya, aur chup-chaap wahan se aa gaya. Uske baad maine shooting poori ki, aur wahan se aa gaya. Hum dobara to nahi mile, lekin uski yaad hamesha rahegi.

Kahani ka maza aaya ho to like aur comment karna.

Humans say we are the creation of gods. Science says we humans evolved from animals. But would god create humans with such an animalistic nature? Well, some believe god created animals, which later evolved to become humans, and then they created civilizations.

But even after evolution and civilization, the animalistic nature is still dormant. Tonight, I planned to release all three of us’ animalistic nature. Inside my bedroom, a yellow LED light was on, giving the feeling of candles lit all over the room.

There was this sweet smell of rose petals in the room. It was the room freshener. On the bed, there was a woman who was wearing red lingerie. The lingerie was highlighting her body curves beautifully. The yoga classes did a number on Nisha. Her body looked tighter than before.

Her breasts look perkier than before. Her ass was now almost the perfect bubble shape, tight and round. Her body was waxed, and her skin looked shiny and smooth. She changed her hairstyle. Instead of tying it up, she straightened it and started to keep it loose.

She was wearing red lipstick, which would drive any man crazy. All they would want to do is suck on them day and night. With her red lingerie, she was also wearing red stockings up to her thighs, highlighting her smooth-toned legs. A black mangalsutra and a gold butterfly pendant can be seen on her neck.

This was the indication that she was Sanjay’s wife and my slave, my woman. The list can go on. She sat on the bed in her lingerie to make things more exciting for us. She covered her head with a red chuniri like a newlywed bride.

Looking at her sitting on the bed like that, only one thought popped into my head, “The decision to trick my friend into having a threesome with his wife was the best decision in my life.” On the other hand, Sanjay’s jaws touched the ground.

He had never thought that his wife could be so gorgeous. He must be having mixed feelings right now. The feelings of happiness, sadness, regret, joy, and excitement are strong, but the strongest is the feeling of lust. I nudged Sanjay and brought him back to reality.

He looked towards me and immediately understood what needed to be done next. We moved to the bed and sat next to Nisha. Sanjay was on the left, and I was on the right. We both grabbed the hem of the chuniri she was wearing and pulled it up, uncovering her face.

Her eyes were shining, and her face was the most beautiful you could imagine. I slowly placed my lips on her lips and gave her a long smooch. When we parted our lips, Sanjay took the initiative and did the same thing. Sanjay and I took turns kissing her juicy lips. It tasted like cherry.

Maybe it was the flavour of the lipstick she was wearing. I cannot recall how long the kissing session went on. At one moment, I was kissing her lips, and Sanjay was kissing her neck. At another moment, it was Sanjay who was kissing her and me who was nibbling her ears.

One common thing was both of us were moving our hands all over Nisha’s body, trying to absorb the smooth, velvety feeling of her milky white skin. It was about time the small brown pill started to take effect. We both could feel an animal raging inside our bodies.

After sucking on Nisha’s lips for I do not remember how long. She started to unbutton my shirt. Sanjay had moved behind her, licking her neck and shoulders. He had already removed his T-shirt and threw it into the corner of the room.

After removing my shirt, Nisha kissed my neck, moved below and started to kiss my chest. She was moving her hands all over my muscular body. She moved down until she reached down my nipples. She started to lick one and, with her free hand, started to play with the other one.

The tingly, erotic feeling was driving me crazy. She then turned around and started to do the same thing to Sanjay. I moved down and grabbed a mouthful of her left ass cheek and bit her. The feeling of her ass cheeks in my mouth was so soft. The tooth mark was still visible on her ass cheek.

After a minute, she was sitting on her knees. Sanjay and I were standing in front of her. During our kissing and licking session, somewhere in between, we lost our pants. We were standing in front of her in our underwear. The outline of a raging beast can be seen clearly on our underwear.

Nisha first moved towards me. She slid her fingers from each side into my underwear and started to pull it down. My raging hard dick was first pulled down with the movement of my underwear, and then it jolted up, slapping Nisha’s face. The scene was funny and erotic at the same time.

She gave me a small kiss on the tip of my dick and then did the same thing with Sanjay. A beautiful traditional Bhabhi was sitting in between us in her lingerie, and two raging dicks pointing towards her. She was looking up at our dicks. We could see the shadows of her dick on her face.

The lust in her eyes was visible. Today for the first time, she was going to fuck both her husband and his best friend. She looked at dick with eyes filled with lust. She opened her juicy lips and pulled out her erotic tongue. Sanjay and I started to rub the tip of our dick on her tongue one after another.

She used to wiggle her tongue every time we placed the tip of our dick on it. The sensation of her wet tongue on the tip of our dick was driving us crazy. It was like electricity was running throughout our body every time she played with the tip of our dick.

The veins around my dick were popping out. This indicates that whatever she is doing works like a charm. She slowly started to take the tip of my dick in her mouth and move her tongue all over the tip. My dick was inside her mouth.  She was looking straight into my eyes.

With her other free hand, she was stroking Sanjay’s dick. The look on her face was so erotic that I cannot describe it using words. My dick came out of her mouth. She then grabbed my dick and started to stoke on it. She took the tip of Sanjay’s dick inside her mouth.

She started to do the same magic she was doing on my dick just a moment ago. Who could believe the innocent Nisha Bhabhi, who was pure and simple? Who had no clue how to enjoy sex?

She was right now playing with two dicks and driving the owners of the dick crazy. While she was still doing her magic on Sanjay’s dick, I bent over. I grabbed the back of her bra and unhooked it, releasing the white, soft, perky breasts. Her dark nipples were as hard as rock.

Under the light, her breasts looked like the most delicious meal a man would want to eat. Nisha was focused on our dick. She did not care what we were doing with her body. She was so good with her mouth that we finally felt the climax building, and our dick started to twitch.

Nisha knew what that meant, so she took our dick deep into her mouth, one after another. She made sure to suck out every last drop of our cum. She first sucked the life out of Sanjay’s dick, making sure his balls were empty. Then she did the same thing to me.

I lasted a little longer than Sanjay, but she was able to make me cum as well. The climax we had was just too erotic and shameful. It was too soon for us to cum like that. She was able to control both of us using just her wet mouth and tongue.

She made sure not a single drop was leaked out. She drank every last drop. After emptying my balls, she let my dick go, and then she opened her mouth wide and pushed her tongue out, showing us that she drank every last drop. There was a mocking smile on her face.

It was like she was telling us she could control both of us with her mouth. It was a challenge. Sanjay looked towards me, annoyed. I looked at him, and we had an eye-to-eye conversation at that moment without saying a single word.

“Fuck her until she begs us to stop.”

Our semi-erect dicks were recharging. In the meantime, we decided to make her cum until she lost all her strength. I grabbed Nisha and pushed her on the bed. I grabbed her hands, pulled them back, I placed myself on them, making sure she could not use them.

Right now, Nisha was lying on the bed. I was sitting behind her head while her hands were pulled over her head and under me. She cannot use her hands, but I can. On the other hand, Sanjay moved in between her legs and tore her panties. She was wearing only stockings, covering them until her thighs.

Sanjay grabbed her knees and spread her legs open, exposing her pink smooth wet pussy. Her pussy looked very erotic and delicious. Without wasting any time, Sanjay placed his lips on her wet smooth pussy lips and started to suck on them.

I placed both my index fingers on her breasts and started to stroke Nisha’s hard brown nipples gently. My lips were sealing her red, juicy lips. All Nisha could do was moan in my mouth. It was revenge time. Sanjay had learned a lot about how to please a woman from Roshni.

