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ISS ke sabhi readers ko mera namaskaar. Mera naam Rasbhari hai. Ye kahani mein hindi mein likhne jaa raha hu, kyunki mujhe aisa lagta hai ki hindi mein jazbaat ache se baahar aa sakte hai. To sabse pehle meri body se start karte hai.

Bachpan se hi mera figure thoda ladkiyon jaisa hi raha hai, aur lund to khada hoke bhi sirf 2 inch ka hi rehta hai. Abhi mera figure hai 38-36-46. Ab apni gaand marane ki kahani shuru karta hu.

Mujhe bachpan se hi auraton ke kapde pehanne ka shaunk tha. Bachpan mein main apni behan ki bra, panty, blouse aur petticoat pehan kar khud ko mirror mein dekhta rehta. Thoda real dikhne ki liye main bra ke cups mein cotton bhi daal liya karta tha.

Wo sab kuch pehan kar mujhe bahut hi acha sa feel hota tha. 1 din meri sister ne mujhe ye sab kuch pehne hue dekh liya, aur parents ko bata diya. Jaise hi unhe pata chala unhone kuch time mein hi mujhe ghar se baahar 1 strict boarding school mein daal diya. Wahan kuch karne ko to nahi mil raha tha. But mann hi mann wo sab kuch bahut yaad aata tha.

Ab hua ye ki 12th mein main 1 saal fail ho gaya aur school change karna pada. Fir mujhe junior college mein daal diya gaya. Jab main apne college pahuncha tab mujhe koi idea nahi tha ki meri life ek ajeeb mod lene wali thi. Hostel mein hum do log sath mein the, main aur Vikas.

Vikas hi wo mard tha jisne mere andar chhupi aurat ko pehchaan liya tha. Waise Vikas dekhne mein koi bahut zyada handsome to nahi tha. Wo sirf ek average dikhne wala ladka tha. Par fir bhi pata nahi kyun mujhe wo dekhne mein handsome lagta tha. Hostel mein hamara bed bhi sath mein hi tha, to hum dono sath mein hi sote the. Dheere-dheere hum ache dost ban gaye the, aur har time sath hi rehte.

Ek raat hum dono drink karke aaye, aur aake so gaye. Ek-dum se aadhi raat ko meri neend khuli, aur maine notice kiya ki Vikas mera lund choos raha tha. Mujhe bahut acha laga. But main use dikhana nahi chaahta tha apni feelings. So maine usse gussa hone ki acting ki, aur doosri side face karke sone ki acting karne laga. But raat bhar neend nahi aa rahi thi. 2-3 din hamne baat nahi ki. But mera mann bhi ho raha tha.

Fir ek din maine usko ache se sharaab pilayi, aur uski side apni gaand dikha kar sone ki acting karne laga. Nashe ki wajah se usme bhi josh bhara hua tha, aur mere sone aur nashe ka faida utha kar wo mere maze lena chaahta tha.

Fir dheere-dheere usne meri pant aur underwear utaar diye, aur meri gaand ki upar apna hath ferne laga. Main bhi nashe ki acting karke uska poora sath de raha tha. Maine uski side apna face kiya, aur apne boobs ko uske hath se touch karane laga. Dheere-dheere usne mere boobs press karne shuru kiye, aur fir zor-zor se dabane laga, jisse maine moaning karna start kar diya.

Ab because hum hostel mein the, to mere moans ko control karne ki liye usne mujhe kiss karna shuru kar diya. Is sab ke baad to jaise mere badan mein aag hi lag gayi thi. Aisa laga raha tha ki ab tak main is sab ke liye hi intezaar kar raha tha.

Kuch time ye sab karne ki baad maine apna hath uske lund ki taraf badhaya. Mujhe pehli baar kisi aur ka lund pakad kar bahut hi achi feeling aa rahi thi. Maine uske lund ko stroke karna start kiya. Fir maine use apne se door kiya, aur uske lund ke paas pahunch gaya.

Pehle maine uske lund ko apni tongue se lick karna start kiya. Pehle lund ko lick kiya. Fir balls ko lick kiya, aur last mein tip ko lick kiya lick. 1st time mein taste bahut hi kharaab laga. But jab badan mein aag lagi ho, to kuch bhi matter nahi karta.

Maine turant hi uska lund apne muh mein le liya, aur 1 pyaasi raand ki tarah suck karne laga. 5 minute suck karne ki baad usne mujhe fir apne paas bula liya, aur mere boobs se khelne laga. Fir Vikas mere upar aa gaya, aur coconut oil ki bottle se kaafi saara oil meri gaand mein daalne laga.

Jaise-jaise oil meri gaand mein touch ho raha tha, mujhe samajh mein aa raha tha ki aaj mujhe wo charam sukh milne wala tha, jiske liye main hamesha se tadapta raha hu. Fir usne meri dono taangein apne shoulder pe rakhi, aur dheere-dheere andar push karna start kiya.

Ab tak meri gaand virgin thi, isliye and jqa hi nahi raha tha. To usne ek bahut zor ka dhakka maara, jisse uska lund mere andar ghus hi gaya. Dard ki maare meri cheekh nikalne lagi thi. Us awaaz ko kam karne ki liye usne apne 1 hath se mera muh zor se daba diya. Fir apne lund ko dheere-dheere andar-baahar karne laga, aur mujhe bahut zor se jalan ho rahi thi.

Meri gaand se lahu bhi nikal raha tha, aur aansu bhi nikal aaye. But wo sirf chod raha tha.10 minute tak chodne ke baad wo mere andar hi jhad gaya, aur meri gaand ko apne rass se bhar diya. Aur us time hi usne mujhe naam diya tha Rasbhari. Mujhe bhi bahut acha sa feel ho raha tha. Dard to tha hi, par marwane ki khushi bhi bahut thi.

Hum dono ne kuch time aur kiss kiya. Uske baad hum dono so gaye kyunki agle din college bhi jana tha. Next morning jab main so kar utha to chalne ki haalat hi nahi thi. Fir bhi kisi tarah se ready ho ki hum dono college ke liye nikal gaye.

Meri chaal bilkul hi badal gayi thi. Us raat ki baad meri life ek bahut hi mazedar turn lene wali thi. Hamne agle 6 months tak bahut hi maze kiye, aur poora time sabse alag ho kar sirf ek-doosre ke sath mein hi rehne lage the.

Iske aage Vikas ne kya-kya kiya apni Rasbhari ki sath, ye main aap sab ko next part mein bataunga. Tab tak ke liye umeed karta hu jo maza mujhe apni marwate time aaya, wahin maza aapko ye padhte time aaya ho. To milte hai next part mein.

“Anwar,” she uttered softly. Fatima covered her boobs with her hands, and I bent down to pick up my clothes. He shut the door behind him. “It’s useless to cover your body, mom. I have seen enough,” Anwar finally spoke. With anger in his eyes,

Anwar: Since when was this going on?

Fatima: It’s not what you think! Why is your dick in your hand? Where are your trousers?

Anwar: Don’t lie. I know what I am seeing. I am not a kid anymore. I am 19. We friends do share porn and even watch porn to masturbate; to answer your question, as I said before, I have seen enough to be in this situation, and my trousers are lying near the front window.

Fatima: How come you home so early?

Anwar: I texted you a few hours back that I am heading for the tuition. My college was cancelled today.

I held my clothes in my hand and began to walk away when Anwar stopped me.

Anwar: Do you know Rohan?

Fatima: He is my student, why?

Anwar: What about you motherfucker, do you know him?

Me: Yes, he is my batchmate. How do you know him?

Anwar: He is in my tuition. And he showed all of us this.

He showed us the video Rohan made of us. I could not believe he did that.

“Rohan did not know I was Fatima’s son. He even exaggerated how he found a whore who would fuck him and his friends for free. Now, Mom, you and your lover boy will follow me to the bedroom and continue what you could not finish,” Anwar claimed.

Fatima began walking, covering her assets. I could see my cum dripping out of her pussy. He sat on the bed, removed his T-shirt and asked Fatima to suck him until he cums.

Fatima: I am your mother.

Anwar: Not today! Today you are a whore whom I caught fucking a boy that too her student.

Anwar pointed back to his limped dick again and commanded her to suck him until he cums. I was shocked by what I saw and heard. What was worth it was that it aroused me and solved my problem. Fatima looked at me, and something told me she wanted me to leave.

I began to walk out of the room when Anwar stopped me again. He instructed me to fuck Fatima while she sucked him dry. She opened her mouth to yell at her son, who immediately stopped her and also told her that her mouth opened only to suck his dick.

Poor Fatima lay on her stomach and tried to gather the courage to suck on her son. On the other hand, Anwar was leaving me a chance to humiliate her. She brought her mouth close to suck on the dick. It took her a while to finally put it inside of her mouth.

Humiliated enough, she put the dick head in and began sucking on the cock. It took longer than expected for Anwar to get stiff. Anwar began to swear at her and even cursed her. His mean words and Fatima’s butt-shaking pulled me towards her.

I bent down and lifted her from the waist. Kneeling, I began sucking her sweet but freshly fucked pussy with the tip of my tongue. I could taste my own dried cum on her pussy. I pushed myself a little to suck her further, and the moment I did that, I could hear Fatima moaning, and so did Anwar.

He grabbed her by the hair and began pushing her deep, covering his whole shaft, choking and gagging her. I got up, pulled Fatima at the edge of the bed, licked my dick and shoved it inside of her. She felt a little discomfort as the pussy was still sore from the previous session.

She was on all fours now. Anwar got up, grabbed his mother with her hair and, sitting on her knees, he began to face fuck her. Two of Fatima’s holes were filled and furiously rammed. I began spanking her, and Anwar, on the other hand, slapped her face and demanded her to suck him better.

I was now aiming at her asshole, as it was the only hole left which has nothing in it. I spat on my palm and lubricated the ass hole. Fatima stopped for a while to say no to me. But Anwar pulled her back and began to gag her to teach her a lesson.

“I told you only to suck”, he yelled, slapping her more. I licked my finger and tried to put it inside of her ass hole, but it was tight. Anwar asked me to wait, but I stopped. He left Fatima to rest until he stood up. She turned and looked towards me for just a second.

I saw the fingerprints on her face. I began to feel bad, but everything made me a little stiffer. Anwar lay back again and asked her to come and sit on his dick. Fatima begged him to stop and kept saying it was wrong, but he was in no mood to listen. I was stroking my dick as I did not want it to lose its tightness.

He pulled her towards him and made her sit on his dick eventually. He pushed his cock inside of her and initiated stroking it. Within minutes, his strokes increased, making her moan at the top of her voice. Soon, her crying and begging vanished and became pleasure.

I kept stroking my cock, waiting for the following instructions. Yeah! “Fuck your whore, mother,” Fatima screamed. “Tear my fucking pussy, you son of a bitch,” she continued. I went up to the bed and saw her jumping boobs. I wanted to grab them, but I could not.

I stood near her face, still stroking; she saw me. By holding my dick in her hand, she pulled me towards her and started to suck on it.m“Ah… fuck me harder, fuck my mouth and pussy hard”, she begged. Anwar began to spank her, and I initiated fucking her face.

His speed increased, and Fatima exploded her love juice over her son’s cock. The lubrication from the juices helped him slide a little further inside and even thrust smoothly. Fatima orgasmed so hard that I could see her legs shaking. Her mouth must be hurting, so she was sucking me slowly.

