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Part 5 Conclusion: Bunty lightly pressed the side of her heavy engorged boobs over her wet shirt and said, “Is this where it is hurting, bhabhi?”

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By then, bhabhi’s boobs were so full of milk and hypersensitive, they were ready to explode. Bhabhi’s body shuddered at his touch as she instinctively stepped back, releasing his hands from the sides of her melons.

She had not expected him to do that and was clearly flustered by his unexpected brash move. But was also clearly getting aroused involuntarily. Her nipples were now visibly hardened trying to poke through her shirt.

Bhabi: Bunty, what are you doing?! What has gotten into you?!!

Bunty didn’t reply, but bhabhi got her answer as she noticed the obvious erection pitching a tent under his shorts. She followed his gaze to her hardened nipples poking and oozing milk through her already wet shirt which were so soaked that droplets of her milk were dripping down drop by drop. When he finally spoke, all he managed to say was, “WOW bhabhi, they are so BIG!”

Bhabhi’s face reddened with embarrassment as she quickly turned around and said, “You know what? I am grateful that you guys offered to stay and help while Sonu is away, but I’ll be fine. You both can go home now.”

Bunty: How can you say you are fine, bhabhi? Look at your feet. Your boobs are so full that your milk is leaking and dripping down on your feet.

Bhabhi already knew she was leaking profusely. She desperately wanted to be touched and milked. But she also knew that if she allowed them to stay, there was no telling how far things would go and if she would have the self-control to stop it. In her vulnerable state, she was involuntarily getting aroused with all this attention. She knew she had to ask them to go while she had any self-control left.

Bhabhi: Bunty, please! Try to understand and just listen to me. I will manage.

Knowing he might never get this opportunity again when Bhaiya returned, he walked up to bhabhi and hugged her tight from behind, clutching her in his arms as his lips lightly touched the back of her neck while he said, “No, Bhabhi. Bhaiya would be so upset if we left you when you needed our help most. We won’t leave you like this.” Bhabhi gasped and bit her lips as he held her tightly and she felt his erection grind against her big plump butt.

Bunty continued, “Tell me bhabhi, won’t you feel relief if we drain your big boobs?” as he continued grinding his erection against her butt and grabbed the sides of her boobs from over her shirt from behind, squeezing it, causing streams of milk to spray down to her feet.

With her tits in his grasp and his erection grinding her butt, bhabhi no longer had the self-control to resist and said, “I give up, Bunty. I don’t know what to do anymore.” Then he planted a soft kiss on the back of her neck and said, “Be at ease now and leave it to us, bhabhi, but let me wipe the milk off your feet first.”

Bunty looked around the room for a cloth until he saw bhabhi’s panties on the floor corner where I had left them. I wasn’t able to put them on bhabhi as they had come too suddenly. He picked them up and proceeded to clean bhabhi’s feet with her own panties.

He then stood up and, holding the panties in front of bhabhi’s face, asked, “Bhabhi, these were in the corner. Are you not wearing any panties?” Bhabhi was caught off-guard by his question as her face blushed, and she started nervously stuttering, trying to answer him.

Bunty: It’s ok bhabhi, no need to feel embarrassed. I’ll help put this on you.

This was his excuse to pull down her shorts and see her naked pussy. Surely, I thought she would not allow him to pull down her shorts. But she was so aroused with his attention and touching that she just stood there silently, almost eagerly waiting for him to pull down her shorts.

Until now, I had hoped that bhabhi would have resisted and sent them home, but things took a different course. Despite his threats to expose me, I did not doubt that if I didn’t intervene now, he would end up fucking bhabhi.

I barged into the room and said, “That won’t be necessary Bunty, I am back now.” Everyone looked in my direction in surprise. Bunty and Akash’s faces shriveled with anger and frustration, seeing me ruin their plans.

Bhabhi: Sonu, how could you just leave without telling me?!

Bunty: Bhabhi, you should not be relying on him to help you. You don’t know what impure thoughts he has about you.

Bhabhi: What is all this, Bunty? Stop talking rubbish.

Bunty pulled out bhabhi’s dirty panties, which I had masturbated with, from his shorts pocket held them stretched in front of bhabhi, and said, “These are your panties, right bhabhi?” Bhabhi replied in the affirmative but looked confused at where this was headed.

Bunty: Do you know where I found this, bhabhi? Under Sonu’s bed. And look what he did with it bhabhi. (pointing to the cum stains)

With shock and confusion on her face, bhabhi looked in my direction.

Me: It’s not like that bhabhi, I can explain.

Bunty: What will he explain, bhabhi? I caught him red-handed.

Bhabhi: Enough, Bunty. You two have to leave now, please. I am not in any condition to talk about this right now. Whatever the truth is, it will have to wait.

Bunty: Fine bhabhi, but if what I’m telling you is the truth, you have to let us help you just like Sonu gets to. Do you promise?

Bhabhi: Ok baba, fine! I promise.

Disappointed and disgruntled, they both walked out of the room, giving me an evil eye as they walked past me. I made sure to lock the main door after they left the house before returning to Bhabhi’s room. Then we stood there awkwardly, unable to make eye contact after all that Bunty had revealed to bhabhi.

Me: Bhabhi, please, allow me to explain.

Bhabhi: Not now Sonu. We have to talk about this but as I said, I am not in any condition to talk right now.

I walked up to bhabhi, tenderly kissed her sweaty forehead, and led her to the bed, where she sat with her back against the headboard. Then I grasped the bottom edges of her wet shirt that was stretched to the limit by the weight and size of her colossal boobs, lifted them, and removed her shirt, leaving her with nothing on except her tiny loose panty-less white shorts and mangal sutra.

I laid down on bhabhi’s side and scooted down to take her large, dark, leaking nipple in my mouth and was instantly rewarded with warm, sweet milk. Bhabhi let out a loud, “Aah!” as she felt pressure relief in her left breast, encouraging me to continue emptying her milk jugs with vigor. The moment was suddenly interrupted when my phone rang, startling us both. Unwillingly, I let her nipple slip out of my mouth to retrieve my phone from my shorts pocket. It was bhaiya.

Then I put the phone on speaker, placed it next to bhabhi, and returned to take her nipple back in my mouth and continue feasting while she spoke to Bhaiya.

Bhaiya: Sheetal, where is Sonu? He left his phone with you.

Bhabhi was silent for a second thinking of what to say. She could not tell him that his younger brother was right there with his mouth latched on to his wife’s nipple, feasting on her milk. Until today, bhabhi had never kept any secrets or lied to bhaiya.

Bhabhi: Actually, his friends have come over. He was in the middle of playing a video game with them, so he gave me the phone and rushed back to them.

While they spoke and caught up, I continued sucking. I was aware that Bhabhi’s other breast must still be hurting, so I moved my hand to her other breast, grasping her neglected nipple firmly between my thumb and index finger, pulling down on it to expel milk, causing Bhabhi to squeal loudly.

Bhaiya: What happened Sheetal? Are you ok?

Bhabhi: It was just a cramp, I am ok.

Bhaiya: Sheetal, I have some good news. Things are going well here, and I just got a raise.

Bhabhi’s face lit up with a smile. She congratulated bhaiya and told him he deserved it. After all, she knew the struggles he had to go through and this was the first good news since that unfortunate day.

Bhaiya: Now I can afford a live-in caretaker for you. In fact, I have already arranged for someone to come over tomorrow morning.

Bhabhi: That is good news, but I didn’t expect you would find someone so quickly.

Bhaiya: And that’s still not the best news Sheetal. Do you know what this coming Saturday is?

Bhabhi: Of course, it’s our wedding anniversary. How could I forget?

Bhaiya: And neither did I Sheetal. I’ll be coming over this weekend to celebrate our wedding anniversary.

Bhabhi was jubilated and couldn’t stop smiling. There was finally something for her to look forward to in these dark times.

Bhabhi: You couldn’t have given me better news. God only knows how I have managed without you.

Bhaiya: I can’t wait to see you again, Sheetal. I have missed you so much. Can I ask you something, Sheetal?

Bhabhi: Yes, of course. What is it?

Bhaiya: Have you missed me too?

Bhabhi: You know I have. Every day without you has been a challenge.

Bhaiya: Sheetal, I meant did you also miss our intimacy? God only knows how much I have missed seeing and touching you.

Bhabhi and I were both stunned to hear bhaiya talk like this. He thought bhabhi was alone and could talk freely. Bhabhi’s face, however, was red with embarrassment, and she didn’t want to have this conversation while I was still there.

Bhabhi: Let’s not talk about those things right now.

Bhaiya, however, was clearly in an aroused mood and said, “I wish I was there right now, to undress you and see you naked. I’m dying to see and play with those big juicy melons of yours. They must be aching to be fondled.” If he only knew his little brother was right there, with his mouth latched on to his wife’s nipple while his hands were groping her other breast.

After earlier having felt Bunty’s erection grind against her butt and with me sucking and playing with her melons now, Bhaiya’s dirty talk was affecting bhabhi. She started breathing heavily and pulled her legs towards her such that her knees were elevated. As she did that, her shorts also pulled up, exposing some of her curly pubes, which were moist with her wetness.

I was not going to let this moment go to waste. My hands instinctively reached out to grope and knead her massive hangers, followed by my lips planting soft kisses all over her breasts, being careful not to make any sounds.

Bhaiya: Sheetal, I am so hard right now. Is your chut (pussy) also wet?

Bhabhi didn’t answer but we both knew her pussy was soaking wet. My kisses trailed down to bhabhi’s navel, and my hand moved to the upper part of bhabhi’s milky white thunder thighs, inching its way up until I could feel her curly pubes brush against my fingers. Bhabhi gasped at the sensation, which only encouraged me further.

Having lost any sense of decorum and sanity, I grabbed bhabhi’s pussy with my palms from over her shorts. Bhabhi shrieked and tried to pull her hips back. But I maintained my grasp on her pussy, refusing to release it from my clutches.

Bhaiya: What happened, Sheetal? Are you ok?

Bhabhi: Sorry I have to go now. It’s not a good time.

Dismayed, Bhaiya said, “Ok Sheetal, I’ll wait till Saturday. God only knows how you must have suffered and longed for intimacy just like I have. I am sorry I wasn’t there to take care of your needs.” as he said bye and hung up. I, however, was still in an aroused trance and took her other nipple in my mouth while still holding her pussy in my grasp.

Bhabhi half-heartedly mumbled, “Sonu no, don’t Sonu, let go, please!”

I released her pussy from my grasp and let her nipple slip out of my mouth as I looked up to her and said, “Please bhabhi, Let me help you. Bhaiya spoke the truth only. You have gone far too long without having your needs met and you can’t even use your own hands to satisfy yourself anymore. I can’t bear to see you suffering like this.”

Bhabhi: That’s none of your concern, Sonu. Have you lost your mind to even suggest something like this?

Me: Look at yourself, bhabhi. Your pussy is dripping wet and itching to be touched and loved. Had I not intervened in time, you may not have been able to resist Bunty in this condition. Isn’t it better for this to stay in the family?

Bhabi: But you’re his little brother Sonu. How will we be able to face him without shame when he returns this weekend?

Me: There is no shame in satisfying your intimate needs bhabhi. I will only be helping you because you can’t satisfy yourself anymore. Just this once, allow me to care for your intimate needs like I have taken care of all your other needs thus far.

Bhabhi was lost in thoughts and dilemma as she hung her head down in silence. After she failed to say anything for what felt like forever, I figured she had made up her mind not to go through with it. Feeling dejected, I got up to leave her room.

As I made my way past the door, bhabhi said, “Sonu wait! Promise me this won’t go any further than you helping pleasure and release me. And there is one line that we absolutely can’t cross.

I understood bhabhi meant there can’t be any penetration. My face lit up with a smile and I eagerly replied. “I promise bhabhi. I only want to help pleasure and release you. Things will only go as far as you’re comfortable with”.

Bhabhi blushed as her eyes drooped to notice the obvious raging erection under my shorts now as I started walking towards the bed with my erection bouncing up and down.

I got up on the bed and extended my hands behind Bhabhi’s neck to take off her mangal sutra, but Bhabhi stopped me, saying, “Sonu no. you know this always stays on me.” She was right. I remember even while showering her, she had not let me take it off of her.

I spread Bhabhi’s legs so I could kneel between them as I lowered myself down on my elbows, laying on top of her, looking down at my motherly Bhabhi’s sweet, homely face.

Then I planted soft kisses all over her face – kissing her forehead, her cheeks, and her chin. Bhabhi started moaning with her eyes closed when I shifted to teasing her ears with my tongue, gently taking her earlobes in my mouth.

Slowly I made my way to her lips, kissing them softly and hoping she would part them, but they remained shut. Bhabhi opened her eyes, looking at me as if something was still troubling her, and said, “Sonu?”.

Me: What is it Bhabhi?

Bhabhi: Promise me you won’t tell a soul about this? Not your bhaiya and not even your close friends?

Me: Yes, of course; why would I bhabhi? Rest assured; this will always be our little secret.

Bhabhi: And under no circumstances can this ever happen again. We can’t let this change our relationship and destroy our family. I hope you understand that.

Me: Don’t worry bhabhi. I completely understand.

Now that all her last remaining concerns were put to rest, the tension on Bhabhi’s face eased, and she parted her lips. I lowered my face to hers, locking and sealing our mouths in a deep French kiss, our tongues meeting and wrestling with each other for the very first time as I lowered my pelvis on hers and started grinding my erection against her pussy over her shorts.

After a few minutes of passionately kissing each other, I broke our kiss and raised Bhabhi’s arms before burying my face in her armpits, licking and sucking on her underarm flesh. Bhabhi giggled as she said, “Sonu no, it tickles,” but her giggles soon turned into moans as I continued grinding my erection against her shorts-covered pussy. All this foreplay was getting too much for Bhabhi. To my surprise, she suddenly said, “Sonu, I can’t wait any longer!”

She didn’t have to spell it out for me. I knew what she wanted. Then I lowered myself and pulled down her shorts exposing her hungry wet furry pussy. I lay down between her legs and started kissing her milky white inner thighs before resting my hands on her fuming hot pussy, rubbing it up and down in a circular motion, occasionally squeezing her pussy in my palms, causing Bhabhi to moan and shiver in delight.

Just as I felt Bhabhi was about to cum, I stopped suddenly, not wanting this night to end so quickly. Gasping for air, bhabhi exclaimed, “Don’t stop now Sonu! Keep going. I am almost there!” I granted her wish, surprising her by slowly inserting my index finger deep into her hot pussy, moving it in and out but at a slow pace as I didn’t want her to cum yet.

Bhabhi yelled, “Ahh, Yes, Sonu, that feels so good. Faster, Sonu!”. I was determined not to make her cum so fast so instead, I inserted a second finger. Bhabhi yelped, “Oh god, yes, that’s it Sonu, fuck me with your fingers.” I lowered my face to lick and suck her clit as I continued drilling her with my fingers. Bhabhi responded by raising her hips, grinding her pussy on my face.

I increased my pace and just as she was about to cum, I removed my fingers and buried my face in her pussy, vigorously licking and sucking her pussy while I moved my hands up and held both her swollen nipples between my thumb and finger, tugging on them until bhabhi exploded violently, squirting all over my face.

In a twisted way, I felt proud to have been the first one to finally help Bhabhi relieve her pent-up frustrations when she was no longer able to do it herself. As she savored the moment, breathing heavily with her mouth open and eyes closed, I surprised her once again by moving up and lowering my mouth to hers as I kissed her passionately, making her taste her own juices. Although caught off-guard with my move, bhabhi did not resist and kissed me back. Our mouths locked once again, sucking on each other’s tongue.

As we kissed, I got carried away and moved one hand down to lower my shorts, freeing my rock-hard cock as I rubbed it all over her pussy. Bhabhi opened her eyes as she felt my bare cock rub against her pussy, and we made eye contact with our mouths still locked. But thankfully she didn’t stop me or break the kiss. This only encouraged me to test her resolve further, as I nudged the tip of my cock in her vaginal opening.

With just one thrust, I could have entered Bhabhi’s love canal. But I promised her I would respect her limits and wouldn’t do anything against her wishes. Unfortunately, bhabhi broke our kiss and shook her head, saying, “Sorry, Sonu. Not that”.

Respecting her wishes, I pulled the tip of my cock out and got back up on my knees with my penis still standing erect. Bhabhi must have felt sorry for my condition as I had helped her cum but, in return, was left with a still erect penis and aching testicles begging to be relieved. Although under no obligation to return the favor as I had promised this was only for her benefit, she said, “As you helped me, Sonu, and also agreed this won’t happen ever again, I’ll help you as well, just this once.”