It was about time to put all that learning to good use. We attacked all her sensitive spots at once. She was not able to last long. Soon, her leg started to get stiff. She raised her hips and had her first hard orgasm.

I parted ways from her lips, and Sanjay came out from between her legs, wiping his lips. This time, we both had a mocking smile on our faces. Nisha’s eyes were foggy, and a smile of pleasure could be seen. I looked at Sanjay and nodded at him, indicating it was time to switch.

Next moment Sanjay was holding her hands below him and sucking on her nipples. I was scooping the depth of Nisha’s wet creamy pussy. The smell of her wet pussy was very erotic. It was twitching, indicating that it was ready to gobble down some huge hard dicks.

But now was not the time today we planned to drive her crazy. I placed the tip of my tongue on her clitoris and started to move it in a circular motion, mixing some random motions in between. Her clitoris was already swollen red from arousal. Nisha just had an orgasm, so she was very sensitive.

When I flicked her clitoris with my tongue, she would raise her hips. Her love juice was leaking out like honey from a honeycomb. Her love juice had already made her asshole wet. I placed one of my fingers on her ass hole and started to massage it gently. I was still playing with her clitoris with my tongue.

The room was filled with Nisha’s begs and her moaning voices. After playing with her clitoris for a while, I placed the tip of my tongue on the entrance of her dripping-wet pussy and then pushed it in. Nisha’s hips jumped from the bed and then fell while my tongue was in her pussy. I started to intensify things.

I was switching between sucking on her clitoris, licking on her clitoris and biting on them and fucking her pussy with my tongue. While one of my fingers was continuously massaging her asshole. Slowly the tip of my fingers finally started to explore the insides of her asshole.

On the other hand, Sanjay was sucking on her nipples so hard, like he was trying to suck out the milk from them. The strong stimulations did the number on her. Once again, she started to raise her hips, indicating that she was going to have a huge orgasm.

Finally, with a loud moan, she climaxed. But it’s not the end. I immediately inserted my index and middle finger inside her pussy. I started to rapidly thrust it in and out until she squirted and sprayed a watery liquid all over me. Her breath was very heavy.

Every time she breathed, her breasts would move up and down. Her legs were still trembling. Her eyes were all foggy. But the night was just getting started, and the ayurvedic Viagra also started to show its effects. For the next few hours, Sanjay and I took turns and fucked her mouth and played with her wet pussy.

We made Nisha lay on the edge of the bed. Her head was hanging on the edge so that we could get straight access to Nisha’s throat. Then we took turns fucking her mouth. Our rock-hard dick was all covered with her saliva.

The mocking smile on Nisha’s face was long gone. Right now, she was nothing but a fuck toy. We lost count of how many times Nisha had an orgasm. She passed out multiple times while having an orgasm. When she came back to her senses, we were still there playing with her sensitive body.

Sanjay took the things in between her legs one step up. He had started to prepare her asshole by slowly increasing the number of fingers to be inserted in her asshole.

Now, it was time for the main event. Nisha had already lost her body’s strength but was enjoying everything we were doing with her body. All she could do was moan and moan louder. I was sitting on the table with a glass of water. Nisha was lying on the bed with her face down.

Sanjay had spread Nisha’s ass cheeks, and he was licking her twitching ass hole. After gulping down the glass of water, I asked him to move aside and keep her ass cheeks spread open. I went on top of Nisha and placed the tip of my dick on her twitching ass hole.

It was already lubricated with Sanjay’s saliva and Nisha’s love juice. I started to put pressure, and slowly the tip of my dick slid inside. Nisha made a loud moaning noise. Her ass hole was very tight, and it was holding onto my dick like it was trying to break it into two pieces.

Her ass hole was twitching on my dick. It was very hot inside. I stayed like that for almost a minute so that she could get adjusted. After a minute, I told her, “I am going to start pumping your ass hole.”

Without saying anything, she just nodded. I slowly started to push my dick inside and pull out. Every time I pushed her asshole was trying to push me out. With each stroke, her ass hole started to get adjusted to my dick, and even Nisha started to moan louder.

After fucking her asshole for some time, I started to pick up the pace. Sanjay moved near her head. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head up, and shoved his dick into her mouth. Right now, Nisha was getting fucked in both her holes.

All she could do was moan while Sanjay’s dick was inside her mouth. I pumped her ass for another 15 minutes, and then we switched. Now, Sanjay was the one who was pumping her asshole, and I was fucking her mouth. Before we even knew Nisha was in the doggy position.

Her ass was getting pounded by both of us one by one. We discharged our second load in her ass hole, but our dick was still up and ready for a few more rounds. We once again put Nisha on the edge of the bed and fucked her throat and ass at the same time.

The entire room was filled with the aroma of Nisha’s love juice. Our bodies were covered in sweat. The noise of skin slapping skin filled the entire room. The noises of Nisha choking on a dick can be heard every few minutes. Nisha had once again passed out by continuous fucking and orgasms.

Sanjay got a glass of water and sprinkled a few drops on her face. Once she got her senses back, she drank the glass of water. Then we again started the session of pounding Nisha’s tight ass. After fucking her ass for hours. It was time to use both her holes.

We decided to try a different position. Sanjay got on the bed and lay down. Nisha got on top of him in a reverse cowgirl position with Sanjay’s dick in her asshole. Nisha supported herself with her legs and hands while Sanjay supported her from the back.

I was on top of Nisha with my dick balls deep inside her wet tight pussy. We fucked like crazy people. A lot of things happened that night. We fucked Nisha in ways you cannot even imagine. We filled all her holes multiple times.

What else happened that night? I will leave it to your wild imagination. Think of all possible scenarios and all possible positions. One thing I can tell is that when we were done with her, she was not able to walk properly for 3 days.

The time was 5 AM. One after another, Sanjay and I walked out of my bedroom. There was a woman inside on the bed, passed out and covered in our cum. Both of us were naked, and our dick was finally softened up. I promised myself in my mind not to use my dick for the next few days.

Sanjay and I were sitting there catching our breaths. We looked at each other and just laughed. It was the best threesome sex we ever had.

The story from here is from Sanjay’s point of view:

Hello readers, I am Sanjay, and I don’t need an introduction. It had been two months since the wild sex we had at Lucky’s place. Things between me and Nisha also improved a lot. Now, she allows me to have sex with her whenever Lucky spends time with Roshni.

Lucky still comes to my house and fucks my wife whenever he feels like it. I do not mind. After all, I get to do the same with his girlfriend, Roshni. Everything was going fine.

But there was one thing stuck in my head, and you probably must have been wondering the same thing.

“Who was that girl at the farmhouse?”

I tried asking Lucky multiple times, but he always made an excuse and changed the topic.

One good thing is that last week when I asked if we could fuck her, he called her. We had a wild threesome with her. Just like before, she wore a black mask covering her eyes and ears. Only her mouth was open with a gag.

After Nisha showed me the butterfly pendant, I realized it was Lucky’s brand, and this girl was wearing the same. I have a lot of questions but leave it. Who cares, I am getting to pound a wet juicy pussy, that’s all it matters.

It was Sunday, and Radha came to visit us. Her figure was similar to Nisha’s. She had the same height and skin tone. That day, Radha was wearing jeans and a top. I was sitting in the living room, enjoying my morning tea and watching TV, but I had this uneasiness.