I requested Anwar to stop fucking her as she was tired, but he was in a different zone. Anwar stopped for a bit. I thought he understood Fatima’s pain, but instead, he asked me to lie back. He went back and initiated fucking her doggy style. The scene was so hot.

Fatima had lost all her energy but kept going. Anwar began to thrust hard as he was nearing his orgasm. Fatima squirted again, and with some more strokes, he cum inside of her. After so many orgasms, Fatima was in no position to fight back.

Even after cumming inside, he did not stop until his balls were empty. I pulled my dick out of Fatima’s mouth. I continued stroking it fast and hard and splattered cum on her face and tits. Anwar finally pulled his dick out from her pussy, spanked her hard.

He pushed her so firmly that she was imbalanced and fell on the bed. She was so humiliated that she shut her eyes and lay on the bed. Anwar lifted his T-shirt from the ground and wiped his dripping cum from his dick. He threw it on Fatima and asked her to clean herself and come down fast.

Fatima could barely walk on her own. I held her by the arm, and we both went down and saw him sitting on the couch, still naked.

“From today onwards, you are not supposed to wear anything in the house. Any of my friends can use you as their bitch. Tomorrow Rohan will be here, and we both will fuck you, but remember, the night is still young for both of us.” Anwar commanded and winked at me.

Some time ago, I had a thrilling experience with my dentist, Dr Chitra. It proved immensely satisfying to both of us.

To recap: My regular dental cleaning appointment with Dr Chitra in Dallas took a turn for the better. She asked me for assistance with an itch she had at a certain – let’s say, intimate – point of her body. Since her hands were full with a dental pick and a plaque remover, I proceeded to help her.

One thing led to another, and we both ended up providing service to each other using our hands and mouths. For the entire story, look up the subject line I have mentioned above.

Now, a few months had passed, and my next regular cleaning appointment had come up. My work had picked up pace, and on the family front, a few things kept me busy.

However, as the day of my dental appointment neared, I couldn’t help but remember her concluding words on our last appointment: “Sometimes I get an itch in another part of my body, a bit lower than where it occurred today. Would it be too much if I asked you again for some – um, expert assistance – during your next visit?”

That Friday at work seemed like it would drag on forever. Precisely, at 5:00, I sat in the lobby at Dr. Chitra’s practice. Within moments, she floated into the lobby. She was light on her feet and had an easy, pleasing walk. I was thrilled to notice that, unlike last time, she didn’t have her white dentist’s gown on.

She was wearing a light yellow top, the one that had a pink flowery pattern on the front. It was the perfect size, not too tight, although her medium-sized breasts jutted out nicely. Underneath, she wore a grey skirt over white stockings.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Sharma!” she greeted me, and I was thrilled by the way she said ‘afternoon.’ It was bright and cheerful, and she drew out the word. When Indian women have lived in the US for a long time, they develop a professional, friendly manner. At least some do, and Dr. Chitra did.

“It’s good to see you too, Dr. Chitra,” I responded. “I see your staff is out today, and you’re on your own, just like last time!”

“That’s right, Mr. Sharma,” she said. “Fridays are usually light. You’re the last patient before the weekend. I can handle you on my own.”

She motioned for me to follow her into the office. I sat down on the patient’s chair.

“I trust you’ve been doing well since you last saw me?” I asked.

“Well, I did, but I must admit I couldn’t help thinking about your appointment,” she said, much to my delight.

“How’s that, doctor? I’m surely not your most attractive patient?” I laughed.

“Well,” she smiled. “to be honest, Mr. Sharma, your attractions are different. You’re discreet, you’re gentlemanly, and most of all, you listen with respect.”

“That’s kind of you,” I responded. I paused and then added: “Well, it works both ways, doctor. I admire your skills as a doctor, but more than that, I appreciate your petite beauty. I’m always attracted to brown-complexioned South Indian ladies with a smile and a reasonable figure.”

“That’s me!” Dr. Chitra said, smiling. She’d grabbed her accessories in the meantime and gotten started with my plaques. She was skilled, expertly cleaning my teeth and administering the saliva suction tube.

In about 30 minutes, she’d finished cleaning my teeth. Although she’d applied a local anaesthetic, I still experienced a little tenderness with my lower right teeth. A few minutes later, she was polishing my upper teeth.

I asked, “Just curious about what you told me last time. About that itch in another part of my body?”

“Thanks for asking,” Dr. Chitra said. She looked glad that I’d brought it up. “You know, I actually do it, but only sometimes. It’s like a tingling sensation, like a light feather or flower petal rubbing against me!”

“Where?” I asked.

She stopped what she was doing. “I’m embarrassed,” she said finally, “but it’s in ….. in a private part of my body.”

“You can trust me.”

“It’s in my pussy, inside the walls of it. I can’t reach it with my fingers.”

“Do you have it now?”

“Not at the moment, but I got it a few hours ago. I also get it sometimes at night when I’m lying on the bed, alone.”

“I see.”

“Do you think something could be wrong with me? Some allergy or some other serious sickness?”

“Well, there’s one way to find out,” I said.

“How?”

“Well, it could be something serious. But it could also be simply arousal. In the mid-thirties, a pretty lady like you could be aroused by thinking certain thoughts or touching yourself.”

“How would we know for sure?”

“I could stimulate your body,” I said. “I could touch you. If it creates a sensation in your body that you call tingling, we’d know it’s arousal, which is a perfectly natural thing to happen.”
“How would you arouse me?” she asked.

“Let me show you,” I said. “Could you sit down?” She did. I moved behind her.

I arranged her hair neatly behind her ears and rubbed her earlobes gently.  I rubbed behind her ears. Then I gently massaged her shoulders, making outward motions from her neck towards her shoulders. I firmly squeezed her upper arms.

I unbuttoned her yellow dress from the top after asking, “May I?” and getting her approval. I gradually worked my way towards her breasts. I kneaded her, starting from the cleavage to the nipples, over her bra. The bra wasn’t a problem since it was soft and thin.

Through the white, soft bra, I could see her areolas. I circled her nipples with my index finger, causing them to stand erect. I softly pinched her nipples and circled them again.

“How are we doing?” I asked.

“So far, so good,” she replied. “I’m beginning to get a soft sensation inside my private parts, like someone was delicately rubbing it with a feather. But no tingling yet.”

“Can you please stand up?” I asked. She did, leaving her top unbuttoned and hanging by her sides and her bra on.

I lifted her skirt with my left hand and reached into the area between her thighs, not looking. I began rubbing her inner thighs in a light, soft way, up and down.

“Are you getting it now?” I asked. “That tingling sensation?”

“You know, it’s starting!” she exclaimed.

I increased the pressure a little. I was now touching her panties with my motion.

She spread her legs a little. Standing to my left, she rested her right arm on the top of the patient’s chair. She began to breathe heavily.

I started rubbing over her pussy, softly at first and then a little more vigorously. I felt a little wetness forming.

I lifted her skirt. She wore a simple black panty with frills. I inserted a couple of fingers from the top, reached her clitoris and rubbed with my index finger. Dr. Chitra looked up and sighed. I then inserted two fingers into her pussy.

My fingers are long. I could feel the inner walls of her pussy, the moist, lubricated opening. For a minute, my fingers explored her, feeling, rubbing.

“May I take off your inner garment?” I asked.

“Please!”

I sat her down on the patient chair (now fully reclined) and slid down her panties. She still wore her skirt. Her pussy was dark brown and clean-shaven. It was also wet and inviting. She spread her legs a little more. I raised her left leg with my right hand and put it on my shoulder.

I’m tall, so I had to bend down a little to accommodate her. I now penetrated her with three fingers and explored the insides of her vaginal wall.

“Do you have anything bigger to get inside me?” she asked. “I need something to get in deeper, something like….” she stopped.

“Well,” I said. “It so happens that I’ve become quite hard. Can I insert my dick? I can then reach deep into your pussy. Of course, I can continue stimulating you with my hand if you wish.”

She shook her head. “I remember your dick from last time. It’s big and thick. I’m sure it’ll do the trick,” she said.

Before I inserted my fully erect dick into her lubricated, wet pussy, I realized I had no condom handy.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked. “In fact, I do,” she replied. I let her leg down. She reached into her purse and handed me a brown latex condom, which I quickly put on. I lifted her leg again, inserted my tool into her and started my thrusting motion. It felt as though my dick was engulfed in a warm, moist well whose walls were slippery and tight at the same time.

She now put both of her arms on the top of the patient’s chair. She responded to my thrusts with her own.  We kept going for nearly five minutes. My excitement had built up to a crescendo, and I was ready to cum. She suddenly screamed, “I think I’m going to cum!”

On hearing her words, I cum quickly. However, I didn’t stop, going on thrusting until she came, shaking and shuddering and holding on to the patient chair. Then I stopped. Her pussy was incredibly tight for a woman in her mid-thirties.

We both were quite spent at this point. But her pussy held my dick (and the semen inside the condom) tightly in a vice-like grip.

“How do you feel?” I asked.

“I must say your diagnosis was spot on!” she responded. “It was simple arousal, nothing more.”

I washed up in the restroom. When I emerged, she’d cleaned up and put her panties on.

I gave her a little peck on her cheek. She smiled. “Can I address you by your first name, Mr. Sharma?”

“Of course, Dr. Chitra,” I replied. “Please call me Avi. And I’ll call you Chitra if that’s ok?”

She nodded. I paid for the dental clean-up and was getting ready to leave. She said: “Avi, I’ve had a new assistant join me from last month. Her name is Revati. She was sharing with me, rather intimately, that she gets a tingly sensation in her private parts from time to time.”

“Really?”

“Could you take a look at her the next time you come in? Both her and me?”

“Sure! When do I come in next?”

“Your teeth need more frequent care,” she said. “I’m going to schedule your next appointment in just one month, not six!”

Preeti: Shalu chal maze karte hai.

Itna bol kar Preeti ne mujhe bed pe fenka aur meri chut masalne lagi. Fir mere pajama mein hath dala, aur meri nangi chut par hath rakha.

Preeti: Arre waah, aaj to tumne shave kiya hai? Tumhe pata tha ki main aane wali hu?

Me: Tumhare liye kyun karungi shave?

Preeti: To? Kuch pehle se khuli hui bhi lag rahi hai teri chut. Sach bata kiska hath gaya hai andar mere alawa?

Preeti ne ek-dum se meri chut mein apni 2 ungliyan daal di. Pehle bhi wo 2 ungliyan hi daalti thi, par aaj use kuch alag mehsoos hua. Main halka sa muskurayi.

Me: Tu khud to chali gayi apni bhua ke ghar, aur wahan jaa kar boyfriend bana kar chudwati rahi khud ko. Aur mujhe batati rahi aur tadpaati rahi.

Preeti: To jaldi bol na kon hai wo? Mere waale se acha to nahi chodta hoga, mujhe pata hai.

Preeti ne fir meri chut mein apni ungli ke jhatke dene shuru kar diye. Maine uska hath pakad kar rok diya.

Preeti: Ab kya ho gaya? Mujhe karne kyun nahi de rahi tu kuch? Pehle to mere hath ke liye tadap jati thi tu.

Me: Chal tujhe dikhati hu.

Maine apne ghar mein kaam karne waale bawarchi (cook) ko awaaz lagayi.

