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Hello everyone, my name is Ajay Kumar, and I am based in Visakhapatnam. A little introduction. I became bi-sexual under different circumstances and was later diagnosed with ED. This story is a work of fiction based on a real-life incident that happened to me recently.

I was on cloud 9 when my visa application was approved. I had very little time before my semester was supposed to start. So I spent all my time shopping and packing, and before I knew it, I landed in Canada.

The next few weeks in Canada flew by with moving in, settling down, and going to college. I’m staying in a 2-bedroom individual basement in a family house. I stay in 1 bedroom, and my roommate is in the other. She is a girl, and as luck has it, she is from my hometown Visakhapatnam as well.

Let us call her Chandu. Even though we are from the same place, being an introvert, I didn’t get along with her so well. We spoke and hung out occasionally, but that’s about it.

I’m bisexual and submissive, so naturally, I’m more drawn towards the BDSM lifestyle. On that day, I was feeling extremely horny and wanted some action. By this time, I got to know my roommate’s schedule and was pretty confident that she wouldn’t be home anytime soon.

So, I started searching for some action on Grindr. Found one guy and texted him my address. I told him that I was horny and looking for some hardcore action. Once he came over, he showed me heaven. He bent me over in doggy style on my bed.

My hands were tied behind my back. He was choking me by pulling at the dog collar with one hand and pulling my hair with the other. He was giving me long hard strokes with his magnificent cock digging deep into my body. He was stretching my rectum to the max.

Suddenly, The door to my bedroom swung open. My roommate Chandu stood at the door looking at this scene. He stopped his movements. I was too dumbstruck to speak anything, and she just left without saying anything. I asked him to leave.

I took a long shower, thinking about how to face her. I mentally prepared myself for what to say to her when I saw her again. I kept thinking about what she must have thought, looking at me like that. I got scared that she would tell everyone about my secret life.

After a few hours and what felt like an eternity, I heard the main door rattle. My heart was beating so fast that I could literally hear the beat. There was silence for a while, and then I heard footsteps approaching my door. My body was shivering due to fear.

I’m sweating profusely, my eyes watered up, I was in a panic to face her. She didn’t knock. She just entered my room and came towards me. I’m trying to avoid looking at her face and just sitting there like a statue. She came up to me, caught my hair in a fist and stood me up.

I was looking at her feet, avoiding her gaze. With one swift motion, she lowered my track pants and undies and removed my shirt. Tears started rolling down my eyes. She caught hold of my hair again and started dragging me out. She was a little shorter than me, so I had to bend down and follow her.

I was confused by her actions. Is she going to throw me out? Or is she going to tell everyone what I did or what’s going on in her head? She took me to her room and pushed me on my shoulder to kneel on the floor as she sat on her bed. She extended her right foot towards my mouth.

She circled her toes on my lips and put her toe between my lips. I understood her intentions and wiped off my tears. I took her foot in my palm and started licking her foot. I took my sweet time licking her on the surface, sucking on her toes and licking between her toes and cleaning her feet.

Once her right foot was completely drenched in my saliva, she extended her left foot. I treated her left just the same. She removed her t-shirt and sat before me in her black bra. It was struggling to hold those milky white globes, and still, I couldn’t look into her eyes.

She turned to her right side and exposed her right armpit. I understood the assignment. I stood on my knees and went towards her armpit. She had a very strong, musky smell to her armpit. But that didn’t stop me from kissing her armpit, licking and savouring the taste.

Similarly, her left armpit received the same treatment. Now, it was time to taste the forbidden treasure. She stood up and removed her pants and underwear. At first, I was confused about whether or not to look at it directly, so I was stealing glances of her treasure.

She sat on the edge of the bed, leaned back and folded her leg over the bed, making space for me to please her pussy. With her left hand, she made a fist of my hair and yanked me into position. That was the first clear look I got of her pussy.

It felt like the most beautiful thing ever to exist. She had a long thick bush above her black pussy. It is a complete contrast to her milky white skin, and her black pussy lips were glistening with her juices. I didn’t waste a single second and pounced at her pussy.

I lapped at her pussy juices like a dog. The taste of her juices was just so sweet, and the smell of her pussy was so intoxicating. I took my sweet time licking and sucking at her outer lips. She spread her pussy to expose her inner labia and clit. I sucked at her clit as if I was sucking a cock and playfully bit it sometimes.

She is enjoying all of this attention her pussy is getting. She is breathing heavily and exerting soft moans, which are encouraging me to pleasure her more. Finally, it was time to move to the source of her sweet nectar. I stretched my tongue out and inserted it into her pussy.

The feeling of her soft, hot muscles wrapping around my tongue cannot be explained at all. I tongue fucked her for some time. From her moans and hip movements, it was evident that she was very close to an orgasm. So, I increased my speed.

Before long, her whole body shuddered. I could feel her juices on my tongue, which I happily lapped up as my reward. She laid back, catching her breath with her exposed pussy centimetres away from my drenched face. It was a mix of saliva and her juices.