It was the same feeling I had at the night Lucky fucked my wife at the hotel. Radha and Nisha were in the kitchen making sandwiches. I do not know why, but my eyes automatically sit on Radha’s ass. She was standing in the kitchen.

Maybe all this sex had fucked up my mind. Suddenly, Radha walked towards me with a plate of sandwiches. I was trying my best not to stare at her. She bent in front of me and put the tray on the table. Unconsciously, my eyes moved towards her white cleavage.

I noticed something that blew my mind. I promise I saw a butterfly pendant. Radha put the plate on the table. She smiled at me and started to walk towards the kitchen. When I looked at her ass, suddenly, I could see what she looked like without any clothes.

Small drops of sweat were forming on my forehead. My heart was racing. I was not sure what was happening to me. I grabbed my phone and texted Lucky.

Sanjay: Bro.

Lucky: Yes, tell me!

Sanjay: Can we fuck the woman with a black mask again?

Lucky: Sure, let me check with her.

Sanjay: No, I want to fuck her today. Also, can you please share a nude pic of her? I do not mind if her face is hidden.

I did not receive any message for the next 10 min. During this time, I noticed Radha had gone to the washroom and come back. Then, after another 15 minutes, I received a text from Lucky.

Lucky: Sure, tonight at my place and here are the nudes you requested.

I received an image. It was a selfie. The woman was topless, and her jeans with her panties were down to her thighs. She was wearing a butterfly pendant. Her face was not visible in the photo.

But I can recognize one thing: the bathroom. It was taken in my bathroom. For the next few minutes, I stared at the photo with mixed feelings. I was not sure how to react. It all makes sense. It was my punishment.

I tried to delete the photo, but for some reason, I could not do so. I once again looked in the kitchen at the round ass, and I could feel my dick get hard. I do not recall when, but unconsciously, I typed a message again and sent it to Lucky.

Sanjay: Can I have that Ayurvedic Viagra pill?

After a moment, I received a message,

Lucky: Sure, bro, why not? After all, it is a special occasion tonight.

THE END

Author’s Note:

Hello everyone! Thank you so much for your support. This is the last chapter of the series, and there won’t be any more. This was my first story, and I learned a lot while writing it. I tried to get better with each chapter.

I had ideas for more connecting stories like “The Bangalore Days.” “The Farmhouse.” and “My Fucked Up Family.” but I don’t think I’ll be able to write them. Writing can be stressful.

I considered quitting at times, but your encouraging messages kept me going, and I finished what I started.

Thank you for all your love. Goodbye!

Please like and comment. I’d love to hear your feedback at [email protected].

Hi Guys, this is Alex, back with more BDSM stories

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 new series that includes Incest, Masturbation, Dominance, Slave-training, Piss-Drinking, Mom-Son sex and much more degrading stuff. This is a Fictional Story and in no way represents any person from the real world.  Have fun reading.

My Mom, Amy, was a sophisticated lady. She worked hard to care for her 2 boys, Ryan, my identical twin brother, and me, Alex. We lost our father at a very young age, and since then, it was only us 3.

We saw very tough times for 4-5 years after my dad’s passing, but time always changes. My Mom, who took over my father’s business, found success. Our family business started to get back on track. It started booming, and the inflow of money started increasing.

The business had surpassed the turnover rates that my father had achieved. My Mom had become the pioneer of it. Everyone in the company praised my Mom’s hard work. They appreciated her efforts to take this company sky-high.

Ryan and I were enjoying the fruits of our company and were having a gala time at our home. We had graduated from our college and were enjoying our holidays.

Mom gave us a share of our company, which helped us with our expenses. We were earning more than some of our friends earned annually.  Ryan and I decided to enjoy this time off for a year or two and then join the family business. So we both took off.

Ryan and I were very close to each other. We have shared everything since childhood. When we started dating girls in high school, we even shared our girlfriends without them knowing about it. It was one of those twin fantasies that people talk about online.

We occasionally pretended to be one another and went out with our girlfriends. Since we knew so much about each other, it was easy for us to pretend to be one another. We fucked each other’s girlfriends many times. There were times when I was single, and Ryan had a girlfriend.

At other times, it was the other way around. We both would then fuck the same girl multiple times in a day.  My girlfriend always saluted my stamina. But little did she know she was being fucked by 2 different cocks pretending to be one.

Ryan and I loved to travel solo, which we did for the next few months after graduation. We would each choose our destination and set off into the wild.

There were instances when one of us was at home, or sometimes both were at home together. Our Mom was busy building an empire as we enjoyed the fruits of her labour.

It was the month of March when Ryan and I both were out for 45 days on a solo trip. I was supposed to be back on the 46th day in the morning. Ryan was going to return in the evening. For some reason, my trip was cut short. I decided to return home within 30 days.

I boarded my 20-hour-long flight and was on my way back.  I wanted to surprise my Mom and didn’t tell her about my return. By the time I reached home, it had already turned dark. For some reason, I didn’t find any of my servants at home. The watchman was also missing.

I slowly opened the gate without making any noise and walked towards the main door. The lights in the living room were turned off, but the light in my Mom’s room was switched on. I could sense some movement in her room. So I walked upstairs. As I moved closer, I could hear soft moans.

“Oh, yes, that feels so good,” I heard my Mom’s voice.

Now, listening to the moans of a woman is always a soft spot for any guy. Even though the sounds were of my Mom, I started to get horny just by listening to it.

I walked towards her room and peeked through the small gap that separated the door and the wall. As my eyes fell on the Mom’s bed, I saw a scene that shook my world.

I saw my Mom, Amy, in a very steamy lingerie, flat on her queen-size bed. Her bra was pulled down from her breasts. One hand was on her nipples, squeezing and pinching it.

Her other hand was in her panties. She was rubbing her clit vigorously, and her pace was increasing every second.  Her face was arched back in ecstasy, and her mouth was moaning.

“Yes, I’m close, fuck, I’m going to cum,” she gasped between her breath as she was getting closer to her climax.

Her body was tightening up, and her eyes had rolled back in their sockets as she reached the peak of her climax. She rubbed her clit faster, and within a minute, her entire body trembled like a leaf.

She moaned so loudly that it echoed through the entire house. She took more than a minute to recover. Once she came back to her senses, she removed her panties and got on her fours. Her ass was facing towards the door now, and that’s when I saw it. She had inserted a butt plug inside her asshole.

Watching my Mom naked made my dick spring to life. I was rock-hard and wanted to masturbate so bad. But I didn’t want to miss the live show my Mom unknowingly gave me.

As my Mom buried her head between the pillows, she raised her ass in the air. She moved her hand from between her legs to grab hold of the butt plug. She started to pull it out. After a few struggles, she succeeded and pulled out, only to reveal the 7-inch long butt plug.

I was amazed as I saw the steel plug disappear back into her shit-hole with a lot of ease. She moaned from between the pillows. She started to fuck herself in the ass with the butt plug as she kept on moaning. Her muffled moans grew louder as her speed increased.

Finally, after 10 minutes, she pulled out the butt plug completely, sat on the bed. She started to lick the butt plug that came out of her ass. She looked so horny while doing this, as if she wanted more of it. She opened her bedside drawer and took out what looked like a vibrator.

She licked it and pushed it in her wet pussy. It was a remote vibrator. I saw my Mom pulling the remote out of the same drawer. She pushed the butt plug back where it came out of, in her asshole and got in the same position that she was in.