Me: Kaka, Maa kahan hai?

Kaka: Wo pados mein gayi hai, thodi der main aa jayegi.

Maine Preeti ka hath pakda, aur use kitchen ke baahar khada kar diya.

Me (uske kaan mein): Chup-chaap khadi rehna yahan.

Main kitchen main gayi. Kitchen mein hamara cook jo 53 saal ka buddha tha, bartan saaf kar raha tha.

Me: Kaka, mera bartan bhi saaf karna hai.

Usne wahin bartan chhodhe, aur mujhe kamar se pakda. Fir mera pajama utara, aur kitchen ki shelf par bitha diya. Maine apni taangein failayi. Ab meri chut uske saamne thi. Usne ek pal ke liye bhi nahi socha, aur seedha apna muh meri chut mein ghusa diya.

Wo apni jeebh se mujhe chaat raha tha. Apni jeebh meri chut mein andar-baahar kar raha tha. Main aankhen band karke uske kaale safed baalon se pakad kar uska muh aur andar ghusa rahi rahi. Mere muh se moan ki awaaze aa rahi thi.

Kaka ne apna muh uthaya. Apna pajama khol kar neeche fenk diya. Fir mujhe kitchen ki shelf par set kiya apne lund ke anusaar, aur ek jhatke se andar daal diya.

Mere muh se cheekh nikal gayi. Wo zor-zor se jhatke dene lage. Maine apna shirt upar uthaya. Fir apne doodh ko unke muh ke paas kiya. Ab mera ek doodh unke muh mein aur unka lund meri chut mein andar-baahar ho raha tha. Main kitchen ki shelf par satti hui awaaze nikaal rahi thi, aur Kaka meri awaaze sun kar aur zor-zor se apna lund andar pel rahe the.

Kaka ko meri awaaz sun kar meri chudai karni bahut achi lagti thi. Unhone shrarat ke sath mere doodh par kaata. Isse mere muh se dard ki wajah se aah nikli, aur Kaka ko aur josh mila.

Kaka: Chilao Shalu baby, aur chilao! Jitna chillaogi utni zyada faaduga teri.

Me: Aur andar tak jao Kaka. Aur andar tak.

Kaka ne mujhe apni aur kheencha, aur mujhe neeche se pakad kar shelf se utha liya. Maine apni dono taangein unki kamar par lapet di. Ab main Kaka ki god mein thi. Wo mujhe upar-neeche kar raha tha apne lund ke.

53 saal ka buddha mujhe god mein utha kar chod raha tha. Aur main maze se khud ko chudwa rahi rahi. Preeti ye sab chhup kar dekh rahi thi. Uski aankhen fati ki fati reh gayi mera ye roop dekh kar.

Main 19 saal ki 1 maheene pehle tak ek-dum virgin thi. Main aur meri best friend Preeti bachpan se ek-doosre ke sath thi. Ek sath khelti, padhti. Preeti ne hi sabse pehle meri chut ko sehlaya tha. Jab se hum jawan hui, tab se hum dono ek-doosre ke sath sex karte the.

Ek-doosre ki chut main ungli daalna, chut ko chaatna, ek-doosre ko har tarah se maze deti thi hum dono. Jab bhi hum akeli hoti, to study ke naam par room mein sex videos dekhti, aur ek-doosre ko muh se, hath se maze dilati.

Preeti chaahti thi ki hum kisi ladke ko pataye. Par mujhe darr lagta tha, ki agar ghar mein pata chal gaya to kya hoga? Isliye main bas Preeti se hi chudwa kar apni tadap door kar leti thi.

1 maheena pehle Preeti ko apni bua ke ghar jana pada shaadi mein. Main akeli reh gayi. Ek din mujhe maa ne bulaya-

Maa: Shalu zara jao, Kaka ko bula kar lao uske kamre se. Kaafi der se gaye hue hai, par abhi tak nahi aaye. Khaana bhi nahi banaya abhi tak usne.

Me: Theek hai maa, abhi jati hu.

Kaka ka room ghar ke peeche tha. Wo pichle 12 saal se hamare yahan kaam kar rahe the. Main room ke paas gayi. Jaise hi awaaz lagane lagi, to dekha ke darwaza thoda sa khula hi tha. Maine jaise hi andar jhaanka, to meri aankhen khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Mujhe yakeen nahi hua jo maine dekha.

Kaka apne bistar par lete hue ek hath se meri underwear ko apne muh par masal rahe the. Wo doosre hath se apna 7 inch ka itna lamba aur mota lund zor-zor se sehla rahe the. Main chup-chaap wapas aa gayi apne room mein. Shaam ho gayi, par mere dimaag se unka lamba aur mota lund nikal hi nahi raha tha.

Bahut si videos dekh kar khud ko shant karne ki koshish ki. Par pata nahi meri chut Kaka ke liye tadap rahi thi. Main, maa, aur papa khaana khaa rahe the.

Kaka: Sahab, mujhe ab chutti chahiye. Main ab aur kaam nahi kar sakta.

Papa: Kyun? Aisa kya ho gaya?

Kaka: Kuch nahi sahab. Bas ab kaam karne ka mann nahi hai. Main ab apne ghar jaunga.

Maa: Par tumhare ghar mein to koi nahi hai. Tumhari biwi bhi 10 saal pehle marr gayi thi. Koi bachha bhi nahi hai. To fir ghar jaa kar kya karoge?

Kaka: Akela hi rahunga apni biwi ki yaadon ke sath.

Maa: Tum chale jaoge to hamara kya hoga? Bahut dikkat hogi. Kahan se milega itna acha khaana banane wala hame?

Kaka: Mujhe maaf kar dijiye, par main bas yahi maheena poora karunga. Tab tak aap koi naya aadmi dhoondh lena.

Ye keh kar Kaka wahan se chale gaye apna kaam karne. Meri maa bahut dukhi hui, tension bhi ho gayi, kyunki maa aur papa dono kaam par jaate the, aur peeche se mera aur ghar ke khayaal Kaka hi rakhte the. Unhe aur kisi par yakeen nahi tha.

Maa (papa se): Suno ji, kuch bhi karo, par Kaka ko jaane se roko. Warna mushkil ho jayegi. Kuch bhi karo.

Papa to kuch nahi bole, par main apne room main aa kar kuch sochne lagi. Kaka ka lund mere dimag main ghoom raha tha. Mujhe ek idea aaya. Agli subah raviwar tha. Maa aur papa der tak sote hai is din. Main jaldi uth gayi. Fir main kitchen main gayi.

Me: Kaka kya kar rahe ho?

Kaka: Sahab ke liye chai bana raha hu. Unhone kaha tha ki 11 baje tak utha dena. To bas chai dene jaane wala hu unhe.

Me: Kaka aap mat jao na kaam chhodh kar. Maa ko bahut mushkil ho jayegi.

Kaka: Shalu baby, ab mann nahi karta kaam karne ka. Umar bhi bahut ho gayi hai. Buddha ho gaya hu ab main.

Mere andar pata nahi kahan se itni himmat aa gayi, ki maine Kaka ka hath pakda, aur apne doodh par rakh diya. Fir doodh zor se daba diya, aur apne ek hath se unke pajame ke upar se lund ko daba diya. Kaka ko jaise jhatka sa laga.

Kaka: Ye kya kar rahi ho Shalu baby?

Me: Agar aapko ye sab milta rahe, to aap ruk jaoge na? Mujhe pata hai aap buddhe nahi hai abhi. Maine kal aapko aapke room mein dekha tha, jo meri underwear ke sath kar rahe the.

Maine aur zor se Kaka ka lund ko dabaya. Ab lund ne halki si halchal ki. Kaka ke to tewar hi jaise badal gaye. Usne zor-zor se mere doodh ko dabana aur maslna shuru kar diya.

Kaka: Agar sab dikhaogi to ruka rahunga main yahan. Tum meri zaroorat poori karo, main tumhari.

Me: Sirf dikhaungi, aur kuch nahi. Jab mann kare dekh liya karna aur hath laga liya karna.

Kaka ne ek-dum se mujhe deewar ke sath lagaya, aur apna ek hath mere pajama mein dala. Fir meri chut ko masalne laga. Mere saare badan mein chingari si daud uthi.

Kaka: Tumhari saheli Preeti ke hath se kahin zyada mazboot aur bada hath hai ye.

Main hairan ho kar Kaka ko dekhne lagi. Isse pehle ki main kuch poochti, Kaka bole-

Kaka: Main sab jaanta hu, jo tum aur tumhari saheli karte ho. Kayi saal se dekh raha hu tum dono ko maze lete hue.

Me: Agar pata tha to kabhi bataya nahi kisi ko?

Kaka ne meri chut mein ek ungli daal di. Mere muh se aah nikla. Wo halka sa muskaraye.

Kaka: Mere andar ke soye hue mard ko tumne hi to jagaya hai. Is chut ko hath lagane ke liye bahut tadpa hu main. Agar main ghar mein bata deta, ya tum dono ko rok deta, to ye mauka mujhe kaise milta?

Ungli ka jhatka tez kar diya unhone.

Me: Kaka koi aa jayega. Main kal dikhaungi sab kuch, jab ghar mein koi nahi hoga. Abhi chhodh do mujhe.

Kaka: Shhh… Koi nahi aayega jab tak main jaga nahi deta unko. Aaj badi mushkil se tumhari ye garam aur naram chut hath lagi hai. Abhi dikhao mat, par jo kar raha hu karne do mujhe.

Doosri ungli bhi andar ghusa di unhone. Mere muh se awaaz na nikle, iske liye ek hath se mera muh band kar diya. Fir bole-

Kaka: Tumhari chut to bahut tight hai. Kya abhi tak kisi ladke se chudwaya nahi?

Mere muh par hath tha, to bol sakti nahi thi. Maine bas na mein apna sar hila diya.

Kaka: Kuwari chut. Tab to aur maza aayega.

Kaka ki ungliyon ke jhatke se mera badan aise kaamp raha tha, jaise bhukamp aa raha ho zameen mein. Mere dono hath uske kandhe par the. Ek mard ke hath se hi jo maza aa raha tha, wo Preeti ke karne se kahin zyada tha. Isko lafzon mein bayaan karna mushkil tha.

Aisa mehsoos ho raha tha jaise meri saans ruk jayegi is maze se hi. Main apni charam seema par aane wali thi. Maine apni aankhen band kar li. Meri chut ka saara rass Kaka ke hath par gira. Fir Kaka ne apna hath nikaal kar chaat liya.

Kaka: Ye to amrit hai mere liye.

Aage ki kahani agle part mein.

Hello ISS readers. This is a fantasy story about how my wife gets gangbanged by young guys. I hope you all enjoy my story. My name is Rajesh, and I am married to a woman named Shalu. I am 28 years old, and my wife is two years older than me, which makes her 30 years old. My wife is slim and short, and no one would guess her age by looking at her petite body. She has dusky skin, middle-length black hair, and a cute face. When it comes to her body, her figure is 34B-26-36. Her small breasts are the perfect size for her small frame, and her ass looks tight and round when she wears tight jeans. I’m slim and have an average body type.

Let’s get back to the story. After a year of marriage, I got a new job far from my hometown, so I decided to bring my wife along since she would be alone otherwise. We rented a room instead of a house to save on monthly rent. When we moved in, I noticed that the house had three rooms, with ours being one of them, and the other two were occupied by five young boys. They were all in their mid-twenties. My wife was the only woman in the house. At first, we were hesitant, but after getting to know each other, we became casual, as they seemed like good people.