I looked at her quizzically, unsure how she meant to help. Sensing my confusion, bhabhi said, “If I could help you with my hands, I would but there is only one thing I can do for you now.”

My eyes widened at the implication. Not wanting to give her any time to change her mind, I hurriedly removed my shorts and moved up, squatting down over Bhabhi’s head until my cock was inches above her face. Bhabhi raised her head slightly until her lips touched the base of my cock, planting soft kisses and gently sucking all over the underside of my cock.

“Oh god, that feels so good, bhabhi,” I whispered, as she continued showering, affecting my cock. After a bit, I scooted up slightly until my balls were resting on her lips. I looked down to make eye contact with her and said, “Bhabhi, please.”

Bhabhi understood what I wanted but hesitated for a while before parting her lips as my balls dropped in her mouth. Then Bhabhi closed her mouth around my balls and started sucking and licking them, making me groan in ecstasy. I held my cock with one hand and started stroking myself while the other hand reached behind to grab her boob. I stroked my cock vigorously while kneading her boobs as Bhabhi continued to play with my balls using her mouth.

Just as I was about to cum, I stopped stroking myself and lifted myself, releasing my balls from Bhabhi’s mouth. I held my cock and directed the tip at Bhabhi’s mouth. Bhabhi looked at me and thankfully opened her mouth as I lowered my cock into her moist warm mouth. I then held on to the headboard rails and started fucking Bhabhi’s mouth forcefully, pounding her face hard as if it were her pussy until I came in spasms into her mouth.

As I emptied my load in Bhabhi’s mouth, she was taken by surprise, not expecting me to cum in her mouth, and started choking, causing her to swallow my cum involuntarily. Horrified, I immediately pulled out as she sat up against the headboard and gasped for air, trying to regain her composure.

Bhabhi: What is wrong with you Sonu? You shouldn’t have done that!

Me: I’m so sorry bhabhi. I didn’t mean to. It happened so quickly I didn’t have time to pull out. Are you ok bhabhi?

While still breathing heavily and clearly flustered, bhabhi replied, “I’m ok. I just didn’t expect you to do that. This has never happened before and shouldn’t have happened now.”

I couldn’t believe it. Did Bhabhi unknowingly just imply that I, her husband’s little brother, was the first one to not only have cum in her mouth but the first one whose cum she had ever swallowed?

Cautiously, I dared to ask, “Bhaiya has never done this bhabhi?”

Bhabhi blushed with embarrassment, realizing she had unknowingly revealed too much personal information. Deciding not to dignify my crude question with an answer, she changed the subject.

Bhabhi: Sonu, what Bunty said earlier, about what you did with my panties? Is it true?

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Hi main Anwar – umar 32, Bangalore se. Meri kahani ka agla part aap sab ke saamne lekar aaya hu. Mujhe umeed hai aap sab ko meri kahani pasand aayegi, aur aap sab log zaroor comments karenge.

“Jaise ki aap sab ko pata hai meri dastaan bilkul sacchi hai. Sab logon ke naam bhi asli hai. Kyunki meri dastaan mein naam lekar, gaali dekar, randi bana kar sex kiya hai.

Isliye aap logon se request karta hu ki aap sab gande comments kare. Mujhe intezaar hai Reshu, Asma, Zoya aur Ruksaar ko aap sab gaaliyan dekar comments kare.

In sab randiyon ko gaali dekar comments karo. Jab ye randiyan aapke comments pad kar chut mein ungli karti hai, maza aata hai yaaron ye sab dekh kar. Zaroor se apne comments karna na bhoole.

Meri dastaan sun kar un dono Reshma aur Asma ne kaha “Aap to bade haraami ho. Jab aap us din ammi ke sath kitchen mein sex kar rahe the, hum dono ne aapko dekha tha. Tabhi pehli baar hamne aapke aur ammi ke muh se gaaliyan suni thi.

Aap dono to mera, naani ka, Asma ka, jaane kin-kin ka naam lekar chudai karte ho, randi, chinaal, kutti, haraamzadi, teri maa ki chut, madarchod, behanchod, aur to aur betichod keh kar gaaliyan dete ho.

Tab se hi hamari chut mein aapka lund lene ki khwahish jaagi. Hum dono ne ek-doosre ko sahara dete hue lesbian sex karna chaalu kiya. Aaj bhi hum dono ki shaadi ho jaane ke baad bhi, hamare husband’s hame khush nahi kar sakte, bas apna kaam nikaal kar so jaate hai.

Gaandu log! Isliye main Asma ko uski chut chaat kar khushi deti hu, aur wo meri chut chaat kar. Aap to bade naseeb waale harami ho. Jo aapko itni ladkiyon ki chut chodne ke liye mili”.

Maine hass kar jawaab diya ki, “Haa main jaanta hu ki mujhe bahut saari ladkiyan aur auraton ki chut mili hai chodne ke liye. Lekin ek bhi aisi chut nahi mili jiski seal pack ho. Jaane mere naseeb mein aisi chut hai bhi ya nahi?

Mujhe dekhna hai, jab main kisi ladki ki chut ki seal apne lund se todta hu, aur mere lund pe uski chut se nikla khoon laga ho. Maza aa jaye ye dekh kar. Mujhe koi farak nahi padta ladki kunwari ho ya nahi. Bas meri khwaish hai, ek baar hi sahi main kisi kunwari chut ko chodu”.

Meri ye baat jaan kar Asma ne kaha, “Aapne khud hi, ek kya do-do mauke gawa diye. Hamari shaadi na karwate. Waise bhi hamari ammi marr hi jaati. Uske baad hum dono behne aap se shaadi karke aapke sath hamesha ke liye khush rehte. Pehle aap Reshu di ko chod-chod kar pregnant karte. Bachha hone ke baad mujhe chodkar pregnant karte”.

Maine kaha, “Jo naseeb mein nahi us baare mein baat na kare to hi acha hai”.

Meri dastaan ko sunaate hue raat ho chuki thi. Maine apne kapde pack kiye. Un dono ne bhi meri madad ki. Kal meri flight thi so hum jaldi dinner karke so gaye. Subah uth kar, fresh hone ke baad hum teeno ne ek last baar sex kiya, aur un dono ko pyaar se gale laga kar alvida keh diya. Hum teeno ki aankhon mein aansu the.

Bangalore aane ke baad mere bhai ke ghar waale sab khush the. Mujhse meri Bhabhi Shabana ne poocha ki meri trip kaisi rahi? Maine kaha ki, “Wo dono apni maa ko miss kar rahe the, aur wahan par ek function ke liye mujhe bulaya tha. Ab sab theek hai, wo dono bhi khush hai”.

Ye baat sun kar bhabhi muskurayi, aur mujhse kaha ki, “Monday ko hum sab Wonderla jayenge”. Maine khushi se haa kaha. Meri bhabhi hamesha mujhe khush rakhne ki koshish karti hai. Unki nazar mein main akela hu.

Ruksaar ke marne baad, main kabhi udaas na rahu, isliye meri bhabhi hamesha mujhe khush rakhne ki koshish karti hai. Maine kisi ko bhi kuch bataya nahi ki main abhi maze karke aaya tha. Ye baatein batane wali nahi thi.

Agle din meri mulaqat Shabbir se hui. Usne apna aur uski badi saali ka sex video dikha kar kaha ki, “Ye meri saali bhi tere sath sex karna chaahti hai.” Aur maine bhi usko kaha ki Reshma aur Asma ke sath maze karke aaya tha main.

Un dono ke sath jo video banayi thi, maine usko dikhayi. Baat aisi thi, ki jab uski biwi Zoya 8 maheene ki pregnant thi, to Zoya ne apni badi behan Zainab ko apne pati Shabbir ke sath sula diya (wo kaise aur kyun hua ye main nahi likh sakta. Ye dastaan Anwar ki hai. Agar wo likhne lagu to Shabbir ki dastaan banjayegi).

Uske baad se Shabbir ne dono behno ke sath khoob maze kiye. Aaj Shabbir ka beta 1.5 saal ka tha. Dono behne Zainab aur Zoya ek-doosre ke patiyon ke sath maze kar chuke the husband swapping karke.

Jab main Shabbir ke ghar gaya, tab Zoya ne mujhe Zainab se mila kar kaha, “Jab se isne tumhari sex videos ko dekha hai, tab se iski chut tumhara lauda lene ke liye tadap rahi hai. Isko chod-chod kar apni randi bana lo”.

Maine Zainab se hath milaya. Jaise hi usne apna hath mere hatho mein diya, main usko kheench kar uske hontho pe kiss karne laga. Kiss karne ke sath main uske boobs ko zor-zor se dabane laga.

Fir maine gale ko kiss karte hue uske kapde nikaal diye. Usko poori tarah nanga karke kaha, “Randi, dekh kya rahi hai, chal mere kapde nikaal kar mera lauda tere muh mein le”. Usne fauran meri T-shirt nikali. Fir ghutno pe baith kar meri pant ke sath underwear bhi nikaal diya.

Zainab ne mere laude ko dekh kar kaha, “Yahi laude ka intezaar kar rahi thi main, aaj is laude se chudwa kar teri randi ban jaungi, shukriya tera meri bahen Zoya”.

Maine kaha, “Baatein kam kar chinaal” keh kar uske muh mein lauda gusa diya. Jab uske muh ko chod raha tha, tab maine kaha, “le randi, chinaal, teri behan ko bhi maine choda hai. Ab teri maa ko bhi chod kar randi banaunga. Chung mera lauda raand, bhonsdi wali randi, teri maa ki chut mein mera lauda daalunga. Randi ki beti raand, teri chhoti behan bhi randi hai, chung mera lauda chinaal”.

Ye sab gaaliyan de-de kar maine uske muh ke andar saara paani nikaal diya. Shabbir aur Zoya wahin baith kar ye dekh rahe the, kuch der baad maine kaha-

Me: Zainab, abhi ready ho jaa. Thodi der baad aaj pehli baar teri gaand bhi maarunga

Zainab: Pehli baar nahi Anwar, Shabbir aur mera pati mil kar meri gaand maar chuke hai.

Me: Oh ho Shabbir, toone bataya nahi? Mera naseeb hi gaandu hai. Aaj tak mujhe kunwari chut nahi mili, seal pack wali chut. Mushkil se Reshu aur Asma ki kunwari gaand mili. Maine socha tha Zoya to teri wife hai uski gaand aur chut tu hi phaadega to acha hai. Lekin ye teri saali Zainab ki gaand to chhodh deta mere liye.

Shabbir: Arre mere dost mujhe bhi sirf meri biwi Zoya ki kunwari gaand hi mili hai chodne ke liye. Is randi ne pehle hi chut ki seal tudwa li thi

Me: Kya? Zoya tumne hame bataya nahi.

Zoya: Kya batati main? Jab mujhe jawani chadhi thi, mere liye rishte nahi aa rahe the, aur meri chut mein zyada khujli hone lagi. Ye baat meri behan Zainab ko pata lagi, to usne meri chut chaat-chaat kar maze diye. Aise hi 3 maheeno tak karte rahe. Main uski chut chaat-ti, aur wo meri. Ek raat is kameeni raand ne mujhe iske pati se chudwa diya.

Har baar ki tarah main iske ghar ke bedroom mein isse chut chatwa kar maze le rahi thi. Mujhe aankhen band karke chut chatwane mein maza aata hai. Meri chut ko isne sirf chaatna start kiya tha. Aadhe mein hi iska pati aakar meri chut chaatne laga.

Jab mera paani nikla, aur maine uske sar ko pakda to pata chala ki saali raand ne apne bhadwe pati se meri chut chatwayi thi. Itna paani nikla ki us time main us harami ko hata bhi nahi payi. Paani nikalne ke baad jab maine poocha to is randi ne kaha-

Zainab: Dekh zyada soch mat, maza aaya na tujhe? Ab ye teri chut mein lauda daal ke chodega. Pehle thoda dard hoga, lekin baad mein maza aayega.

Zoya: Main kya kar sakti thi? Wo already nanga khada tha. Uska lauda dekh kar meri chut ne fainsla kar liya chudwane ka. Tab hi usne meri chut ko chod kar meri seal todi. Uske baad kayi baar kiya.

Jab meri shaadi ho gayi tab Zainab ne vaada kiya tha ki wo bhi mere pati se chudwayegi. Isliye tujhe Shabbir, meri behan ko chodne ka mauka mila, pehle to aise hi chudai hoti thi. Is haraami kutte Anwar ke milne ke baad hi to asli randi bana ke sex kiya hai hum dono behno ne.

To ye kahani thi in logon ki. Main ye sab sun kar josh mein aa gaya tha. Isliye maine jaldi se Zainab ko pakad kar uske muh mein lauda ghusa diya. Thodi der baad usko nanga karke uski chut aur uski gaand ko choda “Chinaal kahin ki, teri chhoti behan ko apne pati se chudwa kar sharam nahi aayi tujhe randi? Dekhti jaa tujhe kitne laudon se chudwata hu.

Har roz 2 ya 4 laudon se tujhe chudwaunga, sab ki randi banaunga tujhe, dhande pe bithaunga tujhe”.

Zainab: Haa harami chod mujhe. Sab ki randi bana de mujhe. 4 kya 10 laudon se chudwaungi. Main aur meri behan Zoya randi ban kar, sab ko maza dengi. Chod mujhe harami ke, aur zor se shot maar, phaad de meri gaand. Kutta, madarchod, hum dono behno ko randi bana diya toone.

Me: Zoya to pehle se meri randi thi. Aaj se tu bhi meri randi hai. Tum dono randiyon ko ek sath chodunga. Teri maa ko bhi chodunga. Uski gaand maarunga, randi, chinaal, tere pati ke saamne. Teri chut ko chod kar teri chut mein paani nikalunga, randi, haraamzadi.

Ye sab gaaliyan de-de kar maine uski gaand maari, aur mera paani uski gaand mein hi nikaal diya. Uske baad hum sab ne group sex bhi kiya, main Shabbir, Zoya aur Zainab ne. Shaam ko jab main apne ghar pahuncha to Reshu ne mujhe call karke bataya ki aaj raat ko video call karenge.

To be continued…

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It started like any other day. I recently posted a new story, ‘Delayed Honeymoon.’It was another heady mix of steamy romance and hidden desires. I received an email from someone named Meera.

The email was simple, yet her words stood out, “Your stories are captivating. I could feel the emotions behind every line. It’s rare to find writing that makes you feel like everything was happening in front of your eyes.” She mentioned how much she related to one of my recent stories.

I couldn’t help but feel an instant connection in her words. We began exchanging emails, our conversations flowing freely. Within a few days, we moved from emails to chats. And soon after that, our conversations turned intimate.

This transition happened one day when Meera started sharing her fantasies. From there, our chats became more sexually oriented, eventually moving to intimate calls. These calls usually happen during the afternoons. I mostly work from home and have some free time during the afternoons on weekdays.

Coincidentally she was also free around the same time. I always wondered where she was during the weekends, but I didn’t bother to ask. I was already enjoying her company and found myself looking forward to her calls and messages.

One evening, during one of our steamy conversations, I asked,

Vik: So, what do you do for a living?

Meera: I’m a freelance consultant. It’s a pretty hectic job, but I love it.

She replied with a soft laugh.

Vik: And how old are you, if you don’t mind me asking?

Meera: I’m 37, older than you if you mentioned your actual age in your stories.

Vik: Age is just a number, right?

I teased, though I was slightly surprised. Somehow, her voice had made me imagine someone much younger.

Vik: Are you married?

I asked hesitantly. There was a brief pause before she replied casually.

Meera: No, I’m single. Yet to find the right one, I guess.

Her response lingered in my mind. I decided not to press further, but her answer added a sense of intrigue to our connection. As our chats continued over the next few days, I got more curious about her appearance. So, one day, I playfully asked.

Vik: Since I haven’t seen you, how will I recognize you when we meet?

Meera laughed softly

Meera: Hahaha, meeting? So early? Alright, let me tell you how I look. I’m 5’4, medium built, with a little dusky complexion. I exercise sometimes, but not as much as I should. I prefer traditional outfits like sarees and salwar suits at home, though I wear Western clothes when I go out.

Her description got my curiosity peaking. But she insisted that we wouldn’t exchange photos until she felt ready, which only added to the mystery. A few days later, Meera asked me directly,

Meera: So how about we meet? I’d love to see the person behind the words that have kept me up at night.

The idea thrilled me, and without hesitating, I agreed. We decided to meet at my place the next afternoon.

When the doorbell rang, my heart raced. I opened the door to find Meera standing there, dressed but elegantly in a beautiful blue saree. She looked exactly as she had described. Graceful and confident, with an understated charm that captivated me instantly.

We exchanged pleasantries as I invited her in. The conversation flowed naturally, just like it had over the phone, but there was something different about seeing her in person. Then, as she adjusted her saree, I noticed a faint trace of vermilion at her hairline.