She pressed a button on the remote and screamed in pleasure. The vibrator had started its job inside her fuck-hole as she fucked her ass with the butt plug.  “Oh, I’m cumming, oh fuck,” my Mom moaned as she came for the second time in the last 15 minutes.

She didn’t turn off the vibrator, and it went on, leading her to another orgasm.  My Mom cum 5 times straight in a span of 25 minutes. Her entire body shivered, and she collapsed on the bed. She turned off the remote but didn’t pull the toys from her holes as she dozed off to sleep.

I walked to my bedroom without letting my Mom know about my arrival. I masturbated twice that night and slept naked on my bed.

The next morning was a Sunday. I woke up to the sound of utensils coming from the kitchen. I freshened up, wore my clothes and stepped out of my room. As I passed my Mom’s room, all the scenes from last night flashed back in front of my eyes as I saw her bed.

I walked down into the kitchen and saw my Mom preparing breakfast.

“Hi, Mom,” I greeted her.

“Hey, Alex,” she smiled and gave me a warm, motherly hug after kissing my cheek, “When did you arrive?”

“Yesterday night at around 2 am. You were fast asleep, so I didn’t want to wake you,” I said as we separated from the hug.

“Oh, you should’ve woken me up,” she said, serving me breakfast and a glass of coffee.

“I was too tired after a 20-hour flight,” I said as I sipped the coffee.

“Why are you preparing breakfast today? Where are all the servants?” I asked

“Oh, I’ve given them a leave of 10 days. I’ve also taken a leave for the next 10 days to get some rest before the peak season starts. I could relax and move my attention to the house, cooking and some indoor activities for these few days,” she said as she smiled and sat opposite me at the table.

“Oh, did my unannounced arrival interrupt your Me Time?” I asked her

“No, my son, not at all. It’s always good to have my sons around. It’s a good surprise that you came back early from your trip. We could spend some time together,” she said, and we continued with our breakfast and chit-chatted.

After that, I retired to my bedroom and dozed off to sleep again as I was down with jet lag. The entire time, I was imagining my Mom naked on her bed, masturbating and relieving herself. I had a mixed feeling about that. How can I think of my Mom like this? Is it okay to masturbate imagining your Mom?

All these thoughts clouded my mind. It was 1 pm, and I suddenly wanted to drink some water. I stepped out only to hear my Mom’s loud moans from her bedroom. She was again indulged in self-pleasure. I looked down and walked downstairs into the kitchen.

It was a broad day, and my Mom would easily come to know if I would peek into her room. As I came upstairs, the moans mellowed down and eventually stopped by the time I reached her door.

“Alex,” I heard my Mom calling me from her room.

“Yes, Mom,” I answered.

“Could you come in?” She invited me.

Why was my Mom inviting me into her room? What did she want from me? Will I be getting lucky? Or will it be the worst day of my life?

I entered her room thinking of all these things.

“Son, look at me,” she said as my eyes moved up and landed on my Mom. She was sitting in her lingerie, the one she wore last night. She had a choker around her neck and the same vibrator in her hand. I assumed her asshole was stuffed with the butt plug too.

“Son, I’m up here,” she said as I looked her in the eyes. She looked so beautiful and seductive, just the way she was sitting.

Her fair screen, brown hair and blue eyes were hypnotising. Her perfectly round breasts, covered in the netted fabric of her lingerie, showed her erect nipples poking out.

“Son, I know you were watching me last night,” Amy said.

“Mom,” I replied with a shock.

“Yes, Son, I’m your Mom. I know when one of my sons is peeking in my room,” she said with a smile.

“Do you know what I was doing yesterday?” She asked, thinking I was innocent. Little did she know, her sons were experts in this.

“Yes, Mom, you were relieving yourself,” I replied.

“Yes, the same way you relieved yourself twice last night, imagining me,” she replied

“How do you know about it?”

“A Mom knows everything, Son,”

“What am I doing here then?” I replied boldly

“Well, I was thinking, since we are alone in this house, rather than relieving ourselves in two different rooms, why don’t we do it together?”

“But isn’t that a sin?” I asked, trying to act

“Oh please, when did you start thinking about what is sin and what is not? I know you and your brother exchange and fuck each other’s girlfriends. Then what is wrong with this?” She said slyly

“Besides, I’ve seen you naked already before, and you did the same last night,” she replied.

I wonder how my Mom came to know about my and Ryan’s adventures while being so busy with her work. She is a Mom, after all.

“Mom, I don’t know what to say,” I replied

“Don’t say anything, and lower those shorts of yours. I can see your dick already wanting to be out here,” she said, and without a second thought, she pulled down my shorts, revealing my full-grown cock.

Both Ryan and I had fat cocks, almost 8 inches long and huge balls. Mom was staring at it the second it came out of my shorts.

“Well, you share traits with your father,” she replied as she removed her panties.

My guess was right, she had a butt plug buried in her ass.

“Mom, doesn’t it hurt?” I asked, looking at the plug

“It did in the beginning; now, if it’s not in, it hurts,” she replied, and we laughed. “Well, now, how do you want your mommy to help you with your dick?” She asked

“If you could reveal those boobs,” I said, and before she could say anything, I pulled her bra that tore it into 2 pieces.

“What the hell!” Mom exclaimed, “Looks like you’re in a hurry,”

Her breasts were now out in the open and looked so horny from up close. She had pink areolae and almost half-an-inch long nipples that were rock hard.

“Now that I’m completely naked, it’s only fair for you to remove your shirt,” she said. I quickly got naked and stood in front of her. My dick was just near her face as I displayed my athletic body.

She was staring at my body the entire time. I grabbed my dick with my right hand as I pushed her down on the bed. She was now lying flat on the bed with her pussy right in front of me.

“Let’s start then,” I said as I moved my hand up and down on my cock. My precum was leaking from the tip. I made sure to rub it all over my dick. Mom moved her hand on her pussy. She inserted the vibrator in her wet cunt while playing with her nipple with her other hand.

We both were looking at each other as we stroked and rubbed. It was getting erotic as our pace increased.  Mom increased the pace of the vibrator and started moaning.

“Oh, son, common, cum for your mommy,” she moaned loudly and that almost took me off the edge.

I somehow controlled myself as I didn’t want to cum first. Mom pressed some buttons on the remote, increasing her stimulation. Her moans grew louder and louder.

“I’m going to cum, baby,” she announced and rubbed her clit vigorously.

Within a few minutes, she screamed, and a long stream ejected out of her cunt. She squirted and sprayed her juices on her son’s body as I stood there, rubbing my dick, watching my Mom cum.

“Oh, fuck, that was good. I want to go again,” she exclaimed. The vibrator was still inside her. She started to rub her clit again.

“Fuck, son, oh fuck, just watching your dick is making me so dirty,” she said as we maintained eye contact.

“This has to be the best orgasm of my life,” she announced and squirted on me for the second time.

I was drenched in my Mom’s love juice, which tasted good. I wanted to touch my Mom’s pussy and rub it, taste it, lick it, but I didn’t want to overstep. I wanted her to take the initiative.

“Mom, you’re going to make me cum,” I said as I increased my speed.

“Cum for your mommy, Son. Let’s cum together,” she said and turned on the vibrator again. I moved closer to the bed. Her pussy was just below my dick as I stood in the middle of her legs. I could feel the warmth of my Mom’s pussy on my legs.

I was getting close, and so was my Mom. Mom came for the third time and squirted again. This was too much for me, and I announced, “I’m cumming, Mom,”

A long white thread of cum released out of my dick, and it landed on my Mom’s face. Ropes of cum blasted off my dick and covered my Mom from her abdomen to her face.