My wife is someone who is very careless with her clothing. She grew up with her mother and two sisters, and since there were no guys in the house, her mom let them wear whatever they wanted freely and wasn’t strict about their clothes. Most of the time, she would show cleavage from a low-neck top or a panty peak from tight, low-cut jeans when she would bend or sit. She wasn’t used to covering herself, as she wasn’t aware of it. Sometimes, she wouldn’t even close her legs when sitting in short skirts. I would always get a hard-on when I saw her like that, but I didn’t like it when other guys looked at her. I’m very possessive and jealous.

Going back to the story, I knew that one of the guys had an eye on my wife since she was hot and sexy. Most of the time, I wouldn’t let my wife out of the room because the guys would hang out in the living room without shirts and sometimes just in boxers. My wife would wear a nightgown in the house. The problem was that the house only had one bathroom, so whenever she would go to use it, the guys would always catch a glimpse of her ass jiggling as she walked.

One day, the guys planned to go out, and they invited us along since we hadn’t been out of town for a long time. My wife wore a pink sleeveless blouse with tight, low-cut jeans. Most of her jeans were low-cut, so she didn’t have a choice. Her blouse was short enough to cover her stomach, but if she lifted her arm, her stomach would be exposed.

The five guys got ready, and we walked to the nearby shopping mall. My wife and I walked in front, while the guys followed us. I’m sure they had a good view of my wife’s round ass. Even I got hard when I saw her tight ass in those jeans. We reached the mall, and my wife was doing some shopping. Suddenly, I noticed one of the guys suggesting clothes for my wife and encouraging her to try them on. I didn’t take it seriously, as they treated her like a sister. They picked out several clothes for her and said they would pay for them as a gift.

We were happy since we didn’t have to spend any money. So, my wife took the clothes to the trial room. When she bent, her blouse rose, and I could barely see her pink panties with a bow on top. It was very sexy, with her little fair ass crack exposed. She didn’t even try to cover herself. All the boys’ eyes were on her sexy panties, and I was mad at her, but I just controlled myself. In a few seconds, she moved to the trial room. I’m sure the guys were eagerly waiting for that moment again.

I and the guys sat on a bench opposite the trial room, waiting for her to try on the clothes. At first, she came out in a white dress that was above her knees. It was short, and her fair, tight skin could be seen. She was super sexy in it. She stayed inside and called me for help to zip her up, as her hands couldn’t reach. If she turned around, the guys could see her bra, so I quickly zipped her up. She came out, gave a quick show to everyone, and went back inside. She still needed my help to unzip it, so I did it and noticed that behind her back, there was a mirror. I’m sure the guys had seen her pink bra from the reflection in the mirror.

It was my bad luck, so I just left it. I went to sit on the bench and saw that the trial room door had some space, which meant I could see my wife’s legs. I could see my wife’s dropped jeans and blouse on the floor. It turned me on. I could feel my dick rising under my jeans. When I turned around, all the boys’ eyes were there, and they didn’t notice that I had caught them. I just continued to watch under the door. When she dropped her dress on the floor, I’m sure she was in her bra and panties only. My bad luck, she had also picked out some bras and panties to try on.

In a few minutes, I saw her drop her pink panties and bra. I’m sure the boys’ dicks would be super hard as well. I was enjoying the show, but I was a little jealous because the guys had seen it too.

In a few minutes, she got dressed and went out to pay. We moved back to our house. While walking, the guys were mumbling something among themselves, following us from behind. I’m sure they were talking about my wife. We reached home and planned to spend some time together. My wife went for a quick shower, while I chatted with the guys in the living room.

Most of the time, after she showers, she would come back to her room with just a towel to cover herself. Usually, she would take a bath when no one was in the living room, as she would have to pass by the living room to get to the bathroom. But this time, she had no choice. I saw her fully wet body as she passed us, just wrapping herself in a single towel.

It was above her tight ass, and if it had risen a bit, her pussy could have been seen too. She just walked quickly to the room. Today was a lucky day for the boys; they got enough scenes to jerk off to. Later, one by one, they went to take a shower, including me. After the shower, my wife and I sat in the living room, watching TV, waiting for the guys to get ready. My wife was wearing a short, satin nightgown that was purple in color and sleeveless. The nightgown was a bit transparent, which could expose her red bra. She was sexy in it, and I didn’t want the guys to see her in such clothes, but I just didn’t tell her anything, as it might spoil her mood. I just made myself calm.

Suddenly, one of the guys came out of the bathroom with just a towel. He was charming, and his body was well-built. I noticed my wife staring at his hot body. I know my wife always has eyes for young boys, as she loves me, even though I’m two years younger than her. When he walked past us, one of his friends pulled his towel, and he ran into the room, locking himself in. Oh my god, what just happened? He was standing fully naked in front of us, and my wife didn’t move her eyes from his dick. It was white, thick, and 7 inches long, not erect at all. I could see my wife’s eyeballs popping out. Even I couldn’t believe he had such a big dick at the age of 20, and it wasn’t hard yet.

It was just a few seconds’ show, and he ran back to the room, starting to knock on the door with his naked ass. From behind, we could still see his dick hanging between his legs and swinging when he moved. My wife’s eyes were still on his ass and dick, which hung between his legs. I could see lust and excitement in her eyes, maybe because she had never seen such a big dick in her life. I didn’t mention my tool; mine is 4 inches hard and less than 2 inches when soft. No wonder she was looking at his giant dick. In a few minutes, his friend opened the room door, laughing. My wife and I just quit talking for some time without looking at each other.

All the guys were ready and joined us in the living room. They were in shorts and boxer shorts only, without any shirts on. I was wearing a short too, while my wife was in her satin, purple nightgown. We just chatted, watching TV. My wife went to the kitchen to get some snacks for us. When she walked, I could see her panty design and cutting from her thin, satin nightgown. Her ass jiggled some more when she walked.

All the boys’ eyes were also on her ass. I could see some huge bulges from the boys’ boxers and shorts, but I just didn’t speak any words. They purposely asked my wife to help them get something, so they could see her ass again frequently, and she was just doing it for them. All the boys’ eyes always had a glimpse at my wife to see her bra color from the nightgown. Suddenly, I noticed something was sticking out from one of the boys’ boxers. It was his dick head. It was sticking out of the boxer without his knowledge.

It was a bit dark and without skin on the head. I couldn’t even imagine how big it would be if the peak was out of the boxer. Mine, even when super hard, would still be stuck inside a boxer or underwear. I was not comfortable looking at it while my wife was there too, but she hadn’t seen it yet. My wife stood up again and served them snacks. When she bent, her low-neck nightgown gave a good view to all the boys.

I’m not sure if she was aware of that or not, but she did it all the time, while I just sat there like a dumb guy, letting the guys see my wife’s cleavage. I’m sure they could see her bra fully when she bent in front of them and got a good ass view from behind. While serving, she noticed the boy’s dick, which was peeking out from the boxer. She was shocked and jumped out, shouting, “What the hell was that inside your shorts?” She didn’t have any idea what it was at first look.

The guy with a shy face tried to put it inside his boxer’s back. My wife took some time to realize it was his dick, and she slowly sat beside me. All of us just remained silent, thinking about the situation. I still could see his boxer bulging with his huge dick.

My wife slowly said in my ears, “Sorry, honey. I didn’t realize what it was at first. First time seeing such a big one in my life. How come it is big as a snake?”

I didn’t reply to her, but just nodded my head. We still kept watching TV. My wife broke the silence, asking the boys, “So, do all of you have girlfriends?”

They all just replied ‘No’.

She continued again, “Means you all are still virgins?”

I was shocked, hearing such a question from my wife, as she is a very conservative type. She didn’t even speak like that to me, even when we had sex. They all just silently smiled and looked at each other’s faces.

My wife asked, “So, you guys have some experience in sex with someone before?”

They all agreed and started to tell stories about the people they had sex with before. All of them were with their ex, and from the stories they told, I could understand that all of them had good stamina in sex.

Then, one guy asked my wife, “So, how many guys did you have sex with before your marriage? Maybe your ex?” I didn’t expect this question from the guys to my wife. I know my wife had an ex-boyfriend during her college time, but I had never asked her such a question, even though I had intentions to ask.

My wife turned toward me, smiling, and said ‘No’ to them. I felt a bit suspicious about her smile, but I just didn’t ask more about it. I noticed the boy’s dick, which had peeked out of his boxer earlier, was out again. He couldn’t hide it fully, but I think this time he was aware of it.

His giant snake head was out of his boxer, beside his tight, full display. My wife’s eyes were on it, staring in a horny mood. Another guy asked my wife, “What dick size do most girls prefer?”

I was uncomfortable with this question and the way they sat, showing off their tools. So, I tried to stop them, but my wife asked me to calm down and continue the conversation. My wife just replied, “Of course, everyone loves it big, but I’m okay with any size,” while staring at the boy’s big rod. I could feel my wife’s temptation and lies in her voice.

The guy continued again, asking, “How big have you tried?”

I was really upset and tempered by this question. I stood and started to warn them, “This is not the proper way to talk to a married woman. Please watch your mouth.”

My wife stood and stopped me, giving me a lip lock. Without my knowing, I closed my eyes and started to feel it. I almost forgot the guys were there. She slowly dropped my shorts to the floor while deep-kissing me. I didn’t realize, while kissing me, her eyes were on the boys’ dicks. While I felt her kiss by closing my eyes, all the guys took off their boxers or shorts and started to stroke themselves nakedly.

I started to grab her ass and play with it, forgetting the boys. My dick was super hard, at its 4 inches. Suddenly, I gained consciousness and broke the kiss, shocked to see the guys all naked, stroking their dicks. I couldn’t believe my eyes, seeing all their dicks were above 7 inches without being fully hard. When turning back to my wife, she was not seeing me at all. All her focus was on their big, long penises.

The guys all laughed, seeing my little hard dick, and commented, “What the fuck is that? It is so small, like a sissy’s. How can she fuck such a hot lady with this pathetic dick? I think she deserves more than this.” Hearing this, my wife got on her knees and pretended like I wasn’t even there. I was speechless, standing naked, seeing my wife’s behavior. Now, I could sense her wilder part.

The guys stood and came near my wife and pushed me aside. All their dicks were hanging in between their legs, without telling my wife to grab their dicks and start sucking them. I couldn’t believe my eyes. She held two dicks in both hands and took one in her mouth. I didn’t expect this from her. She looked like a professional sucker. Then, one by one, she exchanged them in her mouth and hands. In no time, all their dicks stood super hard, at their 9 inches. First time, I was seeing such big dicks in real life, other than in porn. They all were in different shapes and colors – some cut, uncut, brown, white, straight, and curvy.

I was sure she was going to experience all types today, but I, her husband, stood there, watching like a pussy boy. All their dicks were wet with her saliva, and my dick was still 4 inches hard, without any attention. They pressed her both tits and ass while she gave a hard blowjob. I could see them squeeze her tits like lemons, even though I had never done it so hard.

After 20 minutes of super blowjobs, they made her strip. They threw away her nightgown on my face and dropped her red bra and panties on the floor. I had no idea how these guys still didn’t cum, because I used to cum just in 10 minutes of fucking or even stroking myself.