Once she caught her breath, she caught hold of my hair in her fist and made me lie on the bed facing up. With headboard support, she squatted down. She pinned my hands under her feet with her asshole at my mouth and pussy near my nose.

Until she squatted down, I didn’t realize how big her ass really was. It’s as wide as my body. As soon as she settled down, I started exploring her ass to find her asshole. As soon as my tongue touched her asshole, I tasted something so foul, and my insides started twisting.

I somehow got over that feeling and started giving very shallow licks around the ring of her asshole. A few licks later, I didn’t feel the taste to be so wretched. I licked her asshole deeply and more affectionately. Due to my licking, her asshole bud started to open up.

I inserted my tongue in her asshole. I started doing to-and-fro motions with my tongue, running it along the sides of her anus ring. She must be again getting close to her orgasm. She started to rub her pussy against my nose. I understood this and increased my speed.

She started jumping to make my tongue go deep and for my nose to rub against her pussy walls. I was struggling to carry the weight of her huge bubbly ass, but with my hands pinned, I was not able to do anything. Just before I felt like I was passing out, her whole body shuddered again.

She reached her second orgasm, drenching me in her juices. She slid off me and released my hands from under her feet. With her left leg, she just kicked me to one corner of the bed, and she dozed off with just her bra. I curled up by her feet and slept, looking at her huge ass.

The next morning, she woke me up by kicking my body. As soon as I woke up, she made a fist of my hair and dragged me towards the bathroom. Once inside, she signalled me to kneel by pushing on my shoulder. I sat on my knees, and she positioned herself between the vanity and my kneeling self.

She spread her ass cheeks and leaned back onto my face. Her big, beautiful booty completely covered my face. I couldn’t breathe or see anything due to her huge ass. I thought my neck would definitely break due to the weight. But the feeling of her soft ass cheeks resting on my face gave me goosebumps.

I understood her intent and started licking her ass crack. I didn’t understand what she was doing but moved a lot. It caused a lot of discomfort for me due to her weight. Finally, she stopped and turned around. I caught a breath of sigh, and she took my face and lifted it.

That was when I saw her face after so many hours. She opened my mouth and spat everything inside from her brushing. I was shocked by this. But for some strange reason, I did not react; I just swallowed whatever she spat in my mouth. She smiled, looking at me.

She landed her big bubbly ass on the toilet seat in such a way that her pussy was exposed to me. Without any signal or word from her, I positioned myself between her legs and started licking her pussy. While I was licking her pussy she locked my head with her things and started pissing in my mouth.

I was startled by her warm, stinky piss entering my mouth. I closed my mouth and tried to move away, but she held me firmly in place. I looked up at her with pleasing eyes to let me go. But she just looked down at me with an evil grin. If I don’t open my mouth, her piss is entering my nostrils.

So I accepted defeat and opened my mouth to take her warm piss in my mouth. Her piss tasted so bad and foul. It was so strong that it burned my throat. She pissed for a long time and filled my stomach to the brim. I don’t know for how long she stored all of this piss.

After she finished filling my stomach with her piss, she relieved herself in the same position. She cleaned and stood up and unhooked her bra, releasing those beautiful melons. They are just perfect – milky, fleshy, firm with big black nipples (I don’t know the size to this day).

I forget all about her foul piss taste. My mouth watered, looking at her melons. She dragged me along and entered the shower area. I was on my knees, and she towered over me inside the shower, blocking the water from hitting me. She started to bathe and passed me the shower gel.

My hands shivered at the thought that I finally had to lay my hands on this milky beauty. I took my sweet time cleaning every curve and crevice of her body. I took advantage of the opportunity and kneaded her breasts to my heart’s content.

I bent down and ran my hands from between her legs, rubbing against her pussy to her asscrack. I turned her and placed each hand on her bubbly ass cheeks. God, they were soft and spongy. My whole body shuddered just by touching her cheeks.

I cleaned every inch of her body and enjoyed running my hands all over her. Once she was satisfied with my work, she just left, leaving me there. Thinking about all the events that had happened, I jerked off in the shower before cleaning myself and heading over to work.

Even while I was working, I was continuously thinking about her. I was happy with the treatment that she had given me. I was also thinking about whether this was just a one-time thing. I prayed that she would continue to use me as her slave.

Finally, after my shift, I headed inside with all these thoughts. There she was, my goddess, standing in all glory near the kitchen island with a big smile on her face. I did not think about anything else at that moment. I just fell to my knees before her, kissed her feet and rested my head on her feet.

She made a fist of my hair and stood me up. But I was still looking at her feet, and she put a steel collar on my neck and locked it in place. With her finger inside the loop, she dragged me towards her room. Once I entered her room, I was mad with happiness.

She spread straps on dildos, paddles, whips, ropes, clamps, and other toys on her bed. I immediately fell to my knees with my hands behind my back. She patted my head, spoke her first words after almost a day and said, “Good Boy!”

What happens next will be continued in Part 2.