This was the first time I came so much. There was cum on my Mom’s forehead, her lips, her face, her neck, her boobs, her stomach and on her abdomen.

“Whoa, you’ve given me a cum bath,” she said and giggled.

“Yes,” I panted, “and you’ve bathed me in your squirt,” I said as we both laughed.

Our orgasms were strong and sucked out all the energy out of our bodies. I collapsed on the bed next to her. We lay there naked, without touching each other’s naked bodies.

Mom looked at me and scooped some of my cum from her boobs in her fingers. She licked her finger and tasted her son’s sperm.

“Delicious. Next time, make sure you cum in my mouth. I wouldn’t want to waste this precious stuff,” she said, scooping almost everything off her body and swallowing it all.

Stay tuned for the next part!

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.

Veena of Seduction

Parvalikka, a young and vibrant 19-year-old, sat in her cosy studio apartment. Her fingers danced across the keyboard as she prepared for her upcoming YouTube interview.

She had recently started a channel dedicated to exploring Indian classical arts. Today, she was thrilled to speak with Hari Parameshwaran, a renowned Veena teacher and Carnatic music expert.

With her laptop camera positioned just right, she showcased her vibrant personality through her unique style. Parvalikka couldn’t wait to delve into the world of classical music.

Her dark, wavy hair framed her face, accentuated by a nose ring that sparkled under the studio lights. A belly ring peeked out from under her crop top, hinting at her rebellious spirit. Tattoos adorned her arms, contrasting the traditional art form she was about to discuss.

She took a sip of her masala chai, the warmth soothing her nerves as she double-checked her notes. This interview meant a lot to her, as she wanted to showcase the beauty of Indian culture to her global audience.

Growing up in America, Parvalikka had always felt a deep connection to her roots. This channel was her way of exploring her heritage. As the clock struck 10 a.m., Parvalikka’s heart raced with anticipation. She clicked the ‘record’ button, and her bubbly voice filled the room.

“Namaste, everyone! Welcome to another episode of ‘Exploring India’s Treasures.’ I’m Parvalikka, your host, and today. We have a very special guest joining us. Please give a warm welcome to the legendary Hari Iyengar, the man behind the enchanting melodies of the Veena!”

On the screen, Hari appeared his presence commanding attention. He was an alpha male in his late forties, with a salt-and-pepper beard framing his intense gaze. His traditional Iyengar attire exuded an air of elegance and wisdom.

“Namaste, Parvalikka ji. It’s an honour to be here. I must say, you have a captivating presence. Your enthusiasm for our rich cultural heritage is truly inspiring,” Hari’s deep voice resonated, his eyes locking with hers.

Parvalikka felt a flutter in her stomach at his compliment. She smiled, dimples deepening as she responded, “Thank you, Hari sir. I’m just passionate about sharing these beautiful art forms with the world. So, let’s begin. Can you tell us about your journey with the Veena?”

Hari leaned back in his chair. His fingers instinctively reached for an imaginary Veena as if recalling his earliest memories. “It started with my grandfather. He was a master of this ancient instrument, and I would sit for hours, mesmerized by the way his fingers danced across the strings. The Veena became my companion, voice, and path to understanding the depths of Carnatic music.”

As Hari spoke, Parvalikka hung on his every word, her eyes wide with fascination. She asked more questions, her curiosity driving the conversation forward. Hari’s passion was infectious. His words painted vivid pictures of musical journeys and the emotions the Veena could evoke.

Hari’s eyes occasionally strayed from the camera, lingering on her exposed midriff and the glint of her belly ring. The subtle movement of her chest as she breathed sent a rush of desire through his veins.

Hari was a man who appreciated beauty. Parvalikka’s unique blend of traditional and modern aesthetics intrigued him.

The interview progressed. Parvalikka’s questions became more intimate, delving into Hari’s personal experiences with music. His responses grew more intense. His voice lowered as he shared his intimate connection with the Veena.

“It’s like making love, Parvalikka. The way the Veena responds to my touch, the way it sings and cries. It’s a conversation, a dance of passion. I become one with the instrument and feel truly alive in those moments.”

Parvalikka’s cheeks flushed at his words, her heart pounding. She shifted in her seat, unaware that her movements were becoming more sensual. Her shorts rode up her thighs. Hari’s eyes widened at the glimpse of her smooth, tanned skin.

“Parvalikka, your passion is palpable. I can sense your connection to this art form. It’s as if you’re meant to be a part of this ancient tradition,” Hari said, his voice thick with desire.

Parvalikka’s breath quickened. She leaned forward, her eyes locked with his. “I want to understand, Hari sir. I want to feel what you feel when you play. Can you  show me?”

Hari’s breath hitched. He knew he shouldn’t, but the temptation was too great. With a nod, he stood, his tall frame filling the screen. “I can try, Parvalikka. But you must come closer. The Veena is an intimate instrument, and its secrets are revealed only to those who dare to embrace it.”

Parvalikka’s heart raced as she rose from her chair, her fingers trembling slightly. She stepped towards the camera, her eyes never leaving Hari’s. The recording continued the erotic dance about to unfold.

Hari’s gaze travelled down her body, taking in her slender frame, the curves of her hips, and the soft swell of her breasts. “Come, let me show you the power of the Veena.”

As he spoke, Hari reached out, his rough fingers brushing against Parvalikka’s hand. A spark of electricity shot through her, and she gasped, her eyes fluttering shut momentarily. Hari’s touch was commanding, leading her towards the off-screen Veena.

“Relax, my dear. Let the music guide you,” Hari whispered, his breath warm against her ear. Parvalikka’s knees felt weak as Hari positioned her in front of the Veena, her back to the audience.

She could feel the instrument’s smooth, wooden surface against her thighs. Its presence is both foreign and enticing. Hari’s hands gently guided hers onto the strings, his body close behind her. She could feel his warmth, his breath on her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

His fingers intertwined with hers, teaching her the basic technique. But the lesson was far from innocent. “Let your fingers glide like a lover’s touch,” he murmured, his lips brushing her ear. “Feel the vibrations, the music awakening within you.”

Parvalikka’s breath quickened as she obeyed, her fingers moving harmoniously with Hari’s. The Veena responded, its melody filling the room, a sensuous tune that seemed to echo their growing desire. Hari’s hands moved lower, his fingers tracing the curves of her waist, his touch possessive.

“You’re a natural, Parvalikka. The Veena responds to your touch, just as I do,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with want. Parvalikka’s body tingled with pleasure as the music continued. Hari’s hands roamed freely, his touch becoming bolder.

He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hardening nipples through the thin fabric of her top. She moaned softly, her head falling back against his shoulder. “Let go, my dear. Surrender to the music and me,” Hari whispered, his lips trailing kisses along her neck.

Parvalikka’s inhibitions melted away as the Veena’s melody reached a crescendo. Hari’s hands slid beneath her top, his calloused fingers caressing her bare skin. He teased her nipples, rolling and pinching them gently, eliciting soft cries of pleasure from her lips.

“Oh, Hari sir,” Parvalikka’s words trailed off as his hands moved lower, his fingers tracing the waistband of her shorts. Hari’s lips found hers, his kiss demanding and passionate. Parvalikka responded eagerly, her hands gripping the Veena tightly as their tongues danced.

His fingers hooked into the shorts, slowly pulling them down her hips, revealing the delicate lace of her panties. Breaking the kiss, Hari whispered against her lips, “Let me show you the true power of this ancient art, my eager student.”