They made her gag by pushing their 9-inch dicks until her throat. I could see her breathing hard and saliva flowing all through her naked body. They rough-banged her mouth. My wife was not able to manage all five huge dicks at the same time. She took out the dick from her mouth and took a deep breath. She told me to wear her purple nightgown and kneel, as she did. I was really confused at that moment. My wife was sucking naked with five young guys with huge dicks, but I was still standing like a coward, and now my wife was asking me to wear a nightgown and kneel in front of these boys.

I started to pick up the gown to wear. One of the guys said, “Wear that panty and bra too, you bitch boy. I don’t want to see your little worm stick out anymore.” I just did as they said but I kind of liked being treated like sissy. I stuck my dick under the panty and wore that bra as well. I completely looked like a bitch guy who willingly did anything for them. I was in the hall of shame, wearing my wife’s purple nightgown and red bra-panty set and I loved it! They all laughed, seeing me in such attire.

While one guy made my wife suck, the other four came to me and started to spank my ass. My dick started to shrink to 2 inches, and the panty fit well, like the women do. They all started laughing, seeing that, and making me kneel. Even my wife laughed at me with her saliva-dripping mouth. The guys started to rub me with their cocks on my face which was really enjoyable. The saliva of my wife from the cock spread on my face.

One of the guys asked me to suck his dick. I willingly opened my mouth for him. First time, I was doing such a thing. He pushed it straight to my throat. Whenever my teeth touched his dick, he pushed his dick further. In a few minutes, I learned how to suck. I had one cock in my mouth and two dicks in both hands, as my wife did earlier.

Meanwhile, my wife, in her doggy, sucked one dick while spreading her cunt hole to get fucked. Even though I was sucking his dick, they encouraged me to watch my wife getting fucked beside me. At first, the guy lightly slapped her pussy with his dick a few times. Then he slowly pushed his dick head in. I could see my wife’s eyes popping out in pain, but I could tell she was enjoying it. He then slowly pushed in and out.

My wife started to scream, “Ohhhh… Aaaahhhh…” In a few strokes, her pussy was already stretched because of her wet cunt. His dick was almost fully in her pussy now. I couldn’t believe she could take it all in. One started to bang her hard, and another in her mouth, while I was sucking and stroking their dicks. I could hear the sound, “Bang, bang, bang… Slurp, slurp, slurp…” from the pussy bang and mouth suck.

She was moaning loudly, “Ohhh… Fucckkkk harder… Yes, give me all in… I can feel you touch my wall… Yayayaya… Ahhhh… Hhhmmmm… Make me your bitch… Yayaya…” I could see her craving for hard and rough sex. Every 10 minutes, they switched positions, cunt and mouth-fucking her. And my mouth, as well. Her pussy juice split off from her cunt.

After 40 minutes of fucking, they still didn’t cum. I was somewhat tired of being mouth-fucked but I enjoyed it, so it didn’t matter. They stopped for a while to make her rest, but all of them teased me with their dicks, circled on top of my face, and made me lick all of it, like a hungry dog. Not only my wife, even I was getting a gang bang now.

Then, they left me and asked me to watch properly how my wife was going to get a real gang bang. One of the guys lay down and asked my wife to sit on top, like a cowgirl. Another guy waited behind her back, and three more were near her face. I was a bit confused about what was going to happen. One dick in her pussy, one in her mouth, two more in both hands, and another getting ready to go inside her asshole. I was shocked, seeing it. I was not sure if she could take it or not, since she had never tried anal before this, but they didn’t bother at all. They already made her their bitch. When he slowly inserted his large dick head, she tried to move in pain, but he just gave a hard push.

My wife screamed, “Aaaaahhhhhhhh.” It was almost half in, and her asshole was already torn. He held his ass still and moved in and out of her ass. I could see the pain and pleasure in her face. Then the bottom guy started to make moves in her pussy as well. Two 9-inch dicks inside both her holes, and she was still sucking and stroking the other three guys’ dicks at the same time. She should be a porn star, I thought.

They kept fucking her in the same position, switching themselves, while I knelt and watched it. Even my dick started to limp out with precum. Another 20 minutes, they fucked her, and she almost got tired. It was almost more than one and a half hours they made her suck and fuck her. What a stamina they had, and my wife still could cope with them.

She was already exhausted, but this guy still wanted some more holes. So, they left her for a while. She was lying on the floor without any movement. They all approached me and made me doggy. They lowered down the panties I wore. One guy put his rod in my mouth, and the other guy started to warm up my ass hole with his dick. I could feel his wet dick head on top of my ass hole. He gave a sudden push inside my ass hole, and it was fully in.

I moaned, “Aaaaaaaaaaaahh….” My asshole felt like it was burning but it was feeling I wouldn’t trade for anything else. I really enjoyed it. The guy kept fucking me while I was moaning. All the 9-inch dicks fucked me at least for 10 minutes each, by switching one by one to mouth and ass. I could feel my shit smell in my mouth as well when they did it. This continued for nearly 50 minutes. However, I was wondering how my wife managed to fuck and suck the five guys at the same time.

Now, they were all about to cum. Once they took out their dick from my ass,  I was kneeling with my wife’s nightgown beside her. She willingly opened her mouth wide for their hot cum, like a hungry dog, while I also opened my mouth. They one by one stroked their dicks in front of us. Five dicks in front of me and my wife. They all shot a lot of cum on us, inside our mouths, and on our faces. Even some got into our eyes, but they encouraged us to open our eyes.

The cum dripped all over our faces to our bodies. I had never seen much cum, even in porn.

After they were done cumming, they asked us to lick their dicks clean and took a seat on the sofa, while me and my wife were full of cum shower. I could see their dicks shrinking to their 7 inches.

They asked me to lick all the cum from my wife and drink it, like a cum-slut. I did as they told me and enjoyed the process of cum travelling down my throat. The same goes for my wife. She hungrily licked the cum from me and drank it all.

A part of me really enjoyed everything that happened.

I was about to pee, so I just stood and walked toward the washroom. I couldn’t even walk properly because my asshole had been stretched. They all laughed, seeing me walk in that way.

Then they told the new house rules to me and my wife, saying, “From now onwards, you are our sissy slave. You should wear ladies’ clothes only in the house and pee sitting only. We will keep your wife as our bitch and will fuck and share her whenever we want. She is addicted to our 9-inch dick, so just stick your dick inside those panties.”

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A week had passed. Anwar did not allow Fatima to wear a shred of cloth on her body. I had to study with a boner. But luckily, he allowed me to suck on her boobs sometimes and even forced her to sit on my dick while instructing me.

It was my final day of study. The following day was my exam. I was studying, and as Anwar was not at home, we both were fully clothed. Fatima came to me and requested that I leave before his son returned.

I finished my doubts and prepared to leave when there was a knock on the door. Fatima turned pale as she knew what could happen if Anwar was in a bad mood. She removed the clothes as this was what he decided and began walking towards the door.

Fatima opened the door and saw Rohan instead of Anwar. She tried to shut the door, but he stuck his toe to block it. He pushed it, and the door opened in a flash. She rushed towards me to hide behind me, which was useless.

Rohan called Anwar and confirmed she was not wearing anything. But he also asked him about their arrangements. He agreed and confirmed Rohan could do anything he wanted. I wanted to intervene, but my hands were tied.

Rohan shut the door, walked towards us, pulled her from behind me, and with the same smirk, he commented on her beauty. I assumed Anwar didn’t tell him about the affinity Fatima and he shared.

Rohan tightened his grip and drew her further towards him. He wanted to kiss her, but she resisted and pulled herself out. Rohan was strong, so he drew Fatima back in a single attempt and swore, “I had paid that pimp a hefty amount, which means I will not go back empty-handed.”

He began kissing Fatima, irrespective of her antagonism. Rohan pushed her on the ground and unzipped himself. She begged him not to do that, but his brashness had already overcome his judgement. He hit her face with his un-erect dick and kept pushing it against her lips to open her mouth.

When Fatima resisted further, Rohan intimidated her to the extent that she broke down. She opened her mouth, and he inserted his cock in her mouth. Tears rolled down her cheeks, but she could not do anything but heed his lead. Rohan removed his shirt and asked Fatima to wait.

She stopped, wiped her face and waited for the command from her master. Rohan stood naked, gripped her arm, lifted her in his arms and lay her on the table. He kneeled and adjusted her legs on his shoulder to make room for his face to be pleated between her thighs.

Both he and Fatima were mumbling when Rohan initiated licking her pussy lips. A soft moan was released from Fatima’s mouth. This must have given Rohan some confidence. He soon found caressing his tongue fast and around her pussy.

She started moaning often, and he did not halt for a second. I moved forward, looking for an opportunity to carse or to suck her boobs. As I reached the edge of the table, I saw Rohan opening her pussy lips with his tongue, stretching to infiltrate the zone.

He was inside her in no time and was back, sucking her brutally. I licked my fingers, put them over her clitoris and began to fondle the area. Fatima’s eyes were shut as she was enjoying the adoration her pussy was getting. I stirred her clitoris, and she was whining like it was her first time.

Rohan’s fast sucking of the pussy and her clitoris caressing by me made her orgasm passionately. Both Fatima and he were panting heavily, and my boner had begun troubling me. I undid my pants and my T-shirt, too. I brought my fully erect dick close to Fatima’s mouth.

She started to suck without hesitation. Rohan licked his palm and began stroking his dick before inserting it inside of her. At first, he began thumping slowly, grabbing both her boobs and even initiated pricking the fully erected nipples.

I, on the other hand, started to face fuck Fatima. Her moans were subsiding due to her mouth filled with a cock. Rohan pulled Fatima to the edge of the table. Her butt was hanging in the air, and her legs tightened across his waist. He was jumbling at the speed of thumping.

Her small boobs were swirling, and they seemed tempting. He grabbed her from the waist and lifted her completely. She hugged him tightly to avoid falling.
Rohan kept spanking her, and she kept begging for more. It appeared his dick was hitting the sweet spot as Fatima squirted hard.

Looking at this, I increased the stroking speed, and the three of us kept moaning continually. Finally, he got her down and made her sit on the floor. She stumbled as she was still recovering from the orgasm she had.

Rohan and I went near her, stood on each side, and she held our dicks to stroke. It felt terrific as Fatima kept sucking and petting us individually. Soon Rohan pulled the dick away from her hands and stroked it until he cum covered her face. She spat some, which entered her mouth.

He asked me to come and fuck her mouth. I was seeking some opportunity that let me fuck her in any hole, and finally I got one. I wiped some of the cum from her eyes and lips. It allowed Fatima to see me and could suck my dick without tasting Rohan’s cum.

I began to face fuck her slowly, but Rohan commanded me to move faster. I pushed as fast as I could without hurting her too much. Her lovely lips and tongue began stroking my cock. With some sucking and fucking I splattered my cum on her face and boobs.

Rohan came close to her cum covered face and clicked a selfie with Fatima holding both our dicks close to her lips.

Hi readers, this is one of the true stories that happened during my college days. I used to follow a long narration style, so readers who don’t like this style, please skip it.

After Karthick uncle left, I was devastated. It was very hard to pass the first few months. I kept remembering our last sexual encounter. Anyway, as time passed by, I started to concentrate on my studies, and it all went well for another three years. Then I moved to college. I was 20 years old. My hormones were at their peak. I could see my mustache line getting thicker month by month, and a few beard hairs started appearing on my chin.