My heart skipped a beat because this could only mean one thing. She had to be married? I thought as my pulse raced. She caught me staring and smiled knowingly.

Meera: You’re wondering about this, aren’t you?

She asked, pointing to the vermilion.

Vik: I… yeah.

I stammered, unsure of what to say. Meera sighed softly before speaking,

Meera: Yes, Vik, I’m married. I’m sorry I lied before. I thought you might not want to talk to me if I told you the truth.

Her voice was sincere, tinged with vulnerability. Her confession hit me like a wave. But as I looked at her, I realized that the connection between us hadn’t changed. The chemistry we had built was still undeniable. While I felt a mix of emotions, one thing was clear: this was going to be a day unlike any other.

I could see her eyes flickering with uncertainty as if waiting for my reaction. But instead of pulling back, I found myself leaning closer, drawn to her warmth. I softly said, “It doesn’t matter if you are married, Meera. For me, you are still the same person I have known all this while, though a lot more beautiful.”

She blushed at my last words. The soft light streaming through the windows highlighted the subtle curves of her face. I couldn’t help but be captivated by the way she looked; she was so different from how I had imagined her. Yet somehow, a lot more beautiful in person.

I gently placed my hand on hers, feeling the unexpected electricity surge through my fingers. I stared into her deep, expressive eyes. I gently brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, my fingers lingering lightly against her skin. She didn’t pull away, but instead, her breath hitched slightly.

The silence between us was charged with something deeper. It was an unsaid understanding that we both knew where this was heading. Meera met my gaze, her eyes darkened with an unreadable emotion. “Vik,” she whispered, her voice low, as if testing the waters.

She leaned forward and gave a soft kiss on my forehead, followed by one on my cheek. Then I held her face, and our lips met for the first time, gently brushing each other then pulling back slowly.

After spending countless hours together online, kissing Meera in real life felt truly exhilarating. Her touch sent shivers down my spine as her lips pressed against mine. A long moment passed before she spoke again.

Meera: Promise me that you won’t judge me.

She pleaded softly, her hands gripping mine tightly.

Vik: I promise.

I said in a reassuring tone while cupping her cheeks tenderly. She deeply exhaled, like a weight seemed to have been lifted off her shoulders, replaced by a newfound uncertainty. That’s when I kissed her deeply. Tasting her sweet lips and diving into the softness of her mouth.

It all felt so right. At that moment, nothing else mattered except being close to her. Tasting her warm mouth brought back all the memories of our intimate talks, making the passion between us rise higher. I put my arm around her waist, placing my palm on her bare waist.

This made her tremble as I pulled her closer, pressing her body to mine. She moaned softly against my lips as she ran her hands through my hair. I savoured the taste of her lips, feeling them part slightly as if trying to anticipate my next move.

I explored her mouth further and gave a soft bite on her tongue. A small gasp escaped her throat, “Oh!” she purred, breaking free from our kiss for a moment. The playful giggle that followed was intoxicating. I pulled back, relishing the sight of her flushed red cheeks and the sparkle in her eyes.

Then, her arms wrapped around my neck, drawing me in for another long, passionate kiss. For several minutes, our tongues danced between deep kisses and playful nibbles. Teasing each other relentlessly with our tongues, sighs, and whispers. With every passing minute, the desires between us grew stronger.

Leaving her beautiful lips, I moved down and started kissing and nibbling her neck. I slowly removed her pallu. That resulted in her beautiful globes coming into view, captivated in her blouse. I kissed her neck and her jawline while my hand automatically went on caressing her breasts.

They were perfectly curved and looked so inviting to the touch covered under that gorgeously styled blouse. I took my hands off from caressing her breast and unhooked her blouse. While doing so, I continued licking and kissing her neck. Once her blouse was open completely, I removed it from her.

Meera helped me by raising her arms. I immediately grasped her lace bra cups. Her nipples poking out through it felt so good under my palm. So much better than online that it made my cock swell. Meera’s gaze captured mine, dark and stormy with desire.

She silently urged me with a slight nod of approval. Feeling encouraged, I lowered my head towards her exposed cleavage. Slowly at first, but with increasing ardour, I pressed my lips against her soft skin. She inhaled sharply, her body tensing.

I kissed, licked, and gently bit her erect nipple through the sheer material of her bra. In response, she clasped my shoulder, letting out a small whimper of pleasure. My mouth wandered lower, sucking on the other nipple through the lace fabric. While she started unbuttoning my shirt.

Soon enough, my hairy chest was exposed to her wandering gaze. Moving towards the stairs with my girl in tow, I held her hand firmly and guided her up to my room. Once there, still holding her by the waist, I closed the door behind us.

I grabbed her once more, bringing our bodies flush against each other, letting my fingertips explore the curve of her hips and butt, leaving trails of heat wherever they touched. “This is going to be so much better than virtual sex,” I mused aloud, accentuating the statement with a gentle squeeze of her ass.

Meera: Don’t stop now.

She commanded playfully, her voice thick with arousal. “Just keep going.” Her request was irresistible. I slowly walked her backwards towards my bed, pulling the folds of her saree out and letting it drop. I pushed her onto the bed, making sure she stayed seated on the edge of the bed.

After discarding my pants, I kneeled on the floor between her legs. Reaching over for the drawstring of her petticoat, I untied them and pulled them down her slim legs before throwing them aside. Meera smirked and lifted herself on both her palms until the petticoat moved from her bums to her feet.

That’s when her panties appeared. A white pair of string ones. No thong, just your average simple panty. Yet, seeing it came with its sort of turn-on as well. When she sat back down, I immediately got down to work. Keeping eye contact all the time, I began tracing lazy circles around her toes with my tongue.

I slowly moved up, tracing the skin of her calves and then thighs using my tongue. The tip of my nose barely brushed against the inside of her thighs along the way. Her entire form trembling with anticipation, Meera moaned softly. I sensed her impatience.

I watched her bite down on her lower lip, waiting for more from me. One final twirl of my tongue later, I began to kiss upwards along the smooth surface of her inner thigh. It finally hit the exact spot where I had wanted to do this. As soon as the tip of my nose brushed against her panties, I could feel the moisture.

Hearing Meera’s sharp intake of breath made me realize she must have been feeling exactly what I was. The fact that I knew what she was feeling turned me on even more and fuelled my fire further. Seeing her straining with need in front of me just made me want her even more.

Vik: Oh God! You’re driving me crazy! Right on that perfect sweet spot. Please eat me. EAT ME!

Meera begged to try to grab my hair and pull my face between her legs. Finally giving into her, I reached forward and tugged her panties aside, exposing the place I’d been working towards to lustily gape at.

With Meera moaning even louder, my whole focus became attending to the wonderful petals in front of me, bathing them in kisses and licks. The puffy red lips peeking through the folds of her labia were like a dream come true. I almost fell right into her opening without even touching it.
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Instead, I leaned back a little and started running my tongue up and down those long, wet pink lips. She tasted so sweet and so delicious, like honey or sugar. I could hardly believe such beauty existed in the world. Getting used to the exquisite flavour, I dove deeper.

Sticking my tongue straight inside Meera’s love tunnel and letting my mouth engulf her pussy. Moving my head sideways, I managed to get her clit in my mouth and began rolling it around with my tongue as fast as I could. It twitched when it met my tongue and jumped slightly.

When I entered her innermost chamber with a slurp, she cried out in absolute delight. Not wanting to get distracted, though, I kept massaging my tongue deep within her moist walls.

Vik: God! Your tightness is… I can’t describe how amazing it feels!

Meera gasped for air and said: How about letting your cock describe it?  Because what I’m feeling is fucking mind-blowing! Fuck me, please.

The words alone were enough to make my dick spasm. Releasing a stream of precum all over the sheets and pillowcases, taking me to the edge. Unable to control myself any longer, I started by rubbing my throbbing cock on her willing folds.

Teasing her to oblivion, I was muttering the filthiest things about how badly I needed to fuck her. I kept on rubbing my hard cock on her wet pussy lips. After having played with her pussy for some time, we made it insanely slippery. But we weren’t ready yet.

However, instead of diving into it like I wanted to, I asked Meera what she liked first.

Meera: Vik, you already know everything. You already know what I loved during the calls. Do you need a hint?

Vik: Ummmmm hmmmmm (mumbled).

Meera: Uh huh. Is that clear?

Vik: Yes, yes. Okay,

Then. I flipped her on the bed.

Meera: Spread them wide, Vicky.

Hmm, I nodded and moved a bit up between her thighs, held her ass cheeks and opened them wide as ordered.

Meera: Good boy. Suck and lick my ass and make it nice and wet for your big fat cumming cock.

Munch munch, slurp, the sounds filled the room as I buried my tongue deep inside Meera’s ass crack. It was incredibly hot and slick, so juicy and tasty. Slurping loudly and greedily, I worked my magic, Devouring every inch of her precious bottom hole, eager to bring her as much pleasure as possible.

Taking advantage of the fact that she couldn’t move her hips while being restrained like this, I thrust as deep as I could go, giving my best impersonation of an oral dildo. Diving my mouth into her ass and licking away, I made it wet enough.

Then I held my throbbing fat cock at the entrance of her asshole while Meera was on her fours. As she screamed at the top of her lungs and pleaded with me to fuck her, I started thrusting into her butt relentlessly. Fuck! Yeah. I gave her two, three, four, five, six… seven… eight strong slams until she went silent with pure pleasure. And then I stopped moving.

Meera: Aah. Now my pussy is waiting, Vik.

Letting go of her hips, I made her turn and lay down on her back. Slowly rubbing my dickhead over her moist snatch to lubricate her pussy-hole. I grabbed her ankles one after another and parted her beautiful legs.

Putting pressure on her knees, I pulled them towards me. I brought her body in alignment with mine. Her pussy was nice and open for entry, and we didn’t waste a single moment of it. My cock-head slid easily in, filling her up completely in a single stroke. “Aah!”

She moaned, lifting her hips off the bed. I began pumping my hips slowly and rhythmically. Picking up speed each time, I fucked her vigorously, groaning with every movement. After planting a quick peck on her lips, I resumed my rhythm- one powerful plunge after another.

Moans filled the room again and soon turned into throaty cries of ecstasy. Although our bodies were close together, I kept up a steady pace, pounding her thoroughly.

Vik: God! What a pussy! Deep, warm, and so wet.

Meera: Don’t stop. Please don’t ever stop! I’m going to come if you keep on going like this. Fill my pussy with your cum! Please!

Meera’s nails dug into the flesh of my shoulders as she writhed underneath me, legs hooked behind my waist. Encouraged by her pleas, I continued riding her mercilessly, building up towards a huge orgasm. Then, without warning, she let loose a shattering cry and froze beneath me, completely immobile.

Fueled by her climax, my balls exploded simultaneously and shot their creamy load deep inside her. Spent, both of us slumped together onto the mattress, breathing heavily.

We didn’t say anything for a while as we enjoyed the aftermath of our lovemaking session. The aftershocks were so intense they left both of us exhausted beyond words.

After cuddling for a few minutes, I started caressing her arms gently, which caused a smile to appear on Meera’s face.

Vik: You, okay?

Meera: I am now. (winking mischievously)

With a satisfied grin, she whispered: “That was amazing, the best.” She then pushed me to stand and pulled me towards the washroom. We bathed together, with some soft make-out under the shower.

Meera washed my body all over with shampoo, soap and water. I returned the favour. While still in the bathroom, I asked.

Vik: So, are we spending the night together, Meera, or should I drive you home?

Meera: No, baby, you already know my situation. I’ll leave, but don’t worry, we’ll have many more days together.

Agreeing with her, we both came out and dressed, and I walked her towards the parking lot. As we reached the parking, I sat with her in the car and took those beautiful lips in my mouth. We both sucked each other for a few more minutes.

Meanwhile, my hands roamed freely from her breasts to her thighs and everywhere in between, just enjoying the moment. She reciprocated in kind, too, rubbing her body against me.

Kisses always make me horny, and apparently, they did the same for her too. Telling bye to her, I waited till she drove out and left the premises. Once she left, I went back to my home, reminiscing about the amazing day I had with her and about a newly formed relationship.

Only one question kept popping up in my head- ‘Will there be a next day?’ I was sure there would be! Within 2 days, I got the answers when Meera confirmed our weekly 2 meets, Tuesday and Friday.

And the rest is history! Hope you guys enjoyed the story till the end. Waiting for your comments and suggestions! Until next time, bye, and love you all.

The night of the house party, Greeshma stood out like a beacon of beauty and youth. The 19-year-old heiress to a wealthy Telugu family was a vision in a sleek, form-fitting dress that showcased her toned body.

Her long hair fell in cascading waves. They framed her delicate features. Her big eyes sparkled with a mischievous gleam. Her style was elegant yet suggestive. A dark lipstick hinting at the secrets she kept hidden beneath her refined exterior.

Unbeknownst to those around her, Greeshma harboured a dirty little secret. She had a burning desire for her father’s friend, Suresh. It had started as a harmless crush. But over the years, it had evolved into something far more intense and forbidden.

Greeshma had fantasized about the handsome and charismatic Suresh for far too long. Tonight, she felt a tingle in her body that signalled that something was different. She mingled with the guests. Greeshma’s heart raced as her eyes occasionally met Suresh’s.

He was a tall, ruggedly handsome man in his late thirties, with a presence that commanded attention. His style was effortless, exuding an air of sophistication and worldliness. Greeshma’s breath quickened. She imagined his strong, rough hands running over her body, claiming her as his own.

Little did she know that Suresh had noticed her, too. The flames of desire burned just as fiercely within him. He had tried to resist the temptation that Greeshma represented. But tonight, it seemed that fate was bringing them together.

As the party continued, Greeshma found herself gravitating towards Suresh, her body acting on its own accord. Suddenly, she felt a gentle bump and heard the tinkle of breaking glass. She had accidentally collided with Suresh, spilling his drink on him.

“Oh my God, I am so sorry!” Greeshma exclaimed, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

“It’s quite alright, Greeshma,” Suresh said with a charming smile. “Let me just freshen up, and we can continue our chat from earlier.”

Greeshma’s heart pounded as she realized they were alone in the corridor. She led him to the nearby guest bathroom, her mind racing with anticipation. Suresh splashed water on his face and straightened his clothes. Greeshma stood behind him, her breath quickening.

In a bold move, she placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear. “I’ve wanted you for so long, Suresh,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.

Before Suresh could respond, Greeshma turned him around and pressed her lips against his. The kiss was passionate and hungry, fueled by years of pent-up longing. Suresh responded eagerly, his hands roaming over Greeshma’s body, cupping her ass and pulling her tightly against him.

Greeshma moaned into the kiss, her hands tangled in his hair as she returned his fervour. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her stomach, and a wave of desire washed over her. She wanted him, needed him, and in that moment, nothing else mattered.

But as quickly as it had begun, the kiss ended. Suresh suddenly pulled away, his eyes wide with realization. “Oh God, Greeshma, I–I shouldn’t have done that,” he stammered, his voice filled with guilt.

Greeshma, dazed and breathless, could only nod, her guilt and shame washing over her. “I know… I’m sorry,” she whispered, her eyes cast downward.

Suresh straightened his clothes, his face a mask of conflict. “I have to go. I told your father I was needed at work. It’s an emergency,” he lied, his voice strained. “Please don’t tell him about this, Greeshma. I couldn’t bear to lose his friendship.”

With that, he turned and left the bathroom, leaving Greeshma alone with her racing heart and swirling emotions. She leaned against the sink, her body trembling. The realization of what had just happened sank in.

Suresh, meanwhile, drove home in a daze. His mind reeled from the kiss that had left him shaken. He knew he had crossed a line, but the thought of Greeshma’s soft lips and intoxicating scent clouded his better judgment.

As he walked into his house, his wife, Supriya, looked up from the book she was reading. “That was quick,” she remarked. “Everything okay?”

Suresh nodded, unable to meet her gaze. “Yeah, just got called into work. Long night ahead of me.”

Supriya frowned, concern etched on her face. “Are you sure you’re alright? You seem…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Suresh had crossed the room and pulled her to her feet. “I’m fine,” he growled, his eyes darkened with a mixture of guilt and desire. “I just need to fuck something out of my system.”

Without another word, he pushed her against the wall and claimed her mouth in a savage kiss. Supriya let out a startled cry but soon responded. Her body was ignited with desire at her husband’s sudden urgency.

Suresh’s hands roamed aggressively over her body, tearing at her clothes as if they impeded his need. He pushed her dress up, revealing the curves of her ass, and slid his fingers into the dampness between her thighs.