Parvalikka’s eyes fluttered open, desire clouding her vision. She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. Hari’s fingers dipped beneath the lace, finding her wetness, and she arched into his touch.

“You’re so ready for me, my little musician,” he growled, his voice thick with lust.

Hari’s fingers plunged into her warmth, his thumb finding her clit as he began to stroke her rhythmically. Parvalikka’s body trembled, her head thrown back as she moaned, the sensations overwhelming.

Hari’s other hand continued to guide her fingers on the Veena, the music now a sensual backdrop to their erotic duet.

“Yes, Hari sir, please,” Parvalikka pleaded, her voice hoarse.

Hari chuckled darkly, his fingers working her body into a frenzy. “Say it, my sweet. Tell me what you want.”

“Your touch inside me,” she managed between gasps.

Hari’s fingers left her pussy, and he slowly turned her to face him, his eyes dark with desire. “As you wish, my eager student. But first, a taste of your sweetness.”

Parvalikka’s eyes widened. Hari dropped to his knees before her, his hands grasping her thighs. He pulled her closer, his lips brushing against her sensitive skin. Then he kissed her intimately, his tongue sliding through her wet folds.

Parvalikka cried out, her hands gripping his shoulders. His tongue danced over her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Hari’s skilled mouth devoured her, his fingers spreading her open for his exploration.

“Hari, oh god,” she moaned, her head thrown back, her body swaying with the waves of pleasure. Hari’s hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he devoured her with abandon.

His tongue flicked and teased, driving her closer to the edge. Parvalikka’s legs trembled, her body on the brink of release.

“Cum for me, my sweet. Let me taste your pleasure,” Hari whispered, his voice hoarse.

Parvalikka’s eyes squeezed shut as she surrendered to the building orgasm. Her body shook, her cries filling the studio as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Hari continued his oral assault, drinking in her essence, his hands holding her steady as she rode out the storm.

As Parvalikka’s tremors subsided, Hari stood, his eyes blazing with desire. He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the nearby couch, his lips never leaving hers.

“Now, my eager student, it’s time for your next lesson,” he murmured against her lips.

Parvalikka’s heart raced as she realized what was about to happen. The Veena’s melody, now a distant backdrop, seemed to echo her mounting anticipation. Hari laid her down gently, his hands exploring her body with reverence.

“You’re so beautiful, Parvalikka. A true masterpiece,” he whispered, his fingers tracing the lines of her tattoos.

Parvalikka’s eyes sparkled with desire as she reached for him, her hands tugging at his clothing. Hari obliged, his hands never leaving her skin as he undressed, revealing his muscular, sculpted body.

Hari positioned himself between her thighs, his hard length pressing against her wetness. He looked into her eyes, his gaze intense. “Are you ready for the ultimate lesson, my dear?”

Parvalikka nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes, Master,  please, ”

With a slow, deliberate thrust, Hari entered her, filling her with his thickness. Parvalikka arched her back, her hands gripping his shoulders as a mix of pleasure and pain washed over her.

Hari’s eyes closed momentarily, his breath ragged as he savoured the sensation of being inside her.

“You’re so tight, my sweet. So warm and wet,” he groaned, his voice strained.

Hari began to move, his hips thrusting in a slow, steady rhythm. Parvalikka matched his pace, her body responding to his every movement. The couch creaked beneath them, the Veena’s melody now a distant memory, replaced by the sounds of their passionate union.

Hari’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her to meet his thrusts. His pace quickened, his breath hot against her neck as he whispered words of encouragement. Parvalikka’s body trembled, her orgasm building once more.

“That’s it, my eager student. Let go, cum for me again,” Hari urged, his voice commanding.

Parvalikka’s nails dug into his shoulders as she cried out, her body shuddering with release. Hari continued to thrust, his climax building as he felt her tighten around him.

“Hari… I…” Parvalikka gasped, her eyes pleading.

Hari’s control snapped, and with a growl, he thrust deeply, his release flooding into her. He collapsed onto her, his breath ragged as he kissed her passionately, their hearts pounding in unison.

As their breathing slowed, Hari rolled onto his side, pulling Parvalikka with him, their bodies still entwined. He brushed the hair from her face, his fingers tracing her features.

“You’re extraordinary, Parvalikka. This was unexpected but utterly captivating,” he said, his voice filled with wonder.

Parvalikka’s cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling with post-coital satisfaction. “I never imagined an interview could lead to this, Hari sir. But I’m so glad it did.”

Hari chuckled, his hand moving to caress her cheek. “Well, my dear, this is just the beginning. There’s much more for you to learn, and I intend to be your guide.”

Parvalikka’s eyes widened, excitement and curiosity shining in her gaze. “I can’t wait to see what the next lesson will be, Hari sir.”

Hari smiled, his eyes filled with mischief. “Neither can I, my eager student. Neither can I. ”

As the recording continued, their conversation flowed. Still, she knew this recording would be her lifetime reward. It remained unaware of the erotic encounter that had just taken place to the outside world.

Little did they know, this was just the first chapter in the sensual journey of Parvalikka and her Veena master, Hari Iyengar.

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Greetings, readers! This is Rahul from Chandigarh, and thank you for your ongoing support of the earlier Meera articles. I am here today to talk about what happened to Neha, who I met last week at a pub.

Friday night

The vibrant pulse of the music throbbed through the air as I stepped into the dimly lit pub. It was a typical Friday night, the kind where the week’s stress melted away in a sea of laughter, clinking glasses, and swirling lights. The crowd moved rhythmically, lost in the beats of the latest hits, and the atmosphere buzzed with anticipation.

As I made my way to the bar, I spotted her. Neha. She stood with her friends, laughter dancing in her eyes, her long hair cascading down her back. The soft glow of the neon lights framed her face, highlighting her smile and the spark of mischief in her gaze. I felt an instant pull, a magnetic connection that drew me closer.

“Can I buy you a drink?” I asked, stepping up to her as the bass thumped in time with my heartbeat.

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. “Only if you promise to tell me your best joke.”

I grinned, taken aback by her playful spirit. “Alright, but you might regret it!”

As I ordered our drinks, I felt a wave of excitement. We started to talk, the conversation flowing effortlessly. Neha was witty and charming, her laughter infectious. We shared stories, our voices rising above the music, weaving a connection that felt both familiar and new.

“Want to dance?” she asked, her eyes gleaming with challenge.

I couldn’t refuse. We slipped onto the dance floor, surrounded by bodies swaying to the rhythm. Neha moved with a confidence that mesmerized me. I followed her lead, losing myself in the moment. The world outside faded; it was just the two of us, lost in our own universe.

After a few songs, we found ourselves breathless and laughing, leaning against the bar for a drink. I caught her gaze and felt something shift. The energy between us crackled, igniting a spark I couldn’t ignore. “What’s your favorite thing to do on weekends?” I asked, genuinely curious.

“Spontaneity is my favorite,” she replied, a playful smirk on her lips. “How about we make this night unforgettable?”

A thrill ran through me at her words. “I’m in. What do you have in mind?”

She leaned closer, her voice a conspiratorial whisper. “Let’s dance like no one’s watching, and maybe go somewhere a little more… private?”

Saturday Morning

The night passed in a whirlwind of laughter, dancing, and the kind of connection that felt electric. When the pub finally closed, Neha led me out into the cool night air, her hand entwined with mine. The city was alive, lights twinkling like stars as we wandered the streets.