I was touched on my crotch region in public places like buses, electric trains, movie theaters, and queues. I kind of liked it, but I was afraid to allow them to continue. Every boy in the town started appearing hot to me. I felt very much turned on when my friends talked about sex. During sports in the college grounds, I liked to see my classmates in their vests; most of the boys had hair on their armpits. While seeing that, my cock got erect, and I was afraid of what if somebody noticed it.

After a few months, I noticed my sports teacher, Vetri (name changed), started showing special attention to me. He always scolded me, saying I wasn’t doing well at sports. He kept correcting my posture during the game.

I usually traveled by public bus with my friends to my college. One day, one of my lecturers asked me to help her shift some items from the staff room to the store room, so I asked my friends to leave, and I went to help my lecturer. After finishing my work, it was around 6 pm, and I was very sweaty, and my shirt got dirty during the shifting. So, I went to the toilet to clean myself.

When I went to the toilet, nobody was there, so I removed my shirt and started cleaning myself at the tap near the urinal. Since my vest was fully drenched in sweat, I removed that too and washed it. When I was cleaning, my sports teacher, Vetri, entered the toilet. I was shocked and afraid that he might punish me for standing there without my shirt on. But to my surprise, he asked very calmly what I was doing there.

I said I was helping the staff with shifting items, so my clothes got dirty, and I was washing them. He then asked me how I could wear the wet shirt back and travel in the bus. I replied, “It’s okay, sir. I can manage.” He then advised me that it was winter, and I might catch a cold if I wore the wet shirt for a long time, and he suggested using his washing machine dryer. Since he was staying just 1 km away from the college, I agreed.

To tell you about Vetri sir, he is young, must be in his late 20s, around 6 feet tall. Since he is the sports teacher, he has a very good physique. You can easily guess his physique over his shirt. I put on my wet clothes and went to his house on his bike. Once we were in his house, I noticed it was empty, and no one was there. I was afraid to ask him about his family since he was always very strict with me.

He asked me to give him my dress so that he could put it in his washer. I removed my shirt and vest and gave them to him; he then noticed my pant was also dirty and asked me to give that to him. I was a little shy to undress in front of him, so I said, “It’s okay, sir. I will wash it at home.” He then insisted that, since he was already washing my shirt, there was no harm in washing the pant too.

Since he insisted, I removed the pant too and handed it to him. Right then, I was just standing with my briefs. I was a bit shy to stand in front of him half-naked, so I just tried to hide my crotch with my hand. He saw that and smiled at me and said, “Don’t worry, I too have what you have there” and winked. Now, I could sense where it was leading from my previous experiences. He then touched my brief and said that it was a bit wet and asked me to hand it over for the wash.

I hesitated to do so. He then handed me a towel, which was very thin and very small. I walked a bit away from him and draped the towel on my waist and removed my underwear and gave it to him. He smiled at me and said, “You are too shy. Just be comfortable, like you’re at home.” Then he looked me up and down, and I too noticed that the towel was very thin and barely covered my waist.

He asked me to take a bath and come since I was smelling sweaty. Since I wanted to skip that embarrassing situation, I agreed, and I went to the bathroom. While I was going, I looked back, and he was walking to the washing machine, smelling my underwear. Now, I completely understood his plan, so I was a bit relaxed and actually started to feel excited to see what was coming next.

I took a bath, and thinking of Vetri sir’s actions, my cock got semi-erect. I tied the towel on my waist and looked down. Since the towel was very thin and got wet, it was sticking to my body and showed my bulge very well. Since I knew Vetri sir’s intention very well, I didn’t hide my crotch while walking out of the bathroom. When I was out, Vetri sir came near me and handed over a glass of tea. Since it was a bit cold, I very much needed that; I got the tea cup, and he asked me to sit on the sofa. When I sat, the towel got parted, and my thigh and balls were completely exposed.

After watching that scene, Vetri sir smiled and said that it was the only fresh towel he had, and the rest were dirty. I said, “It’s okay, sir.” He said that the clothes were already washed and now in the dryer and would get ready in a few minutes. I said, “Okay.” He then switched on the TV and asked what kind of shows I liked. I replied, saying I liked songs and movies more. He then asked what kind of movies I liked the most. I said I liked actor Vijay, so I liked to watch all his movies.

He then started scanning the channels on the TV and kept one music channel. It was a love song; the actors were acting very intimately, and the heroine was wearing a wet white saree, and her cleavage was very much exposed, and you could even see her boobs. After watching it, my cock started to erect. By the time the song completed, my cock was in full erection, making a tent inside the towel, and my balls were visible. Then I was shocked to see that Vetri sir was watching my crotch all that time.

I looked at him and smiled and tried to hide with my hand. He said, “That’s okay, no need to hide it. It’s perfectly natural to get erect for these kinds of scenes.” Then he left to put my clothes on the strings to get dry further. After he left, I started stroking my cock inside the towel. When he came back, I stopped it. He smiled at me and sat next to me. Then he asked whether I had started to masturbate. I didn’t know how to answer that question and smiled back. He smiled and then said, “Seems like you haven’t trimmed your pubic hair. It’s outgrown and popping out of the towel.”

He then pointed out a big mole on my thigh near my crotch region and asked what it was. I replied it was just a mole. He then came closer and touched it and asked how long I had it. I said I had it since birth, and it was getting bigger as I grew. Then he started rubbing the mole, and one of his fingers was caressing my cock while rubbing.

My cock was in full erection, and the towel was barely hiding it. He caught my cock and said, “Seems like your cock may tear my towel…” and smiled. I too smiled.

Then he untied the towel, and I was sitting on his couch naked. He was shocked to see that I had a 7-inch cock; he complimented me for that and went to his knees. He tied his hands behind his back and slowly took my cock in his mouth and started tasting it like a baby drinking milk. It was very pleasurable; I was shaking with excitement. He sucked me for around 30 minutes. Whenever I was about to get my orgasm, he left a pause and continued to suck.

It was a wonderful 30 minutes where I completely lost myself and relaxed.

He then asked me if I had prior experience with this. I said yes; then he asked me if I fucked, and I said yes. Then he got surprised and brought a condom and wore it on me. That was the first time in my life I was wearing a condom. Then he undressed himself and stood there completely naked. I noticed he had a very small cock; with an erection, it was barely 2 inches. But he had a very wonderful body, a flat stomach, and very strong chest and arms.

He went into a doggy position on the couch; I stood up and started inserting my cock slowly. He took all 7 inches in a single go. I understood he must have taken many cocks before and started to fuck him. Since he sucked for 30 minutes, my cock was rock-hard, so I fucked him like a machine. He moaned a lot, and it turned me on more; within 5 minutes, I said, “I’m about to cum.” He asked me to take it out and jerk on him. I did the same and shot all my cum on his chest and face. He also jerked and came.

Then I immediately went to the toilet and washed myself; when I came out, he handed over a towel. I waited in the living room, naked, and he came out and put his hand on my shoulder and said that he liked me a lot and asked sorry for picking on me often. Then he handed over my clothes; it was almost dry, and I wore them. He also dropped me off in my area.

After this incident, we used to enjoy ourselves often in his house. He took care of me a lot.

Thanks for reading my narration patiently.

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About me: My name is Abhishek. I’m 24 years old, 5’7”, fair, thin, and fit. I work as a software engineer in an MNC in Bangalore. I’ve been with this company for three years now.

About her: Reeya (name changed). She’s 4’5” tall, dusky, thin, and effortlessly cute, with a charm that’s hard to ignore. While I’m an ambivert who struggles to start conversations, she’s the exact opposite—an extrovert who lights up every room she enters.

After that great night at Reeya’s place, we felt closer. The fun of keeping it secret made us excited. After that night, we couldn’t stop. Every night, we had hot phone calls, saying naughty things until we both finished.

During the weekends, I’d go to her flat for wild sex—sometimes in her bed, against the wall, always leaving us happy and tired. But we wanted more—something special, away from the city.

At work, we’d look at each other across the room. Sometimes, our hands touched, and it felt like a trigger. One evening, when most people were gone, I grabbed her in the hallway and pulled her to a dark spot. I whispered, “Reeya, let’s go away this weekend. Just us. Let’s go to Pondicherry on the bike.”

She smiled and teased, “So you can hold me tight for hours? Clever.”

I laughed and got closer, our faces almost touching. “You got me. So, yes or no?”

“Yes,” she said softly, her fingers on my chest, making my heart beat fast. “But I won’t keep my hands still.”

The next morning, we left early for our road trip. The bike shook under us as Reeya hugged me tight, her body against my back. The wind blew, but I only felt her warmth. After an hour, I stopped at a quiet place, getting away from the highway, and bit into a muddy road.

Before she could talk, I turned, held her face, and kissed her hard, my tongue in her mouth. She kissed back, grabbing my shirt, making a little moan.

“Couldn’t wait, huh?” she said, breathing fast, her eyes full of want.

“With you? Never,” I said, my thumb on her jaw, feeling her warm up.

We got back on the bike, but it was tough to think straight. Her hands moved on my stomach, sometimes lower, teasing me and making my dick hard. When we got to Pondicherry, we were both dying for it.

We checked into a small cottage by the beach—open windows, a sea smell, and a cosy bed. As soon as the door shut, I pulled her close and kissed her hard, like I’d been waiting all day.

“Let’s shower together,” I said, pressing my lips against hers.

In the bathroom, steam rose as the water started. I looked into her eyes and took off her top, kissing her shoulders as it fell. Then tore her bra, and her boobs came out—full, soft, perfect. I held them, my thumbs rubbing her nipples until they got hard.

“You’re so pretty,” I said, lowering and putting my mouth on one boob, sucking softly, my tongue moving over it while my hand squeezed the other. Reeya gasped her fingers in my hair.

“Abhi…” Her moaning increased with need.

I took my time, loving her sounds, then brought her under the shower. I pushed her against the wall and kissed her deeply, the water making it stronger. My hands slid over her wet skin, washing her slowly, teasing her.

But Reeya didn’t just let me take over. She grabbed the soap, her hands bubbly, and started touching me, too. Her fingers went down my chest, over my stomach, and then around my dick, already hard. I groaned as she rubbed me, her touch strong, her thumb on the tip making me weak.

“You think only you can lead?” she said, her lips by my ear.

“I love it when you do,” I said, pulling her close.

We rinsed off, kissing harder until I couldn’t wait. I turned off the water, wrapped her in a towel, and took her to the bed. But Reeya had plans. She pushed me onto the bed with a laugh and climbed on top, her eyes bright.

“My turn,” she said, kissing me hard. Her tongue played with mine, and then she kissed my neck and my chest, biting a little. When she got to my dick, she looked up with a cheeky smile. “I’ve wanted this since we left.”

She took me in her mouth, her lips hot and wet around my big dick. I moaned, my hips moving as she sucked slowly. Her tongue circled the tip before going deeper. Watching her love made me harder, my hands in her hair.

But I wanted her too. “Come here,” I said, pulling her gently. “Let’s do it together.”

She laughed and moved so her pussy was over my face while she kept sucking my dick. I held her thighs and pulled her down, my tongue going into her wet spot. She tasted nice. I licked her pussy fast, then pushed my tongue inside. Her moans around my dick felt amazing, making it all better.