“You’re so wet for me,” he growled, his breath hot against her neck. “You like it when I take control, don’t you?”

Supriya could only nod, her words failing her as her husband’s expert touch sent shocks of pleasure through her body. But as Suresh thrust his fingers into her pussy, it wasn’t her voice that filled his mind. It was Greeshma’s—the forbidden fruit that he had tasted only a short while ago.

He closed his eyes, seeing Greeshma’s face as he pumped his fingers in and out of his wife’s cunt. He imagined Greeshma on her knees, her full lips wrapped around his thick cock, sucking him greedily. He pictured her spread out before him, her legs wide as he plunged into her tight, wet heat.

“Fuck, baby, I’m close,” he grunted, his breath ragged as he finger-fucked his wife with renewed vigour. “Your tight pussy is milking my fingers, Greeshma. Going to make you cum all over me.”

Supriya, confused by her husband’s words, was about to question him when her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. She cried out, her body shaking as waves of pleasure ripped through her.

Suresh continued to thrust his fingers deep inside her, drawing out her climax. His mind was consumed by thoughts of the woman he couldn’t have.

Back at the party, Greeshma retreated to her room, her body buzzing with conflicting emotions. She felt ashamed and excited all at once. Ashamed that she had kissed her father’s friend but exhilarated by the raw passion they had shared.

She lay on her bed, her fingers lightly tracing the outline of her body through her dress. Her mind replayed the kiss, the feel of Suresh’s hands on her ass. The hardness of his cock pressed against her.

Greeshma’s breathing quickened as she slipped her hand beneath her dress, her fingers finding the wetness between her thighs. She moaned as she rubbed her clit, her mind filling with erotic images of Suresh. She imagined him dominating her, taking her hard and fast, fulfilling her darkest fantasies.

As her fingers worked their magic, she pictured Suresh’s face as he gazed down at her, his eyes dark with desire. “You like that, you little slut? You’ve been a naughty girl, lusting after me. But I’m going to teach you a lesson.”

Greeshma’s breathing became ragged as her fingers plunged faster and faster into her drenched pussy. “Oh, Daddy, please… fuck me… I’ve been so bad, but I need your cock so badly.”

In her mind, Suresh bent her over the bed, his strong hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her from behind. She could feel his length filling her, stretching her, and she cried out in pleasure.

“Call me Daddy, Greeshma. Tell me how much you’ve wanted my cock inside you.” Suresh’s imagined voice was thick with arousal.

“Oh, Daddy, I’ve wanted you for so long,” she moaned, her fingers working furiously as her orgasm built. “Please fuck me, make me yours.”

As her fingers brought her closer and closer to the edge, Greeshminte images of Suresh, his naked body pressing against hers, his cock hard and ready. She imagined the feel of his skin against hers, the taste of his mouth. The sound of his breathless moans.

“Cum for me, Greeshma. Let me hear you call out my name,” Suresh’s fantasy voice urged.

“Oh, Suresh!” Greeshma cried out, her body arching as her fingers sent her over the edge. “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!”

Her orgasm ripped through her, causing her body to shake and convulse. Waves of pleasure washed over her, and she clutched at the bedsheets as her release consumed her.

As she lay there, her body still trembling from the intensity of her climax, Greeshma realized that her desire for Suresh was far from satisfied. If anything, the kiss had only fueled her lust. She knew that she would do anything to feel his touch again.

Little did she know that Suresh, too, was consumed by their forbidden encounter. As he lay in bed next to his wife, his mind replaying the events of the night, he knew that he was walking a dangerous line. But the thought of Greeshma, her soft lips and tempting body, was an addiction he couldn’t shake.

And so, as the first chapter of this erotic tale comes to a close, Greeshma and Suresh are left to grapple with their forbidden desires. Their minds and bodies are inexorably drawn to one another, setting the stage for further explorations of their secret passion.

I’m from Bangalore. Interested girls, women and ladies can contact me at [email protected]. I will be waiting for your email.

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

I was impressed by this ISS Series, ‘Dost ki maa ka threesome,’ that was recently published on the website. The author ended the series on a great note. But I wanted it to be continued in my own words.

I took the liberty to create an extended version of the same story and penned it down in my own words with my theme. I hope you like this story.

I don’t intend to take any credit for the original story written by IncestRahul.

Leena Aunty ki doodhwaale ke saath chudaai ke baad main aur Abhi ke dimaag mein shaitaani ideas aane lage. Humne aunty ki din raat khup jamm ke chudai karna shuru kar di.

Hafte mein 2 din woh subah subah doodhwaale se chudti aur doodhwaala bhi khup joro se aunty ki randiyon ki tarah chudai karta. Leena Aunty ke husband 2-3 mahine mein ek baar aata aur kuch hi dino mein waapas chale jaate.

Uss waqt humaari chudaai ruk jaati. Aise hi ek baar jab uncle unke trip mein chale gaye, main aur Abhi aunty pe toot pade aur unki raat bhar palang todd chudai ki. Agle din, mujhe ek idea aaya.

Shaam hote hi maine aunty ko laal colour ki saree pehenne de di. Ek sleeveless blouse bhi jo unke boobs ko achese display kar raha tha. Unhe maine heavy makeup karvaaya.

Fir main, Abhi aur Aunty sheher se 200 km door ek railway station ki taraf chal diye. Pohochte pohochte raat ke 10 bajj gaye the aur yeh perfect time tha aunty ko ek alag duniya dikhaane ka.

Main aksar yaha aaya 2-3 mahine mein aaya karta tha Leena aunty ko milne se pehle. Station pe khade vaishyo mein se ek ko uthaa ke uski tabadtod chudai karta tha. Maine aunty ko kaha jaa ke unn randiyo ke baju mein khade rehne. Aur jab hum aaye toh humein uska rate bataane.

Aunty ko darr bhi lag raha tha par woh yeh karna bhi chaah rahi thi. Woh sehmi si gadi se utri. Footpath par jaha 5-6 raand khade the, waha jaa ke khadi hogayi. Sab randi ladkiya usse dekhne lagi.

Waha kareeb 5-6 ladkiya khadi thi. Sabhi aunty se 10-15 saal choti hogi umar mein. Fir bhi sabse hot Leena Aunty hi dikh rahi thi. Aunty tension mein yaha waha dekhti rahi. Kareeb 5 minute mein waha bike pe ek ladka aaya.

“Kya jaaneman, ek raat ka kitna?” usne kaha

“40000 saheb,” Aunty ne usse jawaab diya.

Rate sunn ke woh bina kuch bole nikal gaya. Aise hi 3-4 ladke aunty ko rate puchne aaye and sab ko usne alag alag rate bataaye. Sabhi rate 30000 se jyada hi the.

Fir main aur Abhi gaadi le kar uske paas gaye.

“Kya mast maal hai, kitna legi ek raat ka?” maine pucha

“Saahab, ek laude ka 40000 aur 2 ka 70000,” usne muskuraate hue jawaab diya.

“2 laudo ka 50000 dunga par puri raat chodenge, bol manjoor hai?” maine kaha

Aunty ne idhar udhar dekha and thoda sochne ka naatak kiya.

“Ji sahab, manjoor hai,” Usne bola and gadi mein baithne lagi

“Ek min, pehle apni bra utar idhar sadak pe and gadi mein fek,” maine kaha

Aunty tension mein aa gayi par unhe pata tha main majaak nahi kar raha. Jaise taise usne apni bra utaari aur khidki se andar fek di.

“Ab apni panty bhi utar,” Abhi ne kaha

Saari ladkiya yeh tamasha dekh kar muskura rahe the. Aunty ne turant apni panty utaari aur fir andar aa ke baith gayi. Maine gaadi shuru kar di aur nikal pade.

“Mujhe sab ke samne zaleel karne maza aaya hoga, hai na?” Aunty ne pucha aur hum sab hasne lage

Jaise hi hum aage badhe, humein police ke gaadi ne rok diya. Woh utar kar humaari taraf aane laga aur andar jhakne laga. Jaise hi uski nazar Aunty pe padi, uski aankhein chamakne lagi. Woh kafi hatta katta tha aur umar mein kareeb 30 saal ka hoga.

“Tu wohi hai na jo thodi der pehle waha railway station par unn randiyo ke saath khadi thi,” policewaala bola

Main samajh gaya ki hum ab fass chuke hai. Yaa toh humein iss police waale ko paise dene padenge ya fir humaare pe case ho jaayegi.

“Janti nahi randibazi karna kaanoonan jurm hai?” woh bola

“Sahab, jaane do na, aap bataao aapki kaise seva kar sakte hai?” Maine himmat kar ke usse pucha

“Tum kafi samjhdaar lagte ho,” woh bol pada

“Aaj mera janamdin hai aur maine mere kuch police sathiyo ko ghar pe bulaya hai. Unmein mere senior, 3 star inspector bhi rahenge. Agar bina case kiye nikalna hai toh iss chinal ko humaarei sath raat bitani hogi. Tum dono chaaho toh iss party ka hissa bann ke isse chod sakte ho, bolo manjoor hai? Ki banau case?” Usne bade hi casually humein bola.

Aunty ke pairon tale maano jameen hi sarak gayi. Yeh perfect mauka tha aunty ko assal randi banaane ka.

“Kitne aadmi honge saahab?” Abhi ne pucha

“Kareeb 4 honge aur tum dono milaa ke 6,” usne jawaab diya

Maine Aunty ki taraf dekha aur woh apne hoth chabaa rahi thi.

“Batao fir kidhar chalna hai?” Main bol pada aur aunty ke haav bhaav badal gaye.

“Mere gaadi ka piccha karo.”

Aisa bolte hi hum police waale ke piche nikal pade. Kareeb 10-minute ka raasta tha aur jungle ke beech ek farmhouse pe usne party ka bandobast kiya tha. Jaise hi hum gaadi le ke andar gaye, saarei policewaale humein dekhne bahar aagaye.

Saarei police waale tagde the aur sab ki umar 30-35 saal ke beech hogi. Woh dikhne mein ekdum fit aur gore the. Aaj aunty ko jannat haasil hone waali thi. Hum darwaaza khol ke utarne lage waise hi ek aawaaz aayi.

“Yaha chinalo ko kapde pehenne ki manjoori nahi hai,”

Maine mud ke dekhne laga toh woh 3 star Inspector tha jiska naam Ravi tha.

“Randi ko bolo apne kapde utaar ke bahar utarne,” Ravi ne orders diye.

Main aur Abhi bahar utar chuke the. Aunty ko samjh aaya ki ab pani sir ke upar nikal gaya hai. Ab na bol ke kuch fayda nahi tha. Unhone jaise taise apne kapde gaadi mein utaare aur nangi bahar aagayi.

Usse dekhte hi saarei policewaale khush hogaye. Ravi humaarei kareeb aaya aur mere kandhe pe haath rakha. Uske muh se daaru ki smell aa rahi thi.

“Badi mast randi le aaya hai, kitne mein padi yeh chinal?” usne pucha.

“Sahab, 2 laudo ka 50000 bol rahi thi par lag raha hai aaj yeh 6 laude khaa jayegi,” maine bola

“Saaheb bol ke formality mat kar, aaj mere junior, Ashish ka birthday hai. Aaj hum saarei police waale nahi, tumhaare dost hai. Sab ko apne apne naam se bulaa,” woh bola aur ek ek kar ke sab ke naam bataane laga.

Sub Inspector Ashish
Sub Inspector Dev
Sub Inspector Ajit
Inspector Ravi

“Aao sab mil ke iss chinaal ki gaand maarte hai,” aisa bolte hi Ravi ne Aunty ke baal daboche aur usse kheechte hue farmhouse mein le jaane laga.

Hum sab andar chale aaye aur waha mehfil chalu ho chuki thi. Sab ke glass bharei hue the. Ashish ne aa kar mujhe aur Abhi ko humaarei glass diye aur hum sab ne cheers kar ke apna pehla peg pina shuru kar diya.

Main aur Abhi humesha se Aunty ko ek randi banana chahte the aur aaj humaara yeh sapna pura hone waala tha. Aunty jameen par apne ghutno pe nangi baithi hui thi aur humein dekh rahi thi.

Hum sab gaane lagaa ke naachne lage. Humne aunty ko humaarei beche ghutno pe bitha diya tha aur usse circle kar ke maza le rhe the. Ek ek kar ke sab ki kameez niche utarne lagi aur sab ke laude dheere dheerei bahar aane lage.

Sab ke laude mote aur lambe the aur aaj koi bhi Aunty par rehem karne waala nahi tha. Aunty saarei lund dekh kar tension mein aagayi thi. Hum sab ne apne laude pakde aur aunty ke kareeb aa kar uske sir pe rakh diye.

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“Aaj Ashish ka janmdin hai toh mehfil ki shuruvaat Ashish hi karega,” Ravi ne announce kia.

Ashish ne Aunty ka sir pakda aur ek hi jhatke mein apne 7-inch lamba lund uske muh mein thoos diya. Woh 10-minute tak aunty ka muh chodta raha. Aunty bhi ab garam ho chuki thi.

Finally, Ashish ne apna lund Aunty ke muh se bahar nikaala. Uska lund thook se pura chamak raha tha. Ab hum sab aage bade aur Aunty ko gher liya. Ravi ne Aunty ke baal pakde aur unhe kheench kar Aunty ko khada karvaaya.

Aunty dard se cheek padi. Usne Aunty ka chehra pakda aur humaari taraf modaa.

“Bol, aaj tu humaari randi hai,” yeh bol kar usne Aunty ke muh par ek thappad maara. Ek police waale ka thappad kitne jor se lagta hai yeh aapko pata hi hoga. Par Aunty rone waalo mein se nahi thi. Usko yeh sab pasand aa raha tha.

Ravi ne ek aur thappad lagaaya aur aunty ke muh se pehli baar bol padi.

“Haa, aaj raat main tum sab ki randi hu,” Aunty bol padi.

“Waah re waah! Sab ke lund le paayegi tu?” Ravi ne usse pucha

“Haa sahab, jaisi aapki iccha ho waise iss randi ko chod dena. Chut, Gaand, Muh, main apne saarei chedo mein tum sab ka lund le lungi. Aapko jo bologe woh karne ko ready hu,” yeh bolte hi sab ki ankhei chamak uthi.

Ravi ne Aunty ke baal aur jor se kheenche aur 2 thappad lagaaye. Fir usne Aunty ko Ashish ki aur feka. Ashish ne turant Aunty ko sambhaala aur uske boobs pe jor jor se 5-6 thappad maarei.

Aunty ka gora badan ab dheerei dheerei laal ho raha tha. Ashish ne fir usko Dev ki taraf dhakel diya. Dev ne aunty ko jhukaaya aur uske gaand pe berehmi se 10-12 thappad jor jor se maarei.

Aunty ab dard ke maarei cheek rahi thi par usko maza bhi aa raha tha.

“Aur maaro saahab, maar maar ke mere badan ko laal kar do,” Aunty ne badi kamuk aawaaz mein cheekha

Dev ne Aunty ko Ajit ki taraf dhakel diya. Ajit ne aunty ki taangei failaayi aur uske chut pe bade hi berehmi se 6-7 thappad maarei. Harr thappad ke baad aunty ek aur thappad ki bheek maangti rahi.

Jaise hi Ajit apne mote haatho se ek aakhri thappad uske chut pe maara, aunty ke chut se uska paani nikal gaya.

“Dekho iss chinaal ko, bas thappad se hi jhadd gayi. Aaj raat bahut lambi hone waali hai,” Ravi bol pada aur hum sab hasne lage.

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Aapne padha pichle episode mein ki Bimal apni biwi se divorce lekar apni hi biwi ki door ki behan ko pyaar karne laga. Fir dono ke beech jismani sambandh shuru ho jata hai. Ab aage:-

Bimal Nirmala ke pair chooste hue upar ki aur aaya, aur ab Bimal chut ke paas tha. Wo chut ke paas naak laga kar panty ke upar se hi chut ki mehak lene laga. Fir panty ko pakad kar chut se alag kiya.

Nirmala itni gori thi, ki kisi Russian ko bhi sharam aa jaye uska gora-pann dekh kar. Fir jaise hi panty ko neeche sarka kar pair se alag kiya, saamne ek bilkul chipki hui chut thi, aur usme bhi thode-thode baal the.

Bimal samajh sakta tha ki ab Nirmala ka pati to tha nahi is duniya mein. To wo kiske liye chut saaf rakhti? Chut ke baal mein chut ka paani laga hua tha, aur chamak raha tha.

Nirmala ne aankhen band kar li thi, aur Bimal chut ko ache se dekhne laga. Fir qo apna muh laga kar paani ko chaatne laga. Wo do ungliyon se chut ko khol kar chut ke daane ko choosne laga. Nirmala ne apne pairon ko band kar liya, aur Bimal ke sar par hath ferne lagi. Bimal chut ki gandh aur chut ke namkeen paani ka maza lene laga, aur sath hi ek ungli chut ke andar daal kar ungli se chut chodne laga.