“Let’s go to my place,” she suggested, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

I hesitated for a brief moment, the weight of the decision hanging in the air. But as I looked into her eyes, I saw a promise of adventure and warmth that I couldn’t resist. “Alright, lead the way.”

Her apartment was cozy and inviting, the walls adorned with vibrant artwork and shelves filled with books. The faint scent of vanilla candles wafted through the air, creating a warm ambiance. Neha poured us two glasses of wine and we settled on the couch, the music from the night still echoing in our minds.

We talked for hours, sharing dreams, fears, and everything in between. As the night wore on, the conversation deepened, revealing layers of vulnerability and connection. I found myself captivated not just by her beauty but by her spirit—the way she viewed the world, her passions, her dreams.

As the clock ticked away, Neha moved closer, her warmth radiating. I reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Our eyes locked, and in that moment, everything else faded away. Slowly, I leaned in, and our lips met in a soft kiss that quickly ignited into something more passionate.

After kissing her, I gently lifted her and laid her on my bed. I leaned in, showering her with soft kisses, beginning at her forehead and traveling down all over her body till I reach her thighs.

Her cheeks flushed bright red. I breathed gently on her skin, and she smiled, revealing an adorable dimple. I playfully traced it with my tongue before kissing her cheek.

I leaned in close to her ear and asked, “Neha?” She let out a soft “hmm” and closed her eyes. I kissed her ear gently and gave a small peck kiss over her neck and she wrapped her arms around me, holding me close.

She stood at a height of 5’2” with measurements of 34-32-36. She’s incredibly alluring with perfect curves. From the moment I saw her, I felt an undeniable attraction, though the opportunity seemed out of reach. Whenever I could, I enjoyed the simple pleasure of touching her hands and shoulders, and occasionally I found a way to brush against her soft breast.

I stooped to kiss her neck, kissed the cleavage that was showing through her bra, and left it there. She gave me a hug right away. I descended and began kissing her and her bra. She was shaking and wriggling, loving it. I pressed my lips to the bra and the breast. Firm and erect were the nipples. After that, I took off the bra to reveal her breast. The white breast with the dark brown nipple was amazing.

I gently touched her nipples and her breast with my tongue. I began sipping milk after biting her nipples. She put her breast to my face and hugged. Her lust was pulsating through her hot body. I reached down and touched her gorgeous navel, tickling her belly button tenderly.

I then walked to the kitchen and left her behind. Her expression was inquisitive. I brought a Silk chocolate and some ice cubes in a bowl for her when she arrived. I laid her down on the bed and gave her a kiss on the lips. Subsequently, I placed the ice cube on her lips, placed my mouth over hers, and planted a kiss on her nipples, allowing the chocolate to melt in the heat. Next, I pulled the ice through her neck and positioned it on her navel. The cold was making her shiver. I then applied ice to her navel. She was still throbbing.

When I tried to take off her trousers, my colleague fought me. I approached her, gave her a kiss, and took her trousers off with one hand. She put her hand over her privates. I stood up and gave her a stunned expression. What a beauty! She put her hands over her body. I then removed my pants. Her eyes contracted and enlarged at the sight of it. I knew I could constantly touch her G-Spot with my decent-looking 8-inch erected penis as I rammed her. She gave me a blowjob with ease. Afterwards for the 69th spot.

Honey gushed from her vagina. I then laid her down on the bed, slipped between her legs, and gave her a quick rub of my penis tip. She began to groan and beg for me to intervene. I used a condom.

I move my penis slowly. It was really challenging at first, and she began to ache as she hadn’t done it in a long time. It only went halfway, so I removed it.

Next, I tried to insert my tool by putting saliva in her vaginal hole and tip. I went in more quickly this time, and I was able to go halfway in one stroke. She began to savor the thrill. She trembled a lot as we went; I remained motionless and then planted a kiss on her lips while keeping my fingers on her nipple.

I began by using gentle strokes. I accelerated and started biting her constantly and each time the pain left her. She began to relish the sensation of passion. Her voice was the sole sound in the entire room. “Aaaahhh… Ssshhhhhssss… Hmm…” She moaned as she scraped my back and neck.

The moan from her aroused me. My penis became larger and more active and before long, I could feel her vagina tightening and restricting my motions. She bit my neck as she gave me a hug. She let out a sudden “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh” and gave me a hug.

Saturday Evening

We spent the next day together, exploring the city in the sunlight. Neha took me to her favorite café, where we savored delicious pastries and talked about everything under the sun. We laughed over silly stories, finding comfort in the little things we had in common.

Afterward, we wandered through a nearby park, hand in hand, the autumn leaves crunching beneath our feet. The world felt alive around us, and every moment with her felt like magic.

As we walked, Neha stopped to admire a street artist, mesmerized by the way he brought his canvas to life. I watched her, feeling a warmth spread through me. She was passionate, curious, and utterly enchanting.

“Let’s do something spontaneous!” she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with excitement. “How about we get our faces painted?”

I laughed at the idea but found myself nodding in agreement. We both sat down, and as the artist painted bright colors on our faces, we couldn’t help but giggle like kids. It was liberating and exhilarating, a perfect reflection of the weekend we were having.

Later that evening, we returned to her place, faces still adorned with paint and laughter still bubbling between us. Neha put on some music and we danced in her living room, our laughter filling the space.

Eventually, we settled down on the couch, the energy between us shifting into something more intimate. “Can I tell you a secret?” she whispered, leaning closer.

“Of course,” I replied, my heart racing.

“I feel like to go inside deeper without any condom,” she said, her gaze steady. “It’s like we were meant to meet tonight.”

“Can I kiss you again?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

She nodded, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. As our lips met, I felt a wave of warmth wash over me, a sense of belonging that I hadn’t experienced in a long time.

After that, I tried to gently squeeze her breast and moved my hand all the way into her panty. I then started fingering her and her breath gradually increased. I lifted her and took her to bed, where I undressed her completely, kissed her all over, and moved her panty lining and started licking her pussy vigorously. Neha began to moan loudly and squeeze me between her legs, at which point she suddenly smeared all over my face.

I then entered her pussy hole in one go and began to bang her mercilessly. She was biting me with each push and leaving scratch marks all over my back. With this wild pleasure, she assumed a reverse cowgirl position, exposing her entire booty to me. I was ecstatic to see her squeezing my tool all over to release all of my juices.

Excited, I made her into a butterfly position and pushed her to one corner of the bed, giving away all of the pleasure. Eventually, I filled her with all of my cum deep inside, and we rested in that position until my penis shortened. I could feel all the wetness over the bed. My cum was oozing out from her pussy, and we both cuddled for some time and had shower. We cuddled until early morning and went to sleep.

Sunday Morning

The next morning, I awoke to the soft rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains. I turned to find Neha sleeping peacefully beside me, her hair a halo around her face. I couldn’t help but smile, the memories of the previous night flooding back—her laughter, the way she had looked at me, the kisses that had ignited a fire within.

I quietly slipped out of bed and made my way to the kitchen, determined to make her breakfast. The aroma of coffee filled the air as I prepared a simple meal. I set the table, adding a small vase with a single flower I had found in her living room—a bright reminder of our colorful weekend.

When Neha finally woke up, she followed the delightful scent to the kitchen. Her eyes widened in surprise and delight. “You’re full of surprises!” she exclaimed, her face lighting up.

“I thought you deserved a nice breakfast,” I replied, smiling as I served her a plate.

We talked about our favorite moments from the weekend, laughter bubbling between us as we reminisced about our spontaneous adventures.