When she cum, her legs shook, and her wetness covered my face. I kept licking until she rolled off, breathing hard. But we weren’t done. I turned her onto her back and kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself. “I need you,” I said, my voice rough.

“Yes,” she whispered, opening her legs. I rubbed my dick against her pussy, getting it wet, then pushed inside, filling her. She gasped, her nails on my shoulders as I moved, slow then fast. I kissed her neck and sucked her boobs, playing with her nipples as I went deeper.

Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me in, and her cries grew louder with every push. When she came, her pussy squeezed my dick flooding my dick with her juices. I have a long way to go.  I let her relax. We lay there, sweaty and tangled, the waves outside calming us.

Later, I had a surprise. I took her hand and led her to the beach, surrounded by none, where I’d set up a blanket, candles, and wine. The sunset looked magical. She gasped, “Abhi, this is…”

“For us,” I said, sitting with her. “To make tonight special.”

We drank wine, our legs touching, talking and laughing as it got dark. I brushed her hair back and kissed her soft, then harder. We lay on the blanket, and I took off her clothes slowly, kissing her skin—her neck, her boobs, sucking her nipples until she wiggled.

Then I went lower, spreading her legs and licking her pussy again. I moved my tongue on her pussy, sucking softly. She moaned my name, her hips pushing against me. But Reeya wanted control, too. She pushed me onto my back and climbed on top, smiling. “Now I’m in charge,” she said, sliding onto my dick.

She rode me fast, her boobs bouncing, her hands on my chest as I pushed up to meet her. Our bodies hit together, and when she came, her pussy gripped me tight. I flipped her over and went hard until we both came again, falling in the sand.

Back at the cottage, we barely made it to bed before she turned to me, cheeks flushed. “I want something new tonight.”

“Anything,” I said, brushing her lips with mine.

“Anal,” she whispered, shy but sure.

I searched her eyes. “You’re certain? We can wait.”

“I trust you,” she said, nodding. “Make it good.”

Her trust lit me up. I kissed her slow, deep hands roaming her body—cupping her boobs, teasing her nipples until she arched into me. Grabbing lube, I warmed it, massaging her gently, whispering, “Relax, love.”

A finger first, slow and slick, then two, stretching her as she moaned softly. “Good?” I asked, kissing her neck.

“So good,” she sighed, urging me on.

Spooning her close, I lubed my dick and pressed against her anal opening, easing in inch by inch. “Breathe,” I murmured, pausing as she adjusted, my hands stroking her boobs, teasing her pussy to keep her grounded in pleasure. When she relaxed, I moved—gentle thrusts, building as she gasped, “More.”

Her fingers worked her pussy, and when she came, trembling, I followed, holding her tight as we rode the aftershocks. I then went to shower to clean up and came back. I then took her in my arms. We soon drifted to sleep.

The next day, she woke me up with my dick in her mouth, giving me an amazing blowjob. I took control by holding her head and deep-throated her. It was an amazing feeling. Soon, I released loads in her mouth, and she drank it all. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

In the shower, I pinned her to the wall, kissing her fiercely as water cascaded over us. She dropped to her knees, taking my dick in her mouth. She was sucking me with a hunger that made my head spin. I pulled her up, spinning her into a 69 position against the tiles.

Her pussy was dripping as I licked her deep, her lips tight around my cock. We cum together, laughing as the water washed us clean.

Later, in the kitchen, she hopped onto the counter, pulling me between her legs. “Fuck me here,” she demanded, guiding my dick to her pussy. I thrust in, kissing her hard, her boobs pressed against my chest. We moved fast and desperate, the counter creaking under us.

Even the beach wasn’t safe. Wading into the shallows, I lifted her, her legs wrapping around me as I slid inside her pussy. A wave crashed over us mid-thrust, and she laughed, splashing me. “Worst timing!”

“Best mess,” I shot back, kissing her through the salt.

On the ride back to Bangalore, her arms tight around me, she whispered, “This was everything.”

“Everything,” I echoed, already plotting our next escape. Pondicherry wasn’t just a getaway—it was where we forged something fierce, tender, and ours.

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Hi, everyone. I hope you all are doing well. I am back with another sexual encounter with my sexy Mom, Sujata. My Mom, Sujata, is 38 years old and with a sexy slutty figure of 34D-30-36. She is a sex bomb who can raise the dick of men with her sexy walk.

In the previous parts, you read how I caught my Mom getting banged by Daya, the auto driver. Once they were done fucking, I went to my Mom in anger, questioning her about how she was allowing a filthy auto driver to fuck her. My Mom narrated how things turned out after the gangbang with my friends.

I listened to her narrating how Daya got horny while driving as my Mom sat beside him. Things escalated so fast that in the next three days, my Mom gave him a handjob. Daya fingered her in the auto itself. We got so horny, and we fucked till it was time for my Dad’s arrival.

I went back to my room. Mom took a bath and got back to her innocent housewife before my father. But I still doubted if she allowed Daya to fuck her in her marriage bed. A lot more happened in this one and a half months. I wanted to know everything in detail from my Mom.

I skipped college the next day. I came out of my room only after my Dad left for the office. I sneaked out of my room in my shorts and looked for my Mom. I saw her in the backyard washing clothes. When I went there, my Mom was in a nightie, bending down and rinsing the clothes in the bucket of water.

Wow, that was the best morning view that I could ever get. The sun is falling on her exposed dusky cleavage, which is shining due to her sweat. I always love to watch my Mom nightie. She looks so sexy in a nightie rather than a saree. Of course, it’s a lot easier to access Mom’s boobs and holes in the nightie.

But my dick stood up, watching my Mom working, drenched in sweat. I began rubbing my dick over my shorts. My Mom noticed me after some time. She also noticed that I was rubbing my hard dick. She gave me a naughty smile and asked me to help her in rinsing the blanket.

I went to my Mom, and I could see her looking at my poking dick as I went closer to her. I reached her, and then she bent down to pick up the heavy blanket from the water tub. God, her cleavage makes blood rush into my dick. Those dusky melons almost popped out.

Her whole boob was almost visible, apart from her cherry nipples. Yet her almost wet nightie displayed them poking through it as she stood. We squeezed the water out of the blanket and kept squeezing from either end. We moved closer and closer.

Then my Mom stopped my gaze from her cleavage by saying, “Good boy, you can go now. I will dry this and come into the house.”

I stood there without moving away. My Mom started to walk towards the drying rope. Then I saw her ass swinging in rhythm as she walked. Her wet nightie got stuck to her ass, making her ass shape visible. Wow, those cheeky bumps didn’t let me stay calm.

As she was drying the blanket, I went behind my Mom and hugged her tight. My Mom said, “Hey, I am all wet, and you will get wet too. Leave me and go inside. I will come in a minute.” But I didn’t listen to her, and I started to kiss her sexy neck from behind.

My hands reached for her boobs. I grabbed her beautiful melons and began to maul them slowly while licking her ears. “Ah, son, someone can see us in the open. Let’s go inside,” my Mom moaned. I was not in the mood to listen to her. I can feel my Mom pushing her ass over my dick.

My dick is in between her ass cheeks, and she is pushing it back. I caught her hard nipples and, pulling them, I said, “No, Mom, let’s have fun in the open. Isn’t it hot to fuck under the fear of getting caught?” My Mom was responding so sexily as her body was asking for it.

She said, “Yeah, it’s so hot to feel your burning dick between my ass. While your hands are doing the magic that they always do. I want you to tear my clothes and fuck me here in the open, son. But what if our neighbours see us? I am scared about our family reputation.”

I got so horny as my Mom said those words. I raised her nightie to her waist. I pulled my dick out and placed it between her ass. I reached for her wet pussy and rubbed it. I said, “I want to tear this one piece of cloth that you are wearing and push my dick deep into your asshole, Mom.”

“But before that, I want you to tell me what all you and Daya did that day when he didn’t stop at the usual place.” She caught my dick with her hand and began to stroke it while I started to finger her pussy. She rubbed my dick hole, making me shiver in pleasure. Then, she continued her narration.

Mom’s narration:

Daya continued to go ahead from our usual place of fun. I got a little bit scared and asked him, “Where are we going? I don’t want to come anywhere. Please drop me at my place.”

Daya looked back and said, “Don’t worry, Sujji. I live a kilometre away from here, and my roommates went to their native place. I want to show you my room. That’s it, and we will come back if you still don’t trust me.”

I took my mobile out and had the speed dial ready, just in case. He stopped near a shed where there was nothing around it for at least some 600 meters. It’s an isolated place. I got down from the auto, and Daya unlocked the door. He walked in, and I went behind him.

It was indeed a bachelors room with an alcohol smell lingering within. There were many empty beer bottles all over the room. It was just a room with a washroom attached. “How do you even live in this place?” I asked Daya.

“We are not rich, madam. We came here to make a living, and therefore we can’t look for comfort. Every penny that we earn should be sent to our family. Do you want us to look into our comforts?”

I felt so pitiful and went closer to him. “I am sorry, Daya, I have never lived in such a place. That is why I said those words,” I said. I placed my hands over his shoulders to cheer him. I noticed him looking at my navel that was visible. His fingers reached out to my navel, and he began to rotate his finger around it.

It made me tickled, and I started to move, laughing. He gripped my waist with his hands, and I looked into his eyes. We moved closer and closer till our lips met. We started to kiss slowly and romantically. He pulled my pallu down and grabbed my boobs with hunger and desire.

He squeezed them with his rough hands. I moaned in pleasure as his mauling was so rough, and I loved it. He unhooked my hooks one after the other and pulled my blouse away, making me stand in the netted bra that Vikas had gifted me.

“Fuck, even the young girls do not wear such sexy bras, Sujji. You are on the next level,” he said. He grabbed my boobs with both his hands and started to suck my boobs. I was moaning in pleasure. He sucked, licked them, and bit them till he was satisfied.

He left them and then unhooked my bra and threw it away. I was standing topless in front of him. He raised my hands in the air, exposing my shaved underarms to him. He came closer to them, and I was taking heavy breaths. He sniffed both my underarms and licked them with his tongue.

“Daya!” I moaned as he licked them. He pulled my saree knot, and my saree fell at my feet. He then removed my petticoat knot and made it join my saree. My thong came in view for him, covering just my pussy lips. The little hair that started to grow after trimming it a few days back was visible to him.

He ran his palm all over the hair. Then reaching my pussy he pushed the thong in between my pussy lips. I kept on shivering in pleasure. He turned me around, and his hand got hold of my ass cheeks one after the other. Pressing them smoothly and running his fingers over them.

He slapped my both ass cheeks and slowly pulled the thong down. I was standing nude in front of an auto driver who was almost 10 years younger than me. He made me bend, and he knelt behind me. I know what is going to happen, and I spread my legs wide.

I felt his hands on my ass cheeks, and he spread them. He came closer, and I felt his breath on my ass. I expected him to start eating my wet dripping pussy. But to my surprise, his tongue touched my ass hole, making me shiver like a leaf. I moaned as his tongue went up and down my ass hole.

He circled my ass hole with his tongue before poking it into my ass hole. “Daya, no,” I moaned. His finger was running along my pussy lips, making it much wetter. I was in a heavenly feeling getting my pussy rubbed, and my asshole licked.