Nirmala ki chut bina ruke paani chhodh rahi thi, aur Bimal chooste jaa raha tha chut. 10 se bhi zyada minutes tak chut choosne ke baad Bimal ne apne kapde khole, aur lund Nirmala ke muh ke paas le jaa kar bola-

Bimal: Ab apne pati ka lund to dekho.

Nirmala ne aankhen kholi, aur dekha ki Bimal uske muh ke paas lund hath mein lekar khada tha. Uski nazar lund se hatne ka naam hi nahi le rahi thi, aur wo fir apne hatho mein lund lekar hilane lagi aur bolne lagi-

Nirmala: Itna bada aur mota hai aapka to.

Bimal bola: Haa mota to hai, par tumhari chut jaisi gori chut nahi dekha hai. Aur mera lund to kaala naag hai.

Fir wo dono hasne lage. Nirmala ne lund muh mein le liya, aur choosne lagi slurp slurp. Thodi der hi Nirmala lund choosi thi, ki Bimal Nirmala ke dono pairon ko apne kandhe mein le liya, aur chut mein lund laga kar shot laga diya.

Nirmala ne aaj pehli baar kisi aur ka lund chut mein liya tha, aur uske muh se aaahhh nikal gayi. Wo chudai karwate hue apni chut ke daane ko masalne lagi. Bimal Nirmala ko dekh kar muskurate hue chodne laga, aur bola-

Bimal: Jo bhi hota hai, ache ke liye hi hota hai. Aur dekho aaj tum mujhe mil gayi jo mere naseeb thi.

Bimal aur zor-zor se Nirmala ko chodne laga, aur fir Bimal Nirmala ke sath bed par let gaya. Wo Nirmala ko peeche se pakad kar lund ko peeche se chut mein daal kar chodne laga. Bimal ke dono hath Nirmala ke boobs par the, aur wo zor-zor se boobs ko dabate hue chut chodne laga.

Nirmala ko itni der uske pati ne kabhi nahi choda tha, aur aaj uska naya pati usko ache se masal kar chod raha tha. Bimal ne fir Nirmala ko ghodi banaya, aur peeche se usko chodne laga. Bimal ko Nirmala ke gol-gol foole hue chutad kaafi ache lag rahe the, aur wo chutad ko masalte hue Nirmala ki chut ko chode jaa raha tha.

Nirmala kaafi thak gayi thi. Itni chudai to uski suhagraat mein bhi nahi hui thi. Par aaj is umar mein aa kar usko aisi chudai mil rahi thi, ki uski body ke har ek ang ko hila diya tha Bimal ne. Bimal aur kuch der tak Nirmala ko chodte raha, aur chut mein hi saara lund ka paani daal kar Nirmala ke upar aa kar let gaya.

Nirmala aur Bimal dono paseene se bheege hue the, aur ek-doosre ko pyar se dekh kar bole, “Ab alag nahi hona hai, ye sath nibhana hai.”

Bimal Nirmala se bola: Aapke chutad mujhe bahut aakarshit karte hai. Ye peeche se uthe hue hai. Aapki body jaisi hai, mujhe aisi hi ladki pasand hai. Aur apne se zyada age ki ladki ko chodne ka ek alag hi maza hai.

Dono wahan se uthe, aur kapde theek karke baat karne lage. Dono ne poori raat fir chudai ki aur aisa karte hue 3 din ho chuke the. Fir Nirmala aur Bimal ne shaadi kar li, aur Tanisha ki bhi shaadi Nirmala ne ek ladka dekh kar kar di. Bimal ab Nirmala ko lekar apne ghar aa gaya, aur Nirmala ko nangi karke chodne laga. Usne Nirmala ki gaand ko bhi faad kar rakh diya.

Nirmala ko Bimal bahut pyar karne laga, aur Nirmala ki khoobsurti aur bhi badh gayi thi. Uski gaand Bimal ne chod-chod kar aur fula di thi. Nirmala ki gaand ko koi bhi dekh kar bata sakta tha ki Nirmala ki gaand ache se chudi hui thi. Nirmala ko Bimal ke sath dekh kar Paridhi jalne lagi, aur apni kismat par rone lagi.

Kuch 4 maheene baad Tanisha apne pati se ladayi karke ghar aa gayi, aur Bimal ne jab Taisha se baat ki to pata chala ki Tanisha ke husband ka kisi aur ladki se affair tha.

Ek din Nirmala ki gaand maar raha tha Bimal ki uski nazar khidki par gayi. Wahan Tanisha khadi ho kar unhe dekh rahi thi. Ye dekh kar Bimal ka bhi mann dol gaya, aur wo Tanisha ko dikhate hue Nirmala ki dumdaar chudai karne laga.

Doosre din Tanisha ke room mein jaa kar Bimal usko poocha: Kaisi ho? Aur kya tum kal raat khidki par aayi thi?

Tanisha ne pehle to mana kiya, fir nazar jhuka li. Bimal ne uska chehra hath mein liya, aur poocha-

Bimal: Maza aaya ki nahi dekh kar? Aur aaj bhi dekh lena.

Aur ye bol kar wo chala gaya. Raat ko fir Nirmala ko nanga kiya, aur khud bhi nanga ho gaya, aur aaj aisi position banayi thi Bimal ne, ki Tanisha lund ko achi se dekh sake. Fir kuch hi der mein Tanisha baahar khidki par khadi dikhayi di.

Bimal ne lund ko hath mein le kar Tanisha ko dikhate hue muskura kar Nirmala ke muh mein daal diya. Fir wo uska muh chodne laga. Fir Nirmala ki gaand chaatne laga, aur doggy position bana kar fir uski chut mein lund daal kar chodne laga.

Nirmala ke muh se siskari nikalne lagi: Aaahhh maza aa raha hai Bimal. Aaaahhh chodo mujhe, aur zor se chodo. Faad do meri chut aaahhhh. Mast kar diya aapne chod kar, kya mast lund hai ye.

Chodte hue kayi baar Tanisha aur Bimal ki nazar ek-doosre se mili. Tanisha fir wahan se chali gayi. Bimal ne apni malayi Nirmala ko chod kar nikali, aur uske sone ka intezaar karne laga.

Nirmala ko jaise hi neend aayi, wo Tanisha ke paas chala gaya, aur dekha ki Tanisha chut mein ungli daal kar hila rahi thi. Bimal ne Tanisha ka hath pakad ke hata diya, aur khud ki ungli chut mein daal kar hilane laga. Tanisha ne muskurate hue apne pair khol diye, aur Tanisha ki chikni chut ab Bimal ke saamne thi.

Bimal ne Tanisha ko kiss kiya, aur bola: Tumhari khushi ka dhyan main rakhunga.

Aur uske hontho par kiss karne laga. Bimal ne ab zyada der aur rukna sahi nahi samjha, aur jaldi se khud ke aur Tanisha ke kapde khol kar nange ho gaye. Tanisha patli aur slim thi to usko godi mein utha liya, aur uski chut par lund laga kar shot laga diya. Uske muh se cheekh nikli hi thi, ki Bimal ne uske lips ko kiss karke cheekh ko band kar diya, aur usko chodne laga. Tanisha lund ke upar uchal kar chudne lagi, aur Bimal neeche se uski chut mein shot lagane laga.

Bimal uske lips ko chhodh kar bola: Maza aa raha hai na?

Tanisha boli: Bahut maza dete ho, isliye to mummy aapse shaadi karke maza leti hai. Aur aapne to mummy ke figure ko bilkul badal kar rakh diya.

Bimal bola: Haa ab tumhara ye jism bhi tumhari mummy ke jaisa kar doonga chod-chod kar. Kaash tum aur tumhari mummy mujhse shaadi kar leti, to hum bina darre sex karte.

Tanisha: Kya aap mujhse shaadi karna chaahte the? To fir mummy se kyun ki shaadi aapne? Wo to aapse badi bhi hai.

Bimal: Arre ab kaise samjhau, jo maza tumhari mummy deti hai. Aur jab main kisi program mein jata hu, aur tumhari mummy ki kamar aur gaand par hath rakh kar party attend karta hu, to na jaane kitne log mujhse jalte hai. Aur agar ab tum bhi meri ho jao, to maza hi aa jayega.

Tanisha boli ki wo baat karegi apni mummy se. Aur fir Tanisha ko bed par ghodi bana kar, uski chut chaatne ke baad, fir peeche se chut chodne laga. Uski patli kamar Bimal ko sex ka ek alag hi maza dila rahi thi.

Bimal: Oh Tanisha, tumhari kitni mast tight chut hai. Tumhari chut mere lund ko kheench rahi hai aahhh.

Idhar Tanisha bhi aahh aahh ki awaaz nikaal rahi thi, aur har ek jhatka jo chut mein lag raha tha, usse uski body akadne lagi, aur wo boli-

Tanisha: Main jhad rahi hu aaah ahhhh. I am cumming.

Ye karke wo jhadne lagi, aur chut dheeli hone lagi. Bimal ne Tanisha ki chut se lund baahar kiya aur uski gaand mein daalne laga. To wo boli ki ek hi baar uske husband ne kiya tha, aur bahut dard hua tha usko.

Tanisha: Ab aaram se karna.

Bimal ne gaand ko chaata, aur fir usme thook kar apna lund chhed par set kiya, aur zor ka dhakka laga diya. Lund ki topi hi sirf andar gayi thi, aur Tanisha uchal kar rone lagi. Bimal ne uski ek na suni, aur gaand par poora lund ghusa diya, aur chodne laga.

Tanisha ki 10 minutes tak gaand maari, aur fir usko uske bistar par chhodh kar Nirmala ke paas jaa kar so gaya. Subha jab Tanisha der se uthi, aur wo chal bhi nahi paa rahi thi, to Nirmala ko doubt hua, aur fir Bimal ne Nirmala ko samjhaya ki agar Tanisha ki sex ki zaroorat poori nahi hui, to wo kisi baahar ke mard se chudwa legi, aur badnam hogi.

Nirmala ne kaha: Main aap se pyar karti hu Bimal. Aisa tum kaise kar sakte ho Tanisha ke sath?

Bimal: Mere paas ek yahi raasta tha, ki Tanisha ki zaroorat ko poori karu, aur uski zindagi sambhaal ke rakhu. Ab tum dono maa beti meri zimmedari ho.

Nirmala ko kuch samajh nahi aaya, aur wo Bimal se lipat kar rone lagi, aur boli: Aapko jo acha lagta hai karo.

Bimal Nirmala ko bedroom mein le gaya, aur usko nangi karke chut chodne laga.

Wo bola: Tumhari jagah tumhari beti nahi legi, aur main tumhari beti se ek bachha chaahta hu. Aur us bachhe ko hum apna naam denge.

Nirmala maan gayi aur fir raat ko Tanisha ko Bimal ke sath sone ke liye khud boli. Bimal ne Tanisha ko chod-chod kar uska figure aur boobs bade kar diye. Bimal ke kaale lund ko aaj do gori maa-beti ki chut mil gayi thi. Fir Tanisha bhi pregnant ho gayi, aur uski maa Nirmala ka bhi period miss kar gaya.

Dono maa beti ab Bimal ka bachhe ko janam de kar uski patni ban kar rehne lagi. Idhar Paridhi apne ghar aa kar baith gayi, aur wo apne mummy papa ko gaaliyan de rahi thi ki unki baaton mein aa kar hi usne Bimal ko divorced diya tha.

Paridhi baar-baar Bimal se baat karne ki bolne lagi. Fir Bimal ek din usse milne gaya to Paridhi ne usko sex offer kar diya, aur boli ki sirf sex karte hai aur masti maarte hai.

Paridhi ne kaha: Mujhe pata tha ki tumhe sex kitna zyada chahiye. Aur isliye tumne Nirmala didi se shaadi ki hai ki unke sath sex ka maza le pao. Aur mujhe ye bhi pata hai ki Nirmala didi ki gaand ke deewane ho aap.

Paridhi aur Bimal fir sex kar baithe, aur Paridhi ko aaj jaanwar ke jaise chodte raha tha Bimal. Paridhi ne kaha ki uska jab bhi mann ho chodne ke liye aa jaaye. Bimal ghar jaa kar fir se ek baar Nirmala ko pakad liya, aur kaha-

Bimal: Mera mann hi nahi bhara tumse Nirmala, tum mujhe satisfaction do. Mujhe tumhari moti gaand chahiye.

Bimal ne Nirmala ko chod kar din mein hi taare dikha diye uski gaand maar ke. Kuch dino mein hi Nirmala ki gaand aur foolne lag gayi aur kahin bhi wo Bimal ke sath party mein jati, to wahan ke mard Nirmala ki gaand dekh kar zaroor sochte ki kaash ek baar Nirmala ki gaand mein lund daal paye.

Nirmala apni gaand kam karne ke liye gym bhi join ki, par Bimal ki chudai ke kaaran gaand kam ho hi nahi rahi thi. Idhar Tanisha bhi apni maa ki jaisi badi gaand wali hone lagi.

Tanisha bilkul apni mummy Nirmala ke jaisi hone lagi. Ab Tanisha ko bhi dekh kar mard apne lund par hath ferne lagte, aur apni aankhon se maa-beti ko chodne lagte.

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As the sun bathed the city in the warm morning light, Greeshma found herself eagerly awaiting Suresh’s call. The previous night’s encounter had left her yearning for more. The anticipation of their conversation sent shivers down her spine.

She had always been a bold and adventurous woman. But something about Suresh’s commanding presence ignited a submissive fire within her.

The phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. Greeshma’s heart raced as she recognized Suresh’s number. With a mix of excitement and nervousness, she answered, her voice soft and breathy.

“Good morning, my little vixen,” Suresh’s deep voice purred through the line, sending a jolt of electricity down Greeshma’s spine. “Did you sleep well, or were you too busy thinking about me?”

Greeshma giggled, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks. “I slept well, but I can’t deny that thoughts of you kept me entertained all night.”

“Excellent,” he replied, his tone laced with satisfaction. “I want you to think of me constantly, Greeshma. I want to be the object of your every desire.”

As Suresh spoke, Greeshma’s imagination ran wild. She pictured him, his rugged features, and the mischievous glint in his eyes. His words sent a surge of heat between her thighs. She couldn’t help but touch herself, craving his touch.

“I want you to do something for me, my sweet Greeshma,” Suresh continued, his voice taking on a commanding edge. “I want you to strip for me, slowly, and describe every detail of your body. Let me hear how you touch yourself, how you prepare for my pleasure.”

Greeshma’s eyes widened at his request, but she was eager to please him. She stood up, her heart pounding, and began to unbutton her silk nightgown. “I’ll do anything you ask, Suresh,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.

“That’s my good girl,” he encouraged. “Take your time, tease yourself, and let me hear every moan and sigh.”

Greeshma let the nightgown slide off her shoulders, revealing her lace bra and matching panties. Her skin felt sensitive, every touch sending sparks through her body. “I’m starting to undress, Suresh. My fingers are tracing the lace. I can feel my nipples hardening beneath the fabric.”

“Mmm, that’s it, Greeshma. Let your hands explore. Touch your breasts, pinch your nipples, and tell me how they feel.” Suresh’s voice was like a drug, pushing her further into a state of arousal.

Greeshma complied, her fingers deftly unhooking her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts, full and firm, spilt out, the dark nipples already taut with desire. She cupped them, her thumbs brushing over the sensitive peaks, eliciting a soft moan.

“My breasts are heavy, Suresh. I’m playing with my nipples, and they’re so sensitive. I can’t help but imagine your mouth on them.”

“Oh, I’ll suck those sweet nipples until you’re begging for mercy,” Suresh growled, his voice thick with lust. “But first, I want to hear more. Slide your panties down and tell me how wet you are for me.”

Greeshma’s fingers trembled as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, slowly sliding them down her smooth thighs. “I’m so wet, Suresh. My pussy is dripping, and I can’t wait to touch myself for you.”

“Show me, Greeshma. Slide your fingers into that tight pussy and tell me how it feels.” Suresh’s voice was commanding, and Greeshma felt a thrill of submission as she obeyed.

She parted her thighs, revealing her glistening folds. Her fingers trembled as she dipped them into her wetness, moaning at the sensation. “I’m touching myself, Suresh. My fingers are inside me, and it feels so good. I wish it were your thick cock filling me up instead.”

Suresh’s breath hitched at her words, and she could almost see his eyes darken with desire. “You’re a naughty girl, Greeshma. I love how you crave my cock. Now, stroke your clit and tell me when you’re close.”