“Can we do this again?” I asked, pausing to look into her eyes.

“Absolutely,” Neha replied, her smile radiant. “This weekend has been amazing.”

As the day drew to a close, we returned to her apartment, knowing that this weekend had transformed something in both of us. We shared one last kiss, a promise of more adventures to come, and a bond that felt unbreakable.

As I left her place, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of something beautiful. The world awaited us, and I was ready to dive into it—with her by my side.

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After he asked us, “Shall we go?” he paid the bill for us, and we hopped in his car. Once when we boarded in his car, he told me that for this night, he owned me and he paid a good amount for us both.

I was already tired because of that vibrator and I simply nodded my head agreeing to what he said! Then, my friend whispered in my ear, “We’re going to have great fun tonight, and this is a dream come true for me.”

While driving the car, he stopped and ordered me to wear the butt plug. I inserted it and sat there like an obedient girl. He then told me to go to the nearby pharmacy and told me to buy a pack of condoms. Then I stepped out of the car. While I was walking to the pharmacy, they vibrated my butt plug but at a slow speed. Managing that, somehow I got to that pharma and asked for a pack of condoms.

Then they increased the speed of my butt plug and I got horny, moaning too low to myself. I realized that I didn’t have any money with me. So again, I got to the car and I asked him for money. He told me, “If I give you money, you have to get naked in this car the whole time we take to reach her house.” I agreed to that, and imagining that itself made me horny.

I then got money from him, and went back to the pharmacy and bought the condoms. While returning to the car, they increased the speed of my butt plug. So I squatted, and the butt plug fell on the road. Everyone around me saw that and I was embarrassed. They saw that and laughed hard in the car. But I didn’t get angry with them. I liked that. That was when I realized I had become a complete slut! And then I got back in the car.

He then told me to take off my crop top and my skirt which I did. Now I was in my bra and panties. While I was gonna remove them too, he told me not to because he loved the way I look now. I blushed a little, which they both noticed, and they teased me for that.

I got too comfortable with them as well as horny. We reached her apartment and I tried to wear my crop top and skirt. But he took those from me and ordered me to come as I was. Not able to do anything, I got out of the car and ran from the parking lot to the elevator and waited for them there. After reaching the 7th floor, I ran to her home and waited for my friend to open the door as soon as possible.

He teased me in front of the door and slapped my ass which echoed all over the floor. But thankfully no one was out there at that time. I checked the time, it was 11 pm. Then I stripped naked automatically without anyone saying anything. They both laughed at me and they both got naked as well.

Now I will tell you about him: He was a fit guy with no excessive hair on his body and with a clean shaved face. But he looked like a real masculine man and he had a cock similar to the size of mine, which is 6″.

By looking at him, I got aroused, and he ordered me to kneel. I knelt and was waiting for him to order me to suck his cock. But he didn’t. He told my friend to suck his cock and made me watch them. After some time, he came to me and asked me to open my mouth. Then he pissed all over my mouth and my face and my body.

I had never seen that much piss in my lifetime. But the good thing was it didn’t smell bad. She then came to me and pissed in my mouth and he told me not to swallow that piss or spit it out. So I held their piss in my mouth, and they both started kissing each other. After that, he ordered me to swallow half of the piss in my mouth, which I did instantly.

Then he spat on her mouth and told her to spit on my mouth. She spat on my mouth with his spit as well as her spit. After that, she slapped me, and he again ordered me to only swallow half of it.

He then made her suck his cock where I was kneeling and watching them with an erect dick. He spat on her face, and she took all that slimy spit on her hand and kissed me with that spit. He told me to spit what was left in my mouth all over my body and face.

Now I was fully covered with saliva, piss, and precum. He gave me his cock for which I had been waiting all this time. As soon as he gave me his cock, I went deep throat. They both were shocked and laughed at me. I sucked his cock fully without leaving a spot for 10-15 minutes. All this time, she was sitting beside me and was guiding my head to suck his cock.

Then he told my friend to lay on the bed and he started to fuck her in her black pussy. He told me to insert the butt plug and he took her phone and controlled the speed of my butt plug. He then pulled her to the end of the bed and made me sit facing her pussy. After that, he sat on my head and started to fuck her.

I was licking her asshole, and there was a butt plug in my ass running at full speed. This continued for like 15 minutes. Then we all got up and started to kiss each other like monsters. After that, he started to slap my ass so hard that my ass got so reddish and told her to wear the strap-on.

He lied on the bed and took her above her. Slowly, he inserted his cock inside her thick black dark pussy. After that, I got on top of her, where she inserted her strap-on in my asshole. Me and my friend were only making motions using our hips, and he was lying there with immense pleasure.

Then they made me suck that butt plug which was in my ass more often. After that, we all got up, and he ordered me to be in a doggy position. He told her to get that butt plug from my ass to her ass, which she did, and he started to fuck me. At first, it was hard for him to get into my asshole. But then she spat on his dick and he slowly inserted it in my ass. I was in heaven when it entered again. Out of nowhere, I started to beg him to fuck me faster.

He got so turned on, and because of that, he started to fuck me so much faster, like a menace. She was lying in front of me with a butt plug in her ass, and I got a hold of her strap-on. I started to fuck her with her strap-on in her pussy.

He turned me over and made me lie down on my back and started to fuck me. She sat on my face now with the butt plug. Then I removed that butt plug and gave it to her which she inserted in her pussy. I started to lick her dark asshole which seemed like a dark hole. All this while, he was fucking me hard. Then they both started to wank my dick and I got so hard.

The scenario was like this, “My legs were behind his hips, dancing in the air as he was fucking me so hard like a monster. There was sweat on his smooth chest, his lips biting each other as his thrusts were getting harder and harder. His hands were stroking my cock and me laying there getting fucked like a cheap slut whore, with my makeup messed up, and was muffling, not able to moan louder, and my face below her ass where I was both moaning and licking her asshole with her sweat smell. There was she on top of me sitting in my face moaning like the earth was going down in pleasure, butt-plug on her pussy with full speed and her on my cock as well stroking it with him.”

Then she started to shout “I am gonna squirt!” “I am gonna squirt!” and she squirted all over me and his body which made him fuck me faster. This made them stroke my dick so faster, which made me cum at that instant when my cum squirted up above in the air. It was all over my body and her as well.

Suddenly, I felt a warmth inside my asshole like a warm liquid which was his cum as he shouted ,”Ohh fuck! Ohh fuck!”. After that, she took off the butt plug from her pussy and she got off of me and laid beside me. Then he took his cock out of my ass where some of his cum was leaking from my ass and he laid on the other side of me. And then we all three slept without even moving.

The next day, I woke up and saw that they both were sleeping without a single piece of cloth. Then everyone woke up and he got dressed. I was lying there in her bed as I was still tired and felt a burning sensation in my ass. He then gave her a lot of money and gave me 5000 rupees and told me that this would happen often and smiled at me and left!

But this time, I was not scared. Instead, I felt so happy, and I smiled back at him. She kissed me on my forehead and told me that she needed to get to her work and told me to leave as soon as possible. So I got up quickly and took a quick bath, put up my clothes, and was ready to leave.

Then I told her that thanks for this wonderful experience and I was leaving. I told her that I was now a complete sissy slut and that she could call me anytime for these kinds of sexual pleasures. Then I left for my class.

This has happened just a week before and I didn’t expect myself to write a story here. Anyway, thanks to everyone who read this story thus far. And I guess this will be my last story here. If you have any feedback or anything, just contact me at [email protected]