It’s a lazy Sunday afternoon at the swimming club. The sun’s dipping low, casting a golden glow over the pool. I’m lounging by the water, wearing my navy blue trunks sipping a cold drink. Kiara slides up next to me. She’s in a red bikini that hugs her curves just right, her wet hair sticking to her shoulders.

We’ve been friends with benefits for a while now—no strings, just fun. She smirks at me, her eyes glinting with mischief, and whispers, “Shall we have some fun in the pool?” Before I can answer, her hand brushes my thigh under the water, teasing me.

I feel the heat rising, and I pull her closer, our lips inches apart. A few people are around. But we’re in our little world, giggling and splashing, hands wandering where they shouldn’t. It’s playful, it’s naughty, and it’s getting me worked up.

After a while, we climb out of the pool, dripping wet. Kiara wraps a towel around herself, grabs her bag, and tosses me her house keys with a wink. “Mom’s alone at home. Aarav’s gone on a tour. You go, I’ll come in a bit,” she says, biting her lip. I catch the keys, my mind already racing.

We both headed towards the parking basement to part ways. Kiara held my hand and said, “Let’s do a warm-up,” slipping her hands inside my track pants. She was a pro and knows the exact points that turn me on!

Kiara started giving me a handjob, and I started breathing heavily, and my crotch was fully charged up. When I was about to cum, she stopped, winked and said, “Go home and be my Mom’s Daddy!” She walks away, leaving me hard and frustrated.

I drive to Kiara’s place, the keys jangling in my hand, my mind buzzing with anticipation. The house is quiet when I step in—Aarav, Meher’s son, is on his office tour, and Kiara’s still out. I head straight to Meher’s bedroom. The door’s slightly ajar, and there she is, sprawled on the bed, fast asleep.

She’s wearing a sleeveless, deep-neck yellow nightie that clings to her body. Her curves are unreal—those big melons straining against the fabric, rising and falling with each breath. She was breathing heavily. Seems that she might have fingered her holes a few moments ago.

I stand there for a second, just taking it in, my mouth watering, then lean down and kiss her forehead gently. She stirs in her half-sleep, murmuring something soft. “Come, hug me,” she mumbles, her voice husky. I don’t hesitate—I slide onto the bed, wrapping my arms around her, pulling her tight against me.

Her warmth, her scent, it’s intoxicating. I press my lips to hers, a deep, hungry smooch, and she responds, still half-dreaming, her hands sliding up my back. Our lips lock in a smooch so intense it sends my pulse racing. We roll across the bed, the mattress creaking beneath us, the sheets twisting into a tangled mess.

Her breathing is heavy, a warm rush against my cheek, and mine matches hers—ragged, desperate, filling the quiet room. My tool is rock-hard, tenting my shorts painfully. I bury my face in her neck, sucking gently at first, then harder, leaving faint marks along her collarbone.

She lets out a soft gasp, her fingers digging into my shoulders. Her big melons press against my chest, brushing me with every breath. The heat of her skin seeps through my shirt, her heartbeat pounding against mine. I can feel her erect nipples.

“Was just thinking about you,” she murmurs in my ear, her voice low and trembling with desire. It hits me like a spark, and I nip at her earlobe, whispering back, “I’ve only just started. Wait and see.” She chuckles, a sultry little sound.

She runs her hands down my back, her nails grazing me lightly, teasing. Then, with a slow, deliberate move, she gathers her thick, sleep-mussed hair and ties it into a loose bun. The motion lifts her chest, giving me a clear view of her smooth neck and the deep plunge of her nightie.

It’s like she’s inviting me in. I dive back, kissing along her throat, tasting the faint jasmine of her perfume mixed with her warmth. My lips trail lower, then to the side, finding the soft hollow of her armpit. I have a fetish for clean armpits, and she maintains them well.

I can’t resist—I start sucking gently, the taste earthy and intoxicating, feeding into my fetish for it. She squirms, half-laughing, half-moaning, and whispers, “What’s this new fetish of yours?” I grin against her skin, murmuring back, “I had to taste you.”

The sensation’s erotic, driving me wild as I linger there. Her scent mixed with the heat of the moment. It was like I was licking butter from a loaf of bread. She hugs me tighter, her arms locking around me. I slide my hands to her boobs, cupping them through the nightie.

The fabric’s so thin I can feel every curve, and I pump gently, then harder, earning a soft moan. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” I tease, my voice rough, and she smirks, her half-lidded eyes locked on mine. “Yes, but what are you going to do about it?” she fires back, playful yet challenging.

That’s all I need—I grab her ass, squeezing the firm flesh through the nightie and spanking them, pulling her hips against mine. The friction’s electric, my tented shorts grinding into her. She hooks a leg over me, locking us together. Those thick thighs were heavy and tight.

I pull the nightie up and over her head, untangling it from her bun with a shared laugh, then toss it aside. She’s left in just her panties, and I strip off my shirt and shorts in a hurry, kicking them to the floor. She climbs into my lap, straddling me, her warm skin pressed against mine.