Greeshma’s fingers found her swollen bud, and she began to rub it in slow circles, her breath coming in short gasps. “I’m touching my clit, Suresh. It’s so sensitive, and I’m getting closer. Oh, I’m so close!”

“That’s it, my little submissive. Let go and cum for me. I want to hear you scream my name.” Suresh’s voice was hoarse, urging her on.

Greeshma’s body trembled as she teetered on the edge of release. Her fingers worked feverishly, and with a final, desperate stroke, she climaxed. Her body convulsed, and she cried out Suresh’s name, her voice echoing through the room.

“Yes, Greeshma! That’s what I wanted. I love hearing you cum for me,” Suresh said, his voice filled with satisfaction. “Now, I want you to keep touching yourself, keep that pussy wet and ready for me. I’ll be there soon, and I intend to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.”

Greeshma’s eyes widened at his promise, her body still trembling from her orgasm. “I’ll be waiting for you, Suresh. Please hurry, I need you inside me.”

“I’ll be there soon, my eager little slut. Now, keep playing with yourself, and remember, I want you dripping when I arrive.” With that, Suresh ended the call, leaving Greeshma breathless and desperate for more. She collapsed onto the bed, her body still buzzing with pleasure.

Her fingers continued to explore her sensitive flesh, keeping herself on the edge of desire. The thought of Suresh’s impending arrival made her heart race. She couldn’t wait to feel his hands on her, claiming her as his own. As she lay there, her mind raced with the possibilities of what Suresh had in store for her.

She knew he would push her boundaries, dominate her, and make her submit to his every desire. The thought both excited and terrified her. But she was determined to give herself fully to this man who had awakened her deepest desires.

Greeshma’s fingers moved faster, her breathing becoming more erratic. She imagined Suresh’s eyes on her, watching her pleasure herself, and it only fueled her fire. She wanted to be ready for him, to show him how much she craved his touch.

The sound of the doorbell startled her. She knew it was Suresh, right on time. Greeshma quickly composed herself, smoothing her hair and adjusting her clothes. She wanted to look desirable, a vision of submission and lust, for the man who was about to take her on a journey of erotic exploration.

As she opened the door, Suresh stood there. His presence was commanding, and his eyes filled with raw desire. He wasted no time, pulling her into his arms and crushing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss.

Greeshma melted into his embrace. Her hands roamed over his broad shoulders, feeling the power and strength she craved.

“You’re mine, Greeshma,” Suresh whispered against her lips, his breath hot on her skin. “And I’m going to make you feel things you’ve only dreamed of.”

Greeshma’s heart raced as Suresh led her to the bedroom, his hands roaming over her body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He pushed her onto the bed, his eyes dark with hunger. He stripped off his clothes, revealing his muscular frame and erect dick, throbbing with anticipation.

“Kneel on the edge of the bed, my little pet,” Suresh commanded, his voice sending shivers down Greeshma’s spine. “I want to taste you before I fuck you senseless.”

Greeshma obeyed without hesitation, her heart pounding as she positioned herself on the bed. Suresh’s eyes raked over her body, taking in the sight of her exposed flesh, her breasts heaving with anticipation. He moved between her thighs, his hands gripping her hips possessively.

Suresh leaned forward, his hot breath tickling her sensitive skin as he nuzzled her inner thighs. Greeshma’s breath caught in her throat, her body trembling as his tongue flicked out, teasing her clit. He licked her slowly, savouring her sweetness. His hands held her in place as he feasted on her.

“Oh, Suresh, yes!” Greeshma cried out, her head thrown back, her hands gripping the bedsheets. His tongue was like magic, sending waves of pleasure through her body. He sucked and licked, driving her wild, his fingers occasionally dipping inside her, eliciting moans of pleasure.

Suresh continued his oral assault, driving Greeshma to the brink of ecstasy. Her body shook, and she could feel the tension building, ready to explode. Just as she was about to climax, Suresh pulled away, leaving her teetering on the edge.

“Not yet, my sweet Greeshma,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “I want to feel you cum around my cock. Get on your hands and knees. It’s time for me to fuck you.”

Greeshma eagerly complied, positioning herself on all fours, her ass raised high, presenting herself to Suresh. He stood behind her, his hands caressing her smooth skin, before grabbing her hips and positioning himself at her entrance.

With one swift thrust, Suresh buried himself deep inside her, eliciting a cry of pleasure from Greeshma. He filled her, his cock stretching her to the limit. She relished the sensation of being claimed by this powerful man.

“You feel so fucking good, Greeshma,” Suresh growled, his voice raw with desire. “I’m going to make you cum so hard, you’ll forget your name.”

He began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through Greeshma’s body. She pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts, her hands gripping the sheets as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

“Yes, Suresh, yes!” she cried out, her voice hoarse with need. “Fuck me harder, please!”

Suresh obliged, his hands gripping her hips tightly, his thrusts becoming more powerful, driving into her with abandon. Greeshma’s body trembled, her orgasm building with each stroke until she was on the brink of release.

“Cum for me, Greeshma,” Suresh demanded, his voice commanding. “Let go and feel my cock deep inside you.”

His words were the final push she needed. Greeshma’s body convulsed, her pussy clenching around Suresh’s cock as she climaxed, crying out his name. Suresh groaned, his release building as he pounded into her with renewed fervour.

“That’s it, my little submissive,” he grunted, his body tensing. “Feel my cum filling you up, marking you as mine.”

Suresh’s release triggered another wave of pleasure in Greeshma, and she cried out, her body shaking as she came again, her juices flowing around his cock. Suresh collapsed onto her back, his breath ragged, as they both rode the waves of their shared orgasm.

As their breathing slowed, Suresh kissed the nape of Greeshma’s neck, his hands gently caressing her body. “You’re incredible, Greeshma. I’ve never experienced anything like this.”

Greeshma turned in his arms, her eyes shining with desire. “You’ve shown me a whole new world, Suresh. I want to explore it all with you.”

Suresh smiled, his eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and longing. “And we will, my sweet Greeshma. This is just the beginning of our journey together.”

As their lips met in a tender kiss, Greeshma knew that this was just the start of their forbidden affair. She couldn’t wait to discover the depths of pleasure Suresh would lead her to.

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Maa aur bete ki chauthi round ki chudai khatm hi hui thi ki Sanjay ka baap Surendra ghar aa gaya. Usse dono bohut khush nazar aaye. Maa ne bete ki shikayat ki.

Surendra apne bedroom mein aaya to dekha ki bed par nangi tasviro wali kitabe bikhri padi hai.  Rambha bhi uss ke pichhe as gayi. Uss ne darwaja andar se bund kar diya. Itna hi nahi woh nangi ho gayi. Bed par as kar let gayi.

Surendra ne uss din bhi sahab ke gharo ki 2 jawan aurato ko choda tha. Lekin apni gharwali ko nanga dekh uski jawani bhi gulati maarne lagi. Surendra nanga ho gaya aur siddha gharwali ko chodne laga.

Surendra – Ye sab kitabe, photo dekh kar bohut chudasi ho gayi ho. Bete se hi chudwa leti.

Khub jor dar dhakka marte hue chodne laga.

Rambha – Tumse bhi jyada harami niklega tera tera bada beta. Sultana aa jaati hai to tum jaante hi ho ki hum dono kitna garam ho jaate hai. Aaj fir tumse chudwa dene ke liye khusamad kar rahi thi. Tum bhi kya zid le kar bathe ho ki bin byahi (unmarried) ladkiyo ko nahi chodoge..

Surendra khub ragad ragad kar chod raha tha.

Surendra – Rani, kai kunwari, kam umra ki ladkiyo ko choda. Lekin mujhe kabhi maza nahi aaya. Tumhe 19-20 saal se chod raja hu. Tumne 3-3 beta bhi paida kiya. Lekin fir bhi tumhe chodne mein jo maza aata hai waisa maza koi dusri nahi de sakti.

Surendra – Tum soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki main yah jaan kar kitna khush hua tha ki tum pahle se hi chudwa chuki thi. Rani tumse badhia aur koi nahi. 200 se jyada randio ko choda hai. Lekin jo maza tere saath aata hai woh koi aur nahi deti. Meri aur Sultana ki baat chhod, tere bete ne kya kiya?

Uss din Rambha chauthi baar chudwa rahi thi. Uss aurat mein bohut stamina tha. Chudai se kabhi nahi thakti thi. Kamar aur chuttaro ko hilaate hue pati ke lund ke dhakka ko sambhal rahi thi.

Rambha – Sultana ke jaate hi harami iss room mein aa gaya. Main ne Sultana ko dikhane ke liye ye sab kitabe nilala tha. Main mana karti rahi lekin tera harami beta mere upar chadh gaya. Uss ne jabardasti mujhe chudai ki ek ek tasvir dikhai.

Rambha – Uss ke baad woh chudai ki kahani bhi padh kar sunaane laga. Tumne call bell baja tab woh bahar gaya hai. Bohut maza aa raha hai yaar. Pata nahi ki Ravi jinda hai ki marr gaya. Lagta hai ki sala mujhe bhul gaya.

Surendra –  Rani, Main bhi tumhe dusre se chudwate dekhne ke liye tarap raha hu. Jab tak Ravi nahi aata hai to bete se hi kyo nahi chudwati ho?

Rambha – Bohut harami ho. Bete ko maderchod banaoge. Tum khud Sanjay ko bolo ki mujhe chode. Naa baba naa, jitna mard chahungi mil jaayega lekin Ravi ke jaisa koi aur nahi hoga.

Rambha ko dukh tha ki Ravi bohut dino se nahi aaya hai. Surendra bhi chahta tha ki Rambha ab Ravi ko bhul jaaye aur bete se hi chudwana shuru kar de. Lekin Rambha se ye bolne ki uss ki himmat nahi hui thi.

Saalo pahle Surendra ne apni maa ko chodne ki koshish ki thi. Lekin maa ne usse bohut maara pita tha. Surendra ki maa ne bete se nahi chudwaya. Lekin gaao ki kai jawan aurato aur kumwari ladkiyo ko apne saamne bete se chudwaya tha.

Kuch dino ke bad gaao ki aurate khud hi Surendra se chudwane ke liye uski maa ki khushamad karne lagi thi. Rambha se shadi hone ke pahle hi woh pachaso maal ko chod raha tha.

Naa uss ne Rambha ko Ravi se chudwane se mana kiya naa hi Rambha ne pati ko kisi ko bhi chodne se roka. Surendra jitna hi der chodte tha aurat ko mast kar deta tha. Surendra ne bhi ras Rambha ke bur mein hi giraya.

Rambha – Yaar, ek galti ho gayi hai.

Surendra khada hokar kapde pahan-ne laga.

Surendra – Kya galti, Kaisi galti?

Rambha – Aaj subah hi loop nikal liya tha aur abhi tum ne ras andar gira diya. Agar pet mein bachcha rah gaya to.

Pati ke ras girane se pahle beta tin baar bur mein ras gira chuka tha. Aur Surendra ne bhi bete ke jaisa hi kaha.

Surendra – To kya ho gaya? Munna jab 9 saal ka tha tab Pappu ka janam hua tha. Pappu abhi 9 saal ka hi hai. Rani mujhe ek apne jaisi pyari beti de do.

Rambha – Agar bachcha hua to iss baar beti hi hogi. Chhi, Sanjay kya sochta hoga ki baap office se aaya aur maa uss se chudwane lagi.

Rambha ne pahle jaisa petticoat aur blouse hi pahna. Surendra ne kamar mein ek lungi bandha. Upar ek banyan pahan liya. Dono bahar aaye to dekha ki Sanjay aur uske saath Sultana ki chhoti bahan Nagma bhi hai.

Nagma – Waah chachi jaan, kisi ki nazar naa lage. Kitna gajab ki khubsurat hai aap. Chachu jaan ne aap ko bohut khubsurat bana diya hai. Kya chachu, chachi ko kabhi aaram bhi karne do. Roj raat mein lagaate hi ho, din mein bhi nahi chhorte ho. Bohut jawani hai aap ke badan mein.

Nagma ki baat sunn kar Rambha ko laga ki woh bhi uss ke pati Surendra se chudwana chahti hai.

Surendra – Nagma, tumse jyada khubsurat koi dusri ho sakti hai kya. Bohut pyari ho beti.

Bolte hue woh Nagma ke saamne chair par baith gaya. Nagma ki nazar udhar gayi aur uska gala sukhne laga. Nagma ne bagal mein baithe Sanjay ke thighs ko jor se dabaya. Sanjay ki nazar bhi baap ke taraf gayi. Usse bhi dikhai diya Rambha ke bur ke ras se lathpath baap ka lund.

Nagma ne pahli baar kisi jawan admi ke lund ko dekha tha. Surendra kisi ko lund dikhane ke liye waisa nahi baitha tha. Usse maalum hi nahi pada ki saamne baithe ladki ke saath saath uss ke bete ko bhi uska lund dikh raha tha.

Nagma ne apne ko sambhala.

Nagma – Chachu, aaj main ek khas kaam se aai hu. Main aap sab ko ye bataane aai hu ki aap loag Sanjay ke shadi ke baare mein kabhi mut sochna. Main hi Sanjay se nikah karungi.

Nagma – Sanjay tum bhi gaanth baandh lo. Agar tumne kisi dusri se shadi karne ka socha bhi to main uss kutiya ka khoon pi jaaungi, tera katl kar dungi. Kal shaam 5 baje Subhas garden mein aana, main intazar karungi.

Nagma ne Surendra ke lund ko dekha aur Sanjay ko saath lekar ghar ke bahar nikal gayi.

Sanjay – Babuji jaan bujh kar waise nahi baithe the. Unki taraf se main maafi maangta hu.

Nagma—. Bebkuf, tu kyo maafi maang raha hai. Har jawan ladki ko lund dekhna badhia lagta hai aur tere babu ji ke lund ki bohut taarif suni hai. Tumhara lund kaisa hoga nahi maalum lekin tere baap ka lund sach bohut badhia hai. Sultana aapa bebkuf nahi hai ki tumhare baap ki rakhail bunn kar bhi rahna chahti hai. Agar main ne tumhare saath nikah ka nahi socha hota to aaj hi tere baap se chudwa leti. Bohut hi pyara lund hai tere baap ka.

Sanjay kya bolta. Usse bhi samajhte der nahi laga ki ye ladki jo uss ke saath shadi karna chahti hai, ab jaidi hi uss ke baap se chudwayegi.

Nagma ne Sanjay ke gaalo ko thap-thapaya aur ek taraf chali gayi. Nagma ka ghar adha km ki duri par hi tha.

Sanjay wapas lauta aur janha pahle baitha tha wonhi baith gaya. Surendra ka lund tab bhi waisa hi dikh raha tha. Sanjay ne maa se kuch khana aur chai manga.

Rambha apne dono bete ko lekar andar chali gayi. Maa ko chod kar Sanjay mein bohut himmat aa gayi thi.

Sanjay –  Babu ji aap kaise baithe hai, aap ka lund saaf saaf dikh raha hai. Aap ne jaan bujh kar Nagma ko lund dikhaya hai naa. Lekin usse aap ka lund bohut pasand aa gaya hai. Bol kar gayi hai ki aap ka lund bohut pyara hai. Uss ne yah bhi kaha ki agar uss ne mujhse shadi ka nahi socha hota to aaj hi aap se chudwa leti.

Beta ki baat sunn kar Surendra ne jhatka se lungi upar uthaya. Lekin turant lund ko dhak kar thik se baith gaya.

Surendra – Jo kasam le lo beta, mujhe nahi maalum tha ki lund tum dono ko dikh raha hai. Tu bohut kismat wala hai ki itni khubsurat ladki tumse shadi karna chahti hai.

Sanjay –  Main abhi 4-5 saal to shadi nahi karunga. Lekin Nagma ko aap ka lund bohut pasand aa gaya hai. Woh aap se chudwana chahti hai. Aap ek baar bhi Ishara karenge to woh aap se chudwa legi. Jab tak main uss se shadi nahi karta hu aap hi apne hone waali bahu ko chodte rahiye.

Sanjay – Aur agar woh app ko pasand aati rahi to main uss se shadi kar lunga. Jaise aap aur Ravi uncle maa ko mil kar chodte hai, hum dono mil kar aap ki tino bahuo ko chodenge. Babuji, aap jitni jaidi ho Nagma ko chodiye. Uss ki badi bahan bhi aap se chudwaane ke liye pagal hai. Aap Sultana ko bhi chodiye fir hum dono mil kar dono bahno ko chodenge.

Bete ki baat sunn kar baap shocked hokar bete ko dekhta raha. Uss ne lungi fir pura utha diya. Sanjay ne dekha ki baap ka lund pura tight ho gaya hai. Surendra lund ko sahlane laga.