Daya spread my ass cheeks much wider. With his whole tongue, he licked from my pussy to my asshole in a single stretch. My body trembled with pleasure, and my legs were shivering. Daya now shifted his attention to my pussy and began licking it. I felt like I was in heaven, lost in pleasure.

His licking got aggressive as he bit my pussy and ass cheeks in between. I was on the edge of cumming. “Fuck my pussy Daya fuck it with your nasty tongue. Drill it hard, Daya,” I moaned. Daya understood that I would cum soon. He started to fuck my pussy with his tongue.

I squirted all over his face, and my legs couldn’t hold me any longer. I sat down on the floor, and still, my pussy continued squirting, making a pool on the floor. Daya started to get nude as I was still panting for breath.

End of narration.

I was playing with my Mom’s pussy from behind, listening to all that she was narrating. My fingers were going in and out of my Mom’s pussy while the other hand was busy pressing her boobs. “Did you cum that hard, Mom, as he fucked your pussy with his dirty tongue?” I whispered in her ear.

I could feel my Mom’s pussy gripping my fingers as they were going in and out of it. “Ummm,” my Mom moaned. I pinched her hard nipple and asked, “Was it rough as it went in and out of your tender black pussy, Mom?”

“Yes, son,” my Mom moaned.

“Close your eyes, Mom and imagine my fingers as Daya’s. Recall that day and cum on my fingers, Mom. Cum in the open, as we are the only one here. Moan as much as you want and as loud as you want, Mom. Cum for me, Mom cum all over my fingers,” I whispered in her ears, fingering her faster.

My Mom was pushing her ass back, making my fingers go deeper into her pussy. “Fuck son, you are making me cum in the open, you bastard. This is so good.” My Mom moaned and, grabbing my head, locked my lips with hers. We kissed as I fingered her harder now.

She was moaning, “Yes, Mom, I am your bastard and cum for this bastard son Mom, cum on my fingers. Squirt over them just like you did on Daya’s. Cum, Mom,” I said. My Mom’s body shivered in pleasure. My Mom squirted her juices all over my fingers.

My Mom sat down on the rock after squirting heavily. I stood there waiting for her to become normal.

I will let you know what happened after Daya got nude. How did he fuck my Mom? How my Mom loved his dirty, unshaven ugly dick? How she sucked it, licked it and choked over it? How did she get her holes filled with his dick? In the next parts.

Hope you loved the experience. You can reach out to my Mom to tell her how you felt reading. How slutty she is and how you wish to have a Mom like her. You can email her at [email protected], and you can write to me at [email protected]. Bye.

Jab se Kaka ka lund dekha tha, tab se meri chut tadap rahi thi. Par Kaka ke hath ne hi meri chut ko shant kar diya.

Me: Kaka ab dekho. Maine tumhe hath lagane diya hai, ab jaane ki baat mat karna.

Kaka: Ab mujhe dikhaogi kab?

Me: Nahi agar aap dekhoge to ruk nahi paoge. Maine kabhi kiya nahi hai kisi ladke ke sath. Sirf Preeti ke sath hi maze kiye hai.

Kaka: Arre Shalu baby, darro mat, main kuch nahi karunga. 10 saal se biwi marne ke baad kisi ki chut dekhi nahi hai maine. Bas Preeti ko tumhe sehlate aur chaat-te dekha hai. Mera bahut mann hai ki main dekhu ise.

Me: Jis din ghar pe koi nahi hoga, us din dikha doongi. Ab main jati hu.

Main apne room mein bhaag gayi. Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Bed pe lete hue apni chut ko sehlane lagi. Pehli baar kisi mard ke hath ne ise sehlaya tha. Preeti ka hath naram lagta tha, par aaj ye hath kuch alag tha. Mera dil karta tha fir jau Kaka ke paas aur use bolu fir maslo meri chut.

Sach mein Preeti sahi kehti thi, ki ek baar agar chut ko kisi ladke ne choo liya, to maza hi alag hota hai. Saara din room mein padi rahi, baar baar chut sehlati rahi. Par Kaka ke hath jaisa maza ab nahi aa raha tha. Bas dil karta tha ki fir se Kaka meri chut ko apna bada hath lagaye.

Raat ko khaane ke baad har roz Kaka mere room mein dudh dene aate the. Jaise hi Kaka dudh lekar aaye, Kaka ne dudh rakha aur darwaza band kar diya andar se.

Me: Kaka, ye kya kar rahe ho? Maa-papa aa jayenge.

Kaka ne mujhe deewar ke sath lagaya, aur zor-zor se dono hatho se mere dudh masalne lage aur bole-

Kaka: Koi nahi aayega Shalu baby. Maine unke dudh mein aaj neend ki dawayi mila di hai, aur wo so gaye hai ab to.

Me: Dawayi kyun?

Kaka: Aaj jo tumne mere andar aag laga di hai. Use thanda karna hai mujhe aaj.

Wo apne hatho se mere dudh masalte rahe. Kaka ka lund meri chut ko meri skirt ke upar se hi poora choo raha tha. Main usko mehsoos kar rahi thi kitna sakht tha wo.

Me: Par Kaka maine bola tha main karungi nahi bas dikhaungi.

Kaka: Pehle dikhao to. Itna maza doonga ki tum khud tadap jaogi karne ke liye.

Mere kuch kehne se pehle hi Kaka ne meri skirt ke andar hath dala, aur meri panty ke upar se meri chut ko zor-zor se masalne laga. Meri chut geeli thi. Kaka ne andar ungli dali, aur use andar-baahar karne laga. Mujhe bahut maza aane laga. Nasha sa hone laga tha.

Kaka: Dikhao ab sab mujhe.

Maine apna top aur skirt utaar kar fenk diye. Bas bra aur panty main Kaka ke saamne thi. Wo bhookhe sher ki tarah mujhe dekh raha tha. Pata nahi kitne saal baad kisi ka badan dekh raha tha wo. Usne mujhe bed par litaya, aur mujhe har jagah choomne laga. Jaise bas khaa jayega. Mere hontho se lekar mere pairon tak sab jagah choom raha tha. Main uske choomne se hi madhosh hui jaa rahi thi.

Kaka: Shalu baby mujhe dudh peena hai tumhara.

Bol kar usne meri bra nikaal di. Pehle usne mere dono nipples ko halka-halka masla, fir ek dudh ko muh mein lekar choosne laga, aur doosre ko hath se masalta raha. Mere muh se aah ki awaaze nikal rahi thi. Preeti bhi dudh choosti thi, par kabhi ye wala maza nahi aaya tha, jo Kaka ke choosne par aa raha tha.

Fir usne doosre doodh ke sath bhi wahin kiya. Use muh mein lekar khoob choosa. Dono doodh choosne ke baad wo meri panty ke paas muh lekar aaya. Panty ke upar se apni zuban se chaatne laga.

Kaka: Mujhe ye bhi dekhni hai.

Maine haa ka ishara kiya to usne jhat se meri panty utaar di. Ab main poori nangi Kaka ke saamne leti hui thi. Kaka ne meri taangein faila di, aur ek takk meri chut ko dekhta raha. Fir wo ek-dum chut par lapka, aur meri chut ko chaatne laga.

Meri aankhen band ho gayi masti se. Uski zuban jaise andar-baahar jaa rahi thi, to main tadap rahi thi. Mujhe kabhi aisi feeling nahi mehsoos hui thi jo aaj ho rahi thi. Ek alag hi nasha ho raha tha. Kaka ne chaat-chaat kar do baar mera paani nikala, aur dono baar pee liya.

Kaka: Kaisa laga baby?

Me: Bahut acha laga Kaka. Aisa maza pehle kabhi nahi aaya.

Kaka: Abhi aur maza dilaunga. Tumhe Preeti ki kabhi zaroorat hi nahi padegi ab se.

Ab Kaka ne apne kapde bhi utaar diye. Uska 7 inch ka lund ek-dum tanna hua tha. Maine jhat se usko hath mein liya, to Kaka ki aah nikal gayi.

Me: Kya hua?

Kaka: Kitne saal ke baad ise kisi ladki ne pakda hai. Ab aur bhi aag lag gayi mere andar to.

Kaka ka lund bahut sakht tha, poora lohe ka rod lag raha tha. Main soch rahi thi ki kisi buddhe ka lund itna mota kaise ho gaya?

Kaka: Ab aur maze karne ki baari hai. Kab se ye pyasa hai tumhari komal si chut ke liye. Ab aur mat tadpao. Is buddhe ko jaldi se thanda karo.

Kaka ne meri taangon ko khola aur apna lund meri chut par dheere-dheere masalne lage. Mere andar kuch ajeeb sa hone laga. Meri kamar apne aap upar uthne lagi. Jaise ki khud chut raasta bana rahi ho lund andar lene ko. Kaka lund ko meri chut par upar-neeche kar rahe the. Main tadap rahi thi, aur wo muskara rahe the.

Fir achanak mere muh se nikla: Chodo mujhe Kaka.

Kaka muskuraye aur apne lund ko meri chut ke muh par rakha. Fir jhatke se andar daal diya. Ek hi jhatke mein Kaka ne meri seal tod di. Dard se meri cheekh nikal gayi. Meri aankhon se aansu aa gaye. Kuch der ke liye usne dheere-dheere andar-baahar kiya. Jab use laga ki ab mujhe dard kam ho raha tha, to usne apni speed badha di.

Ab mujhe dard kam aur maza zyada aane laga tha. Wo zor-zor se chodne laga. Mere muh se moan ki awaaze nikal rahi thi, aur Kaka awaazo ko sun kar aur zor-zor se chodne lage. Main 2 baar jhadh gayi thi. Wo laga hua tha. Uske jhatke aur tez ho rahe the. Mere andar lund aise jaa raha tha jaise ke andar se sab kuch faad dega aaj.

Jaise hi uska jhadne wala tha, usne baahar nikaal kar meri chut ke upar apna maal daal diya saara. Chodne ke baad wo mere badan ko sehlane laga. Meri chut laal ho gayi thi.

Kaka: Aaj jo maza diya hai Shalu baby tumne, main kab se tadap raha tha iske liye. Bolo tumhe maza aaya?

Me: Haa, bahut.

Kaka: Ab dard to nahi ho raha?

Me: Nahi ab theek hai.

Kaka: To theek hai, ab se har roz chodunga tumhe. Ab ye chut bas meri hai.

Me: Agar ghar mein pata chal gaya to?

Kaka: Nahi chalega. Wo tum mujh par chodh do. Main to tumhe ghar ke har kone mein chodunga baari-baari.

Bas us din se Kaka har roz meri chudai karte. Subah shaam jab bhi mauka milta bas chod dete mujhe. Jab mere periods aaye tab mere muh ko choda. Kitchen mein, bathroom mein, dinning table par, sofe par, farsh par, garden mein, Kaka ke room mein, sab jagah chudai ki meri Kaka ne.

Ek baar raat ko maa papa ko neend ki dawayi de kar sula diya, aur fir unke kamre mein mujhe choda. Ab mujhe Preeti ki zaroorat nahi thi. Mujhe 53 saal ke buddhe ke lund ne jo maze diye, wo koi aur nahi de sakta.

Koi andaza bhi nahi laga sakta tha ki ek buddha mujhe har roz itne zor-zor se chodta hoga. Bahut maze kiye 53 saal Kaka ke lund ke sath meri 19 saal ki chut ne.