I latch onto her boobs, sucking hungrily, my tongue swirling over her as she gasps. My hands roam to her ass, spanking it lightly at first, then harder, the sound sharp in the quiet room. “Ouch, Hit it harder,” she breathes, her voice dripping with need. I oblige, each smack making her squirm against me.

After a while, Meher grabs my face with both hands, pulling me up from her chest. “Now it’s my turn,” she whispers, her lips crashing into mine in a fierce liplock. Her tongue dives in, sucking mine with a hungry edge while her hand slips down, wrapping around me.

She starts stroking, slow and deliberate, her fingers working me as our kiss deepens. I groan into her mouth, the dual sensation pushing me to the edge. “I’ll drive you crazy like this,” she murmurs against my lips, her grip tightening just enough to make me shudder.

I’m fully charged now, and the heat is overwhelming. I push Meher back onto the bed, her body sinking into the mattress. She giggles as I lean over her, spitting onto her navel. The wet warmth glistens on her skin, and I dive in, sucking at it, my tongue circling the soft dip.

She trembles beneath me, her body shifting from side to side, a soft “Oh” escaping her lips as the sensation takes over. “What are you doing, you madman?” she gasps, half-laughing, her hands gripping the sheets. I slide lower, hooking my fingers into her panties.

First, teasing the clitoris with my fingers and then peeling them off slowly, revealing her. The heavenly smell of her pussy hits me, raw and intoxicating. I pause, breathing it in, my pulse hammering. “It’s like heaven,” I mutter, my voice rough with want.

I take myself in hand, rubbing my dick over her, brushing it against her wetness. Our eyes lock—her wide and pleading, my steady and teasing. She shivers beneath me, her breath hitching. “Put it in, please,” she whispers, her voice trembling with need, but I shake my head, smirking.

“Wait a little longer. It’ll be more fun,” I reply, savouring the slow torture as I keep brushing against her, feeling her quiver.

Then, I grip myself tighter, positioning at her entrance—her “pussy gate,” as I imagine it—and start rubbing my dick upon it. Meher was going wild and started abusing me. I was enjoying the abuses from a hot milf in a naked position.

Then I pointed my dick at her pussy and stroked upwards, teasing her just a little more. She gasps, her hips lifting to meet me, and I can’t hold back the grin. “Let’s start the dance now,” I say, my voice low and rough. We shift into missionary.

Her legs wrap around my waist as I slide in, slow and deep. The sensation is electric—her warmth enveloping me, tight and perfect. We start moving together, her hips rocking up to meet my thrusts, and the room fills with our moans. “Oh, just like this,” she gasps, her voice breaking.

I drive deeper. Each thrust drew a louder, more desperate sound from her. I groan back, “You feel so good, and it is hot as hell inside,” my breath ragged, the pleasure overwhelming as I feel her clench around me. As I fuck her harder, her moans turn raw, laced with a painful edge of ecstasy.

“My useless husband never did it like this,” she curses through gritted teeth and moans of pleasure. Her voice trembling as she grips my shoulders, railing against her unnamed husband. “You… you take my breath away,” she adds her tone a mix of agony and praise, her eyes locked on mine, wild with need.

I smirk, thrusting deeper, grunting with every push. “Just for you,” I rasp, and she lets out a broken, “Yes, oh, you’re my real man,” her words dissolve into a moan as the heat between us spikes. We’re lost in it, savouring every second. Her nails rake my back. My hands grip her hips.

The bed creaks under our rhythm. Her moans grow louder, a sweet, wild melody, and I match her, the pleasure unbearable and exquisite. We’re enjoying it to the fullest, completely in sync, her body trembling beneath mine as I pick up the pace. The friction, the connection—it’s pure bliss.

I can feel the edge creeping closer. Too soon, I hit my climax, a deep, shuddering release that rips through me. I groan loudly, collapsing beside her, exhausted and breathless, my chest heaving. She turns to me, her face glowing with satisfaction, and kisses my cheek softly.

“You give my world more meaning,” she whispers, her voice warm and content, her hand resting on my chest. I smile, pulling her close, and we drift into a lazy afternoon nap, arms wrapped around each other, the sheets tangled around our bare skin.

The sharp ring breaks the peace of the calling bell. I stir, blinking awake, and Meher murmurs sleepily, “Who’s there?” We disentangle ourselves, and I stumble to the door, still half-dazed, pulling on my shorts. I opened it and found Kiara standing there.

Her red bikini was swapped for a tight tank top and shorts, her hair still damp from the pool. Her eyes glint with that familiar mischief. But there’s something more—a hungry, knowing spark.

She looks me up and down, lingering on my barely concealed bulge. “Looks like I got here a little late,” she purrs, stepping closer, her voice dripping with intent. Her gaze flicks past me toward the bedroom, where Meher’s silhouette shifts under the sheets.

Her bare curves were faintly visible. Kiara’s wicked smile widens, and she leans in, her breath hot against my ear. “But the real game is still left,” she whispers, her fingers trailing down my chest. Her nails grazed my skin as she brushed past me, her scent igniting the air with a promise of more.