Surendra –  Mere lund ko kunwari ya kam umra ki ladkiyo ki bur pasand nahi hai. Tum hi pahle tino bahno ko chodo. Unki bur dhila kar do uss ke baad mujhe bhi chodne mein maza aayega.

“Nasta taiyar hai, andar aa jaao.”

Maa ki awaj sunn kar Sanjay khada hua, baap ka pass gaya aur dono haatho se baap ke lund ko pakad kar masalne laga.

Sanjay – Babu ji bewkuf mut baniye, dono randi taiyar hai. Aap dono Nagma aur Sultana ko jaidi se jaidi chodiye.

Sanjay ne jhuk kar baap ke lund ke tip ko chuma.

Bete ki baato aur harquat se baap shut khush ho gaya. Uss ne wohi kaha jo Sanjay sun-na chahta tha.

Surendra – Abhi dono ladkiyo ko chhodo. Ghar mein hi ek bohut chudasi maal hai. Apni maa ko ek baar chod lo to Nagma, Sultana, sab ko bhul jaaoge. Dono bhai ke soo jaane ke baad hamate room mein aa jaana. Kuch badhia drama karna, meri khushamad karna, main tumhe maa ko chodne se nahi rokunga.

Surendra – Teri maa asal kutia hai. Hum mard thak jaayennge lekin ye kutia kabhi nahi thakti. Main nahi rokunga. Jam kar apni maa ko choda, jab chaho tab chodo. Pahle tum chod lo fir ghar ki kutia ko uss ke fire bete Munna se bhi chudwa dunga.

Baap ki baat sunn kar Sanjay itna khush hua ki adha se jyada lund apne muh mein liya, ek minute andar rakha fir nikal diya.

Sanjay – Sach babu ji Nagma ne gskat nahi kaha, bohut hi pyara lund hai. Maa ki bur se jab ye lund bahar niklega tab main isse badhia se chusunga. Nagma ko jaidi, kal hi chodiye.

“Kya kar rahe ho, jaidi aao chai thanda ho jaayega.”

Dono baap beta muskurate hue andar gaye. Sanjay khush tha ki baap ne khud apni gharwali, maa ko chodne ke liye invite kiya. Surendra iss liye bohut khush tha ki jo ladki uss ki bahu banna chahti thi usse uska lund pasand aa gaya hai.

Sath hi ab woh apni gharwali ko kisi aur se, apne bete se chudwate dekhega. Surendra ne kabhi khul kar kaha nahi. Lekin woh hamesha se chahta tha ki uss ke ghar ki sabhi aurate uss ke tarah hi khul kar chudai ki masti le.

Uss ne Rambha ko kai baar hint bhi diya lekin uss aurat ko Ravi ke alawa koi dusra kabhi pasand nahi aaya. Abhi 6 mahina se Ravi nahi aaya tha. To uss ne apni chudai ki bhukh ko mitane ke liye bete se hi chudwa liya.

Sab se khas baat ye hui ki Rambha ko bete ke saath ki chudai sabse badhia lagi. Aur woh dil se chahti thi ki beta usse apne baap ke saamne chode, baar baar chode.

Sabhi ne nasta kiya, chai piya. Fir Rambha raat ka khana banane lagi aur Surendra ghar ke bahar chala gaya. Woh Nagma ke hi ghar gaya. Usse kunwari ladki ko chodna pasand nahi tha. Lekin bete ne kaha ki Nagma ko uss ka lund pasand aaya to woh Nagma ko chodne ke liye bekraar ho gaya.

Surendra dono bahan Nagma aur Sultana ke sath unke abbu Hamid se baate kar raha tha. Tisri bahan Salma bhi wohi baithi thi. Ek ghanta se jyada ho gaya tha. Fir bhi Nagma ke aankho ke saamne Surendra ka lund jhul hi raha tha.

Nagma – Chachu jaan, aap jaadu tona jaante hai kya? Jis se bhi baat hoti hai, chahe woh jawan ladki ho ya fir 2 bachcho ki maa. Sabhi aap ke baare mein hi baat karti hai. Sultana aapa to aap se nikah hi karna chahti hai. Meri kai sahelia hai jo aap ki randi banne ko taiyar hai.

Hamid – Chup rah chhokri, kya faltu baat kar rahi hai!

Nagma  – Abbu, mujhe badhia se maalum hai ki main kya bol rahi hu. Main Sanjay se sirf iss liye nikah nahi karungi ki woh mujhe bohut pasand hai. Iss liye bhi nikah karungi ki uss ghar mein Surendra jaisa mard rahta hai. Mujhe bolne mein koi sharam nahi hai. Agar chachu, aap ke dost, mujhe chodna chahega to main khushi khushi chudwaungi.

Ye log baate kar rahe the to unki ammi Abida bhi aa gayi.

Abida – Beti, tujhe badhia se maalum hai ki Surendra ka apne ghar se kya rista hai. Fir bhi tu eisi baat kar rahi hai. Tujhe bohut garmi chadhi hai to jaa, aaj se hi Sanjay ka bistar garam kar. Surendra ji ke saath bister garam karne ka kyo soch rahi hai. Woh tere baap ke saman hai, tera sasur hoga. Baap aur sasur se koi chudwati hai kya?

Nagma – Sanjay kab mere saath raat gujarega nahi maalum. Lekin Surendra ji taiyar hai to main aaj raat hi inke saath suhagraat manane ko taiyar hu. Chachu, chalo mere room mein, mujhe chodo.

Nagma ne khul kar kah diya ki woh Surendra se chudwana chahti hai. Nagma ki baat sunn kar Surendra ka hi nahi Hamid ka lund bhi pura tight ho gaya. Sultana ne topic ko change kiya.

Sultana – Ammi, main bolna bhul gayi. Kal raat tumhari sautan Rambha ne mujhe aur Abbu ko khane par bulaya hai. Hum jaayenge.

Nagma – Sirf tum dono ko!

Sultana – Haa, sirf mujhe aur abbu ko, tujhe Surendra chachu se chudwana hai to kanhi aur chudwana. Kabaab mein haddi banne wonha mut aa jaana. Tu jaanti hai na ki mera aur Rambha ka kya rista hai.

Surendra – Abida, Inn dono ladkiyo ne bohut garam kar diya hai, tum apna special ‘faluda’ khila do sab thande ho jaayenge.

Kuch hi der baad Abida ne sabhi ko bhuna hua gost (meat) ke saath faluda khilaya. Do ghante ke baad Surendra uss ghar se nikal kar wapas apne ghar aa gaya.

Nagma ke ghar mein kya baat hui woh Surendra ne naa Sanjay ko bataya, naa hi Rambha ko. Naa hi Sultana ne hi kisi ko bataya. Lekin Surendra ne agle hi din Nagma ko chodne ka faisla kar liya.

Uss ne apne aap se kaha, “Abida ko 22 saalo se chod raha hu. Lekin ab Nagma ko chode bina nahi rah sakta hu. Kal hi Nagma ko chodunga. Saalo baad kisi kunwari ladki ko chodenga.” Surendra ko biswas tha ki Nagma kunwari hi hogi.

Surendra ghar pahuncha. Khana pina hua. Tino bete apne room mein ghuse. Surendra khud nanga hua aur fir Rambha ko bhi nanga kiya. Thodi der ki masti ke baad patni ko chodne laga.

10 minute ki hi chudai hui hogi ki darwaja par knock hua. Dono samajh gaye ki kaun knock kar raha hai. Lagaatar knock ho raha tha.

Rambha – Maderchod, bohut pareshan kar ne laga hai. Din mein mujhe chudai ka tasvir dikhaya aur ab tumhare saamne mujhe chodne aa raha hai. Aaj harami ke gaand mein lund pel hi do.

Surendra ne khud hi bete ko room mein aane kaha tha. Bed se utar uss ne lungi pahna aur door khola. Saamne Sanjay nanga khada tha.

Shaam ko Nagma ne Surendra ka lund dekha. Aur woh apne baap ke umra ke admi se chudwane ke liye bekarar ho gayi. Sanjay ne bhi baap ko dono bahan Nagma aur Sultana ko chodne ke liye uksaya.

Itna hi nahi uss ne baap ke lund ko muh mein bhi liya. Surendra itna khush ho gaya ki uss ne khud Sanjay se maa ko chodne ke liye kaha.  Rambha ne pati se kaha ki woh bete Sanjay ki gaand maare.

Sanjay – Babu ji aap Nagma ya jis ke saath chahe meri shadi karwa dijiye. Aap hi uss ke saath suhagraat manana, aap hi usse din raat chodna. Aap jab boliyega main aap ka lund chus dunga. Aap chaho to meri gaand bhi maaro. Lekin mujhe apni gharwali, iss khubsurat aurat Rambha ko, apni maa ko chodne do.

Surendra ne bete se kaha jarur tha fir bhi beta ki baat sunn kar woh shocked rah gaya. Rambha ne bhi baap se maa ki chudai ka permission maangne kaha tha lekin uss ne ummid nahi ki thi ki Sanjay itna himmat dikhayega. Sanjay ki himmat aur besharmi dekh kar dono surprised bhi the aur shocked bhi.

Dono chup rahe. Sanjay ne maa ke jaangho ke bich position liya. Ek haath se lund ko pakad kar bur mein dabaya. Subah se chauthi baar maa ke bur mein lund dabaya tha. Bur ne lund ko pahchan liya. Lund aapne se aap bur ke andar ghusta chala gaya.

Sanjay chuchiyo ko dabaate hue jordaar dhakka maarne laga. Bete ke saath chudai ne confirm kar diya ki beta baap se badhia chudai karta hai. Dhakka mein taquat bhi jyada tha aur speed bhi. Kuch der Rambha ne bardast kiya.

Fir bete ke nange badan ko sahlaane lagi. Woh mithi mithi masti ki siskari maarne lagi. Thodi masti lene ke baad usse hosh aaya hoga.

Rambha – Beta, tera lund badhia hai, tu badhia se chod bhi raha hai. Lekin beta maa ko chodna maha paap hai. Beta, tumne maa ko nanga dekh liya, uss ki bur mein lund bhi pel diya ab nikal le paap mut kar. Aage se kabhi maa ke bur mein lund mut pelna.

Lekin Rambha dil se chahti thi ki beta usse pati ke saamne khub jamkar chode. Uss ne bete se lund nikalne kaha. Lekin dono haatho aur thighs se uss ne bete ko tightly jakad liya. Rambha subah mein bhi dekh chuki thi.

Sultana ke saamne chudwaya tha tab bhi dekha tha ki Sanjay mein bohut taquat hai. Uss ne tightly jakda tha fir bhi Sanjay dhakka par dhakka maar hi raha tha. Sanjay ne ek din mein paanchvi baar maa ki bur mein lund pela tha. Uska stamina bohut badh gaya tha.

Uss ne kuch jawaab nahi diya, khub ragad ragad kar chodta raha. Bete ki chudai baap ko bhi bohut pasand aa gayi.

Surendra – Waah beta, tu to pura mard ho gaya hai. Koi bhi aurat tujh se chudwa kar bohut khush hogi. Kal mujhe din mein ek baje ek saahab ke ghar mein 2 badhia aurato ko chodna hai.

Surendra – Lekin ek bohut jaruri kaam yaad aa gaya hai. Iss liye meri jagah tu hi chala jaa. Main unhe bata dunga. Agar tumne unn dono ko khush kar diya to fir tere aage ladkiyo ki, aurato ki line lug jaayegi.

35 minute ki chudai hote- hote Rambha jhad gayi. Sanjay ne maa ke gaalo, hontho ko chusa aur lund ko bur se bahar nikala.

Sanjay – Babuji, Main ne aaj maa ko pahli baar choda hai. Mujhe bohut hi jyada maza aaya. Aap maa ko 20-21 saal se chod rahe hai, aap ne kabhi maa ke bur ke andar ke maal ka swad nahi liya hai naa. Dekhiye maa ke bur ke ras aur andar ke maal se mera lund kitna chamak raha hai. Aap mere lund se maa ke bur ka swad lijiye. Fir aap jab bhi maa ke bur se lund nikalenge main khub badhia se chat dunga, chus dunga.

Dono maa aur baap ko samajh nahi aaya ki bete ne kya kaha. Sanjay ne baap ko bed par dabaya aur lund ko baap ke muh mein thel diya. Baap puri koshish karta raha lekin Sanjay bhi apne hi baap ka beta tha.

Baap ke chest ko tightly dabaaye hue beta lund ko baap ke muh mein hi andar bahar karne laga. Surendra kya karta. Lund ko pakad kar badhia se chata aur chusa. Surendra lund chus raha tha ki beta jhadne laga.

Surendra chhat-patata raha lekin beta ne lund bahar nahi nikala. Saara ras pet ke andar chala gaya. Lund jab dhila hua tab Sanjay ne lund ko baap ke muh se bahar nikala.

Sanjay – Waah babuji, aap ka lund pelne ke liye pura taiyar hai, chodiye meri maa ko.

Sanjay dono maa baap ke nange badan ko sahlata raha aur Surendra apni gharwali ko chodta raha. Surendra ne jab bhi kisi ko choda to hamesha bur ke andar hi ras girata tha. Uss ne kabhi condom laga kar nahi choda. Aurat hi contraceptive use karti thi.

Sanjay ne 35 minute chodne ke baad lund bahar nikala tha lekin Surendra 20 minute bhi nahi chod paya. Woh bur mein hi jhad gaya. Lund bur se bahar nikla to Sanjay ne pahle lund ko chata aur uss ke baad 10-12 minute badhia se chusa.

Sanjay – Maa, tu kutiya ban aur babu ji ka lund chus. Main apni kutiya ki bur chat kar chodunga.

Rambha hadd se jyada khush thi, uss ne koi objection nahi kiya. Uss ne kutiya ka pose liya aur Surendra ka lund chusne lagi. Sanjay ne kutta ke jaisa pichhe se 15 minute chut se lekar gaand ke chhed tak chata aur khade khade chodne laga. Iss baar Rambha ne koi gyan nahi diya. Khub masti se chudwaya.

Aur iss tarah dono baap beta ne uss raat Rambha ko aram  nahi karne diya. Puri raat choda. Tino bohut khush the.

Aage ki kahani agle bhag mein.

Aap logon ne pichle part mein padha ki Nisha ko chodne ke baad uski ye haalat nahi thi ki wo dobara se chudai karwa paye. Isliye Samir ne usko bed par sula kar kaha –

Samir: Tum ab kal subha tak so jao. Koi tumhe pereshan nahi karega.

Ab aage:-

Aditya, Neha, aur Samir mil kar thoda drink karte hai, aur snacks khaane lagte hai. Fir ek cigarette jala kar peene lagte hai. Wo time dekhte hai to raat ka 1 baja tha.

Ek baar fir dono ka lund khada tha, aur ab Neha hi thi paas mein. To dono ne jo Nisha ke sath kiya, usse bhi zyada Neha ke sath karne ki sochi. Neha ne jo Aditya ki gaand mein ungli dali thi. Aditya ko uska badla to lena hi tha.

Neha ko bed par lita kar dono ne uske boobs choosne shuru kiye, aur Neha ki chut mein Samir ungli daal kar hilane laga. To Aditya ne chut ke upri bindu ko apni ungli se ragadna shuru kiya.

Dono mardon ko nasha ho raha tha, aur ab unke andar ka jaanwar baahar aane wala tha. Neha ki haalat kharaab hone wali thi. Samir ab Neha ke pairon ki taraf aaya, aur Neha ke gore pairon ko chaatne laga. Uske pairon ki ungliyon ko muh mein lekar choosne laga, aur pairon ko upar ki aur mod kar apna lund uske chut mein laga kar chodne laga.

Aditya ne bhi ab apna lund Neha ke muh mein daal diya, aur muh ko chodne laga. Fir Aditya lund muh se baahar karke Neha ke muh mein apni gaand laga kar baith gaya.

Wo bolne laga: Chaato ise ab.

Neha ke liye ye saza maze mein badal gayi, aur wo gaand chaatne lagi. Tabhi Aditya ne zor ki paad maari aur Neha se ye badbu sehan nahi hui. Wo vomiting jaise karne lagi to Aditya uske muh se hatt gaya.

Aditya ne Samir ko Neha ke upar jaane ko kaha, aur Samir lund chut mein daale hue Neha ke upar aa gaya, aur chut chodne laga.

Aditya ab bed ke neeche khada ho kar Neha ki gaand mein ek zor ke dhakke ke sath lund daal diya. Neha ki aankhen dard se baahar aane ko ho gayi. Do lund jhelna Neha ke liye muskil tha.