Kiara went towards Meher and hugged her. She whispered something in Meher’s ear, which was hardly audible to me. Then they both started laughing.

Hey readers, hope you enjoyed this steamy encounter! You can dive into my previous escapades with Kiara and Meher right here on this platform for more sizzling stories.

If there are any lonely women around Kolkata looking for temporary companionship, feel free to connect with me at [email protected]. Let’s make some moments worth remembering!

Hi friends, mera naam Vicky hai. Meri age 40 years hai. Meri height 5’11” hai, aur main Himachal se belong karta hu. Ye mera real incident hai. Main direct kisi se ye baat nahi kar sakta, kyunki samaaj mein sabse zyada maa aur bete ka rishta pavitra maana gaya hai.

Par meri soch shuru se hi alag rahi hai is baare mein. Main aapko apne baare mein bata du pehle. Aaj meri family mein meri maa, daddy, meri 2 behne, main, meri wife, aur meri beti hai. Ye baat aaj se bahut saal pehle ki hai, jab main 1st year mein tha, aur meri badi behan final year mein thi.

Us time bahut garmi thi. Main baahar naha raha tha, to meri badi behan aayi aur mujhse boli-

Behan: Bhai Bindu ke ghar chale?

To maine poocha: Kyun?

Wo boli: Kuch karenge, bahut maza aayega.

Mujhe itna sab nahi pata tha, to main bhi ready ho gaya. Us time 2 baje the din ke, to garmi ki wajah se sab so rahe the. Hame kisi ne nahi dekha to hum Bindu ke ghar chale gaye. Wahan par sirf Bindu tha.

Fir Bindu ne meri behan ko bola: Tu Seema ko bhi bula le.

To meri behan Seema ko bula kar le aayi. Fir Bindu meri behan ko doosre kamre mein le gaya, aur main aur Seema doosre kamre mein aa gaye. Us time mujhe kuch nahi pata tha ki kya karna tha. But main Seema ki gaand mein daal raha tha us time, aur bahut maza aa raha tha.

Kuch time baad meri behan aayi aur boli: Ghar chalte hai.

Fir hum ghar chale gaye, par mere mind mein ye baat baith gayi ki aise bhi kuch karte hai. Iske baad mere aur behan ke beech kabhi is baare mein baat nahi hui. Ab hum dono bade ho gaye the, aur bhai behan ke rishte ke baare mein samajhne lag gaye the.

Par jab jawani aati hai to aadmi ki soch bhi change ho jati hai. Is dauran meri chhoti behan bhi jawan hone lagi thi. Wo kaafi kamzor thi, aur mujhse bahut darti bhi thi. Meri behan ki ek friend thi Anit. Meri uske sath setting ho gayi thi. Hum dono 2 baar kar bhi chuke the. Ek din maine usko bola-

Main: Meri chhoti behan se teri open baat hai.

To usne bola: Haa.

Maine usko bola: Mujhe Rubi ki dilwa de pehle.

To wo bahut hassi.

Fir boli: Main baat karti hu.

Jab usne baat ki to wo mana kar gayi, ki abhi main karne ka risk nahi le sakti, aur bhai mujhse bada hai. 1 saal baad sochungi. Iske baad is baare mein koi baat nahi hui. Main bhi college jaane lag gaya tha. Is dauran badi sister ki marriage ho gayi. Par ek din meri life mein sabse bada change aaya.

Main ghar par tha, to main apne room se doosre room mein gaya. Meri mummy kapde change kar rahi thi, aur wo poori nangi khadi thi. Uske bade-bade boobs poore tanne hue the, aur saari body poori chikni thi. Wo mujhe dekh kar palat gayi, par tab tak main sab dekh chuka tha. Main us time 22 saal ka tha, to main mummy ko dekh kar bahut excited ho gaya.

Fir main mummy ko soch kar muth maarne laga. Mujhe bahut maza aata tha, par maine kabhi mummy par try nahi kiya. Kyunki bahut darr lagta tha. Fir 2 saal baad meri marriage ho gayi, aur main apni wife mein busy ho gaya. Mere paas 1 beta bhi ho gaya, par main net se sex story padne ka aadi ho gaya tha, jisme mujhe maa aur behan ki sex stories bahut achi lagti thi.

Ab main apni biwi ke sath sex karte hue feel karta tha, ki main apni chhoti behan ko chod raha hu. Iske baad meri job lag gayi, aur ghar mein meri izzat badh gayi thi. Sab meri baat maante the, par main mummy ko kuch alag hi nazar se dekhne laga tha.

Wo bhi samajhne lagi thi ki meri soch uske baare galat thi. Par sab aise hi chalta raha. Meri marriage ko ab 14 saal ho gaye the. Ab mummy ki age bhi 55 ho gayi thi. Wo ab thodi aged lagne lagi thi. Ab garmiyon ki holidays ho gayi thi, to meri wife aur beti apne mama ke ghar chali gayi.

Unke jaane ke baad ek din mere mann mein aaya ki baahar ghoomne jana hai. To mummy bhi boli chale jao. Maine yes kar di. Iske baad hum haridwar aur ranikhet ghoom kar aaye, to wapsi mein hamne drink ki. Raat ke 12 baje mummy ne gate open kiya.

Main enter kara, aur fresh hua. Mujhe drink chadi hui thi. Maine mummy ko bola-

Main: Aapka room thanda hai. Main yahin so jau?

To wo boli: Koi baat nahi, so jao.

Main khush ho kar room mein chala gaya. Maa meri neeyat samajh chuki thi. Ab main sone laga, to maine apna hath mummy ke boobs par rakh diya. Boobs bade the, par dheele the. Ab uske paas chala gaya, to wo jaane lagi.

Fir maine use pakad liya to boli: Vicky pagal na ban, main teri maa hu.

Par mera us time bahut bura haal tha, aur ghar par bhi koi nahi tha. Mere dhakka dene se wo bed par aa gayi, aur kuch nahi boli. Ab maine uske boobs pakad liye, aur dabane laga. Boobs bade the, par dheele the. Maa ka shareer bhaari tha, par ab kuch nahi bol rahi thi.

Fir maine apne kapde nikaal diye, aur uske kapde bhi nikaal diye. Kamre mein andhera tha, aur kuch nahi dikh raha tha. Iske baad main uski taangon ke beech mein aa gaya, aur uski taangon ko chauda karke apna lund uski chut par rakha.

Maa ki chut thodi si geeli thi, to maine lund par thoda thook laga kar dhakka maara. Mera saara lund andar chala gaya. Iske baad maine mummy ko chodna start kiya. Waise to wo ro rahi thi, par neeche se dhakke bhi de rahi thi. Poore 10 minute baad main zor-zor ke dhakke maar kar mummy ke andar hi jhad gaya.

Ab wo mujhe door karke neeche chali gayi. Iske baad mujhe bahut guilty feel hua ki maine bahut galat kiya. Par ab sab ho chuka tha. Fir morning mein mummy ne aisa behave kiya, ki jaise raat ko kuch hua hi na ho. Iske baad main kabhi unse nazrein nahi mila saka. Wo aaj bhi mere sath maa jaise hi rehti hai. Par mujhe wo raat ab bhi yaad hai. Isse pehle mujhe kabhi itna maza nahi aaya.

Mami and my cousins were going away to her relatives for the next 15 days.
Mama and I decided to seize the moment and take our relationship to the next level.

Till now, all I was able to do was suck Mama’s cock in the night after Mami was asleep. But now I desperately wanted him to fuck my ass hard. This started when Mama came to know I cross-dressed as a girl while getting fucked by my professor.

I am Kedar. I am 20 years old, 5’2, 64kg. I am a little fleshy on my boobs and thighs. I look more sexy and hot even than most girls after transforming. As well as I have a nice rounded bubble ass and smooth milky white skin. I am living with my Mama Mami for my college studies.

One day, Mama found videos on my phone of me transforming into a full girl. Then sucking and getting fucked by my professor. As I left my hometown, my junior college professor, who was my darling lover, started missing me. We used to have fun every day at his place as he was single.

So when I visited my hometown after 2 months, we went on a little vacation and had full enjoyment. Because I was not going to be there anymore for a really long time, we filmed our love and shared it on the messaging app. When Mama found out this, instead of scolding me, he started trying to impress me.

As Mama Mami had 2 kids, Mami lost all his interest in sex. They hardly had any sex. And whenever they did, it was very cold, emotionless sex. But after watching me treating my lover with all the passion and giving him every possible pleasure, Mama’s feelings also arose.

I understood his grief, and I also started caring and loving him. One such day, the kids and Mami were out. Butt Mama came close to me and hugged me. At first, I gave him a cold hug, but a few seconds passed. I also started feeling warmth in his nature.

So I held his face in my palms and raised my lips to him. As soon as he felt this, he gave me a passionate kiss, and we were immersed in a deep, meaningful smooch. We kissed passionately for about 2 minutes. I started feeling Mama’s heat.

I could feel his tight grip on my waist while we were tongue-playing. His cock got hard and hot like iron. I took his hand from my waist and slid it under my T-shirt. I placed his hand on my breast. He was enjoying it so much. He started squeezing my boob, pinching my nipples and giving me deeper tongue play in my mouth.
His cock had now fully gotten erect. So I put my other hand on his bulge over his trousers and started rubbing his cock. He started to moan softly. I silently broke the kiss, moved my head down and gave a small kiss on his bulge.
He got even hot and pushed his cock into my mouth.

I loved his gestures. I unbuttoned his trousers, slid down his zip, and lowered his trousers and underwear. His thick cock sprung out like a bullet out of a gun.
I took hold of it and started kissing his cock with my lips. Mama couldn’t control me any longer and pushed his cock harder on my lips.

I understood his actions. I opened my mouth, and with my tongue, I started sucking his cock. Mama let out a long moan. I now started taking his cock deeper into my mouth. Half of his cock was in my mouth now, and I was sucking and licking his cock.

I was also playing with his balls. I sucked him like this for about good ten minutes. Mama started giving hard pushes in my mouth. By now, full 6 inches of his cock was in my mouth and hitting my throat.m

Mama held my head with one hand, and with the other hand, he was squeezing my boobs one by one. My t-shirt was lifted to my neck. My milky soft 34-size breasts were throbbing. My nipples were pointing towards the skies.

We were having a hot pleasure with each other when suddenly the main gate of the house made a sound. We had to leave our romance halfway, as it was when Mami and the kids returned. We were both disappointed by this.

After dinner, I was in my room thinking and missing what had happened. So I FaceTimed my professor, and we started having muted sex video calls. He was stroking his cock while watching me. I had completely gotten naked and spread my ass cheeks to show him my asshole.

We had a great time for about a half-hour call, during which I danced and teased him. My ass and boobs and giving him kisses. In the end, I started fingering my ass till he cum. After a while, we kissed each other goodbye and hung up.

But I wasn’t able to sleep thinking about what was unfinished between me and Mama. I was scrolling through telegram. Around 12.30 midnight, I got a message from Mama that read, ” I love you. Are you awake?”

I smiled to myself and replied, ” I love you too. Yes, I am awake and thinking of you.”

Mama: ” I miss you. Mami and the kids are asleep.”

Me: ” I miss you too…”

Mama: “Can I come over?”

I replied with a heart kiss emoji. And I texted, “I am leaving my door unbolted.”
After about 2 minutes, Mama slowly opened the door, and a huge smile and a lot of happiness came on his face.

I was lying on the bed completely naked with my legs crossed, and my cock and balls hid between my thighs. It made my crotch look like a pussy. Mama locked the door, and I welcomed him to bed by spreading my arms.

Mama came and slept on top of me and hugged me tightly. Before wasting any second, we again immersed ourselves in a deep kiss. We were having another passionate kiss. Mama was on top of me, fondling my boobs with one hand and squeezing my ass with the other.

I was dry fucking my man’s pussy over his shorts. After about 5 minutes of passionate kissing, I broke the kiss. I got out from underneath and held Mama’s cock in my hand.

He was not wearing any underwear, so I just slid my hand into his shorts and pulled his hard cock out. Now Mama was lying on his back, I went down on him and started sucking his cock again. I sucked it even more passionately, this time for good 10 minutes while maintaining eye contact.

It was all drenched with my saliva now, so I took out Vaseline from my drawer. I started applying a good amount inside my ass. I also put some on Mama’s cock. He understood what was going to happen and smiled at me.

I got on top of him, placed his cock head on my anal entrance. He was just about to give a push when suddenly, one of my cousins started coughing. Mama instantly pushed me away with his shorts. I also got dressed hurriedly. Once again, our romance was cut short.

I am Ankush (Pseudonym), a 23-year-old aspiring Chartered Accountant, currently preparing for my CA Final exams. As long as I can remember, I have never properly lived with my parents for more than a month. From the 5th standard onwards, I was transferred to a Boarding school in Pune, and for my college, I was able to get admission to SRCC Delhi. So, I shifted there after my 12th board results. And have been currently pursuing my CA articleship from BDO in Delhi.

Recently, after getting 4 months’ leave for my CA Final exams, I came back home to Mumbai to live with my parents. My mom, Kalpana, was joyous of having at least one of her children at home again.

My family shifted to a new home a year back which my older brother bought. Though he has been living in Bangalore for the last 4 years for his work, due to this, my parents have been living here all alone. So, we live on the top floor of the seven-story building in a 1.5 BHK flat.

The majority of the time, I was left all alone at home, as my mom is a nurse, so she had her duties day/night depending on her shifts. My dad is a CA, so during July month, he is hardly home due to work deadlines.

One day, I was studying, mugging some stuff up. It was raining heavily outside, and I, being a classic, was only on shorts enjoying the cool natural breeze of wind.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, I thought it was the garbage man so I took the dustbin and went to open the door. To my surprise, my mom was at the door, and she was drenched in rain from top to bottom. She was wearing a skin-toned kurti, which fitted perfectly to her plump body. It was the first time I noticed her as a woman. She had covered her whole body in dupatta sideways, but it was of no use. I was able to see through her dress and could see her bare body, curves and her breasts peaking outside her bra. I was awestruck seeing this side of my mom.

She asked, “Anu, keep the dustbin outside and bring me a towel first.”

I got my senses back and got her towel from the cupboard. She gave me a clothed bag from her hand. Then she started caressing a towel through her body trying to get herself dry. From her fair face, then to her feather-curved neck to her wide chest, she started wiping herself off. I was gazing at her see-through dress to get a good look at her small, curvy figure. She is 46 years old but doesn’t look more than 40 by looking at her face.

She had a height of 5.4 feet, but her curves perfectly complimented her small height. She had, I guess, a bra size of 36H and a bit of belly upfront.

“Come inside or you’ll get cold.” I grabbed her arm and took her inside. Then I closed the door and she bent down to wipe her legs off on the doorway only. Awkwardly, I got very close to her big round butt. My dick gave a standing ovation to her butt and I got hard-on. I got worried about my boner, but she gave me a towel without turning and went to the bedroom to change.

Then I slipped to the bathroom to get rid of the boner in the meantime. I got my dick out of shorts and started rubbing it imagining my mom’s bare body. Within a few minutes, suddenly, I heard mom opening the bathroom door. “Oh, fuck! I may not have locked it properly when running inside,” I thought.

Luckily, I had my back to the door, and my shorts were on. She screamed, “Anu, close the door at least when peeing!” And she got out immediately closing the door on the way. I just beat my dick off and came hard in less than a minute, and got outside of the bathroom, while my mom was in the kitchen.

I asked her, “How come you are early today, and why are you drenched wet even though you had an umbrella?”

She said, “I have a night shift today so I got off early. And I gave the umbrella to Manish bhaiya (society watchman) as he wanted to go somewhere. I remembered when coming up, I had kept rice to dry in sunlight on the terrace and forgot to take them yesterday so I went on the terrace and got drenched in rain while collecting it.”

“Okay!” I said and went to my room to study and she went to the bathroom to have a shower. I sighed and was relieved that she did not see me masturbating. This was the first encounter that made my mom sexually appealing to me.

A few days passed by, and nothing unusual happened. I was focused on my studies and was enjoying my time at home. But lewd thoughts about mom never left my mind and I started seeing her more sexy day by day.

One night, I was talking with my girlfriend Krati on the phone and telling her I missed her, and how sexually frustrated I was. She said, “It’s just for a few months; right now, you should focus on your studies. And once exams are over. I will give you a treat.” She was always motivating me to be the best version of myself.

We talked for a few minutes and then hung up. I was lying in bed, and lots of thoughts were crossing my mind. The majority of them were lewd. Then I decided to drink water, take a piss and then sleep peacefully for the day.

I went outside my bedroom to the kitchen, drank water, and was on my way to the bathroom. Then I heard some noises coming from my parents’ room. My mom was moaning. I wondered how come I was hearing her. Then I checked and saw their room was left open a bit. I peeped inside. It was dark, but I could see my parent’s figure somehow.

My dad was lying in bed and my mom was humping on his dick up and down. Her nude figure, even in the pitch-black room, was enticing to me, and I immediately got hard on. She had her back on me, but still, I kept low outside the room, trying to control my agitated breath. I got my dick out of my pants and slowly started stroking it.

My mom started moaning slowly, “Ahh…Ahh…Mmmh!” She started humping even faster in cowgirl style. I started hearing my dad’s moans, too; maybe he was close to cumming. Her big buttocks were jiggling as it took my dad’s dick deep inside her pussy. In between humping sessions, she was kissing my dad, rubbing her pussy slowly in a circular manner to tease his dick while still inside her pussy.

Then she got off his dick and started licking it. It was a bit smaller than I expected from my dad. “Yeah, mmh. Kalpana, I am close.” She started sucking cock deep till balls made more lewd sounds.

She spat on his dick and again started humping him in reverse cowgirl style. I could now see her saggy breasts hanging and jiggling as my eyes were getting used to seeing in the dark. Then I started stroking myself even harder and faster. Her left hand was on her breast, cupping it and caressing it. Her other hand was on her clitoris playing with it.

She was arousing from this foreplay and insertion from my dad’s dick. Her moaning was getting louder and louder on each hump. I heard my dad, “Aahh..” as he came inside her pussy.

My mom got off dick to get tissues from the nightstand. She started wiping my dad’s dick with one hand and her pussy with the other. She said, “Ashok, you are not even lasting 10 minutes nowadays.” My dad said, “Let’s sleep; I have to go early tomorrow,” and went to sleep on the side.

My mom was angry at his response. Then she sat on the side of the bed opening her pussy. She spat on her fingers and started playing with her unsatisfied but aroused clitoris from sex with Dad. Then she inserted her two fingers in her hole and rubbed her pussy inside out slowly to satisfy her needs.

I could see her from the side and my dick was really hard. I was stroking even faster, and suddenly, our eyes met. She saw me watching her intimate side and gasped. Then I dashed to my room hoping she might not have seen me.

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Hello Readers, here we are again with the 10 Best Stories of March 2025. So, get your hands on your dicks or fingers in your pussy and get ready for this erotic treat!

1) My Mom Explored Her Fantasies

By: gaurav_d

A Mom expressing and experiencing her wildest fantasies openly to her newfound best friend – Her Son! They shared their secrets and also a few cigarettes!

‘And I kissed her lips. Mom inserted her tongue in my mouth. This was my first kiss of life. We were kissing passionately, intensely, like college couples. I slid