Neha drink karke nashe mein thi, fir bhi uske liye ye do lund chut aur gaand mein uski jaan nikaal rahe the. Ab wo rone lagi aur boli-

Neha: Maaf kar do Aditya, maine jo kiya uske liye. Ab aaram se karo.

Neha ko pata tha ki dono mil kar ek sath hi chodenge usko, jaise Nisha ki thukayi hui. Par ab aaram se karne ko to bol hi sakti thi wo. Samir aur Aditya dono ne apni speed badha di, aur Neha ka har ek body ka hissa hilne laga. Uske boobs to aise hil rahe the, jaise koi spring ho.

Neha bhi badi chudakkad thi. Wo jaldi hi normal ho gayi, aur bolne lagi: Aaahhhh aur zor se, aur karo, aaj jannat dikha do mujhe. Oh yes fuck me yess oh yes fuckkk issss. Haa maza aa raha hai mere g-spot mein lund lag raha hai. Oh Samir, aapke ye lund ki gotiyan meri chut se takra kar meri chut ko aur uttejana se bhar rahi hai.

Neha: Oh meri gaand ke pyare Aditya. Mast kar diya aap dono ne to mujhe. Oh main jhad rahi hu. Haa main jhad rahi hu.

Aur Neha ki chut ne apna paani chhodh diya. Par Neha ki thukayi band nahi hui. Poore room mein thap thap aur Neha ki siskariyon ki awaaz aa rahi thi. 15 minutes ki chudai ho chuki thi, aur Samir thak gaya tha. Par uska lund jhada nahi tha, aur naa hi Aditya ka lund jhada tha.

Samir ab thakaan se bed par let gaya, to Neha uske upar aa gayi. Wo uske lund par baith kar uchalne lagi. Aditya bed par khada ho kar lund fir Neha ke muh mein daal kar chodne laga. Jaldi hi dono mard jhad gaye, aur Neha ne dono ka maal chaat kar saaf kiya.

Jaldi hi sab so gaye, aur subha uthe to dekha ki Samir wapas apne ghar jaa raha tha koi urgent business meeting ke liye. Ab Neha aur Nisha Aditya ke paas reh gayi thi. Aditya Neha aur Nisha ko lekar wapas Delhi aa gaya, aur hotel mein dono ke sath chudai ki. Fir unhone Noida ke club mein jaane ka program kiya.

Raat ke 10 baje Aditya ne Neha aur Nisha ke sath club mein entery ki. Neha ne aaj ek black shorts daala hua tha deep-neck, jisme se uske aadhe boobs dikh rahe the. Nisha ne ek short skirt nabhi ke kaafi neeche aur deep-neck top pehna tha. Usme se uske boobs saaf dikh rahe the, aur na hi usne bra pehni thi.

Neha aur Nisha drink karne lagti hai Aditya ke sath mil kar, aur fir dance karne lage. Itne mein hi ek ladka aaya, aur Nisha se chipak kar dance karne laga. Aur fir ek couple Aditya ke paas aa kar Aditya se kehne lage-

Couple: Neha ke sath dance karna hai, aur Aditya aap meri biwi ke sath dance kar le.

Aditya ki kon si Neha khud ki biwi thi. Wo jhat se us bande ki biwi ke sath dance karne laga. Aur Neha ab kisi aur mard ke hatho mein thi. Wo banda jiska naam Suraj tha. Wo Neha ko Aditya se door le gaya, aur Neha ki kamar mein hath daal kar dance karne laga aur bola-

Suraj Neha se bola: Aap bahut zyada khoobsurat ho. Main aapko dekh kar reh nahi paaya.

Neha: Ji dekhi wo to main, aapne aapki biwi ko mere bande ke paas chhodh diya.

Suraj: Wo ladki meri biwi nahi hai. Main to us ladki ko pehchanta bhi nahi hu. Main to bas dance hi kar raha tha uske sath.

Neha ke aur kareeb ho kar ab Suraj uske chutad mein hath ferne laga, aur dabane laga. Suraj ne dekha ki Neha kuch nahi bol rahi thi, to uski himmat aur badhi. Fir wo Neha ko baahon mein lekar apne se chipka liya.

Neha ke dono boobs Suraj se chipak gaye, aur fir Neha ki gardan mein Suraj ne kiss karna shuru kiya. Usne Neha ka hath pakad kar apne lund pe rakh diya. Neha ne lund ko pant ke upar se hi pakda hua tha, ki Suraj ne kaha-

Suraj: Neha ji, I want to fuck you. Main aapko chodna chaahta hu.

Suraj Neha ko club ke baahar le gaya, aur parking mein uski car ke andar dono baith kar kiss karne lage. Ek ke baad ek kapde khulte chale gaye. Neha ko poori nangi kar diya tha Suraj ne, aur car ki back seat par Neha ko lita kar dono pair car ke baahar kar liye. Fir khud Suraj car ke neeche khada ho gaya, aur pair faila kar Neha ki chut dekhne laga.

Suraj: Arre tum to bilkul maal ho, kitno se chud chuki ho tum ab tak?

Fir wo Neha ki chut mein muh laga kar chut chaatne laga. Neha ka namkeen paani Suraj ko kaafi acha laga, aur wo chut ki ek-ek boond chaat kar saaf kiya. Uske baad dono pair apne kandhe pe lekar chut mein lund set karke shot laga diya. Neha ki aah nikal gayi, aur Suraj Neha ke muh mein hath laga kar uska muh band kiya, taaki koi awaaz sun na le. Uske baad wo lund chut mein hilane laga.

Suraj: Aah mast hai re tu, tere jaisi housewife ko chodna mujhe bahut pasand hai.

Aur wo tez-tez Neha ko chodne laga. Thodi hi der mein Neha ki chut ne paani chodh diya. Neha ne dekha ki aur 2 bande the, jo apna lund khol kar wahan the.

Fir Suraj ne kaha: Ye mere dost hai, bas tumhe chod kar paani nikaalna hai ye log ka.

Doosra banda, fir teesra, aisa karke ek ke baad ek baari-baari se Neha ko bajate rahe, aur fir Neha ko parking mein chhodh ke chale gaye. Neha dekhi ki Nisha bhi wahan peeche parking mein padi thi, aur kaafi nashe mein thi. Uske boobs top se baahar latak rahe the.

Dono ko hosh aaya, aur fir wo dono hotel chali gayi. Wahan Neha ne bataya ki 3 ladkon ne baari-baari se usko choda, aur Nisha ne kaha ki usko bhi 2 ladkon ne parking mein choda, aur fir chale gaye. Hotel mein teeno Neha, Nisha, aur Aditya lete hue the, ki bell baji. Fir Aditya ek bande ko andar le aaya aur us bande ke hath mein camera tha.

Aditya bola: Nisha tumhara modelling ka jo sapna tha, wo aaj poora ho raha hai. Aur ye hai Tony jo film industry mein hai. Ye tumhari photos lega.

Tony ne camera set kiya, aur Nisha ko ek saree di. Fir Nisha ki alag-alag position mein photo li, aur photo saari is tarah ki hoti ki zyada se zyada jism dikhe. Fir ek shorts mein photos li, aur fir bikini mein photo dene lagi Nisha. Aditya aur Tony ka dono ka lund khada ho chuka tha Nisha ka jism dekh kar, aur wo fir Nisha ko nude karke photos lene lage.

Tony: Nisha ji aap ek housewife ho koi bata nahi sakta. Kya mast figure paaya hai aapne.

Nisha: Ji shukriya Tony ji.

Tony: Aap to bilkul kuwari ladki lag rahi ho. Aapke ye boobs bilkul shape mein hai, bilkul gol aur nipple kadak hai.

Nisha ko sharam aane lagi, aur wo apne hath se chut aur boobs chhupane lagi.

Tony: Arre Nisha ji, hath hatao. Ye to dekhne ki cheez hai, ki aap kitni haseen ho.

Tony Nisha ke paas aa kar uske hath hata kar boobs sehlata hai, aur bolta hai: Kitne soft hai aahhh.

Fir Tony Nisha ke pair ko kholta hai, aur chut dekhta hai jo bilkul fatti hui thi, aur control se baahar ho kar Nisha ki chut mein muh laga deta hai.

Nisha bhi control se baahar ho gayi, aur Tony ka sar chut mein daba deti hai.

Tony aage bola: Aapko bade sahab jab dekhenge, to dekhte hi reh jayenge.

Nisha: Bade sahab, wo kon hai?

Tony: Wo hi to hai jo aapke upar paise lagaynge, aur aapko model se heroin banayenge.

Tony ne jhat se apni pant kholi. Fir Nisha ko lund ki aur jhuka kar uske muh mein lund pel diya.

Tony: Aahhh Nisha ji aap badi hot maal ho. Aapko to sahi mein koi bluefilm ki heroine hona tha. Na jaane kitne mard aapko dekh kar lund hilate aur aapko apne sapne mein soch kar chodte.

Tony ne Nisha ko utha kar bed par lita kar uski chut mein lund daal diya, aur chodne laga. Wo aur Nisha ek-doosre ke sath maza le hi rahe the ki Neha ne kaha-

Neha: Koi zaroorat nahi hai modelling ki. Main janti hu tum log Nisha ko sapne dikha kar sirf chudai karoge.

Tony aur Aditya ke khade lund par dhokha ho gaya, aur Aditya ka plan apne dost ke sath Neha aur Nisha ko chodne ka fail ho jata hai. Nisha aur Neha ab mann bana li thi ki dono wapas jaa rahi thi, aur ab chudai sirf apne husband se hi karwayengi.

Neha aur Nisha ab wapas apne ghar aa jati hai, aur dono apne ghar par leti hui ek sath baat karne lagi, ki maza to bahut aaya, par wapas nahi jayenge Delhi.

Neha aur Nisha ek-doosre ko dekh kar hasne lagi aur boli: Chut ko to aisa chudwaya hum dono ne, ki ab ye fatti hui hi rahegi. Aur ab hum bas apne pati ko chut dengi.

Neha: Kon sa pati?

Nisha: Arre didi Samir mera Jeth ab mera pati hai, aur aaj se hum dono ek sath-sath unhe pyar dengi.

Idhar ab ghar par Samir ki liye to chandi aur sona dono hi ho gaya tha. Uske paas ab Nisha aur Neha thi, jo uske sath soti thi ghar par. Samir ko nanga karke khud bhi nangi rehti aur Samir ke sath ab har roz threesome bhi karti.

Nisha aur Neha dono Samir ki patni ban chuki thi, aur dono ne ek-ek bachhe ko bhi janam diya. Unhone Samir ko apne jism ka gulam bana liya tha dono ne. Samir ko ye gulami kaafi pasand aayi ki uski 2 biwiyan hai, aur dono ko wo ragad ke chodne laga.

The end.

Wait for the next story Samir ki badi behan ka ladka ghar aata hai higher studies ke liye, aur kaise wo apni dono mami Neha aur Nisha ko fasata hai apne jaal mein. “Chintu ki mami ke jalwe”. Aur doosri taraf Samir apni chhoti behan ke liye bhi ladka dhoondh raha hai..

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I never thought a simple train journey with my aunt would lead to such an erotic adventure, one that would awaken my sexual desires and introduce me to the magical world of pleasure. Here is the story of how a medical necessity turned into a steamy exploration of my aunt’s hidden fantasies and mine.

The night was calm as the train rattled its way from Delhi to Mumbai. I, Abhi, a 20-year-old virgin, was accompanying my father’s sister, Alka, to her home in Mumbai. With my parents and her husband abroad for a family wedding, Alka had graciously offered to take care of me after my recent bike accident, which had left both my hands broken and plastered.

As we settled into our first-class AC compartment, I felt a bit uneasy. My shy nature made it difficult to ask for help, especially for something as personal as using the washroom. But nature called, and I had no choice. I woke Alka up, my voice trembling with embarrassment. “Auntie, I need to go to the washroom, but I can’t manage with my hands like this.”

Alka, a traditional Indian woman in her mid-40s, with a dusky complexion and a kind heart, immediately sprang into action. She helped me out of my berth and led me to the washroom. Once inside, I realized the extent of my dilemma. With my hands plastered, I couldn’t undo my pants or manage my raging bladder.

“Auntie, I can’t get my dick out. Can you please help me?” I pleaded, my face burning with shame. Alka, being the caring woman she was, didn’t hesitate. She gently unzipped my pants and reached inside. Her soft, delicate fingers wrapped around my throbbing manhood, and she carefully guided it out. As she held my dick, I felt a strange mix of embarrassment and arousal.

I started to piss, feeling a sense of relief as the warm stream flowed freely. But as the urine flow slowed, something unexpected happened. My dick, still in Alka’s grasp, began to harden. I was mortified as I noticed the bulge in my pants, a clear sign of my arousal. Alka, being the observant woman she was, couldn’t help but notice too.

“Oh, Abhi, it’s okay. It happens,” she said, her voice gentle and reassuring. “Let me help you clean up.” I felt a strange mix of emotions as she gently squeezed the tip of my dick, clearing away the last drops of urine. Her touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine. I was embarrassed, yet I couldn’t deny the pleasure I felt.

Putting my dick back into my pants proved to be a challenge. It was still hard as a rock, and I could see the lust in Alka’s eyes as she struggled to tuck it in. “I think I know how to make it soft, Abhi,” she whispered, her face flushed. “It’s the only way I can help you.”

I didn’t know what she meant, but my curiosity and desire overcame my shyness. I nodded, my heart pounding. Alka closed the door and locked it, ensuring our privacy. She then positioned herself in front of me and began to stroke my dick with her soft, skilled hands. It was my first handjob, and the sensation was indescribable.

“Just relax, Abhi,” she whispered, her breath hot on my ear. “Let me take care of you.” Her hands moved in a rhythmic motion, up and down my shaft, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations. Alka’s touch was magical, and I could feel my climax building.

Sensing my approaching orgasm, my aunty decided to take things a step further. She adjusted her saree, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage. Her dusky skin, adorned with a delicate mangalsutra, was a sight to behold. She unbuttoned her blouse, exposing more of her ample breasts, which were straining against her bra.

“Look at me, Abhi,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “Let me help you climax.” I opened my eyes, my breath catching in my throat at the sight before me. Her breasts were full and inviting, and the mangalsutra glistened between her cleavage. It was a sight that would forever be etched in my mind.

As I stared at her, my arousal intensified. Alka’s hand moved faster, her strokes becoming more urgent. I was on the edge, teetering between pleasure and embarrassment. And then, with a loud groan, I came. My hot cum shot out in several spurts, landing on Alka’s hand and my own stomach. She milked my dick, ensuring every drop of my seed was released.

After my orgasm subsided, my aunty carefully cleaned us both up. She gently tucked my now-soft dick back into my pants and smiled at me. “There, all better now,” she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. We returned to our compartment, and I lay awake, replaying the night’s events in my mind.

The next morning, we arrived in Mumbai. Alka took me to her home, a cozy apartment in the heart of the city. She tended to my every need, from bathing me to helping me with my daily tasks. Every time my dick would get hard, which happened frequently, Alka would discreetly take me to the bathroom and give me a quick handjob to relieve the tension. It had become a routine, a secret shared between us.

A few days into my stay, I experienced a sharp pain in my testicles. Alka, concerned, took me to her friend, Dr. Nishi, a beautiful and confident woman in her late thirties. After examining me, Dr. Nishi shared her diagnosis.

“Abhi, you’re experiencing what we call ‘blue balls’ due to a buildup of semen. Considering your hands are still in plaster, it’s essential to relieve this pressure regularly. I suggest Alka continue with her handjobs, but increase the frequency to at least twice a day.”

Alka was shocked at first, but after a moment’s hesitation, she agreed. “For your health, Abhi. I’ll do whatever is necessary.”

Back at home, Alka took me to the bedroom and helped me lie down. She knelt before me and began her prescribed remedy, her skilled hands working their magic. This time, she took her time, her touch more sensual and deliberate. I moaned softly, my body responding to her every stroke.

Alka’s hands moved in perfect rhythm, and soon I was on the brink of ecstasy. She leaned in close, her breath warm on my ear. “Let it go, Abhi. I want to feel you cum for me.” Her words sent me over the edge, and I exploded in a frenzy of pleasure. My cum shot out, coating her hand and my stomach. She kept stroking until I was completely spent.

From that day on, aunty ensured my sexual health was a priority. Twice a day, she would take me to the bedroom and relieve me of my pent-up desires. Our secret sessions became a part of our daily routine, and my recovery was filled with erotic memories.

As my hands healed, and the time for me to return home approached, I realized I would miss these intimate moments with my aunt. Alka had not only taken care of my physical needs but had also awakened my sexual desires, introducing me to a world of pleasure I never knew existed. Our shared secret would forever bind us in a unique, unspoken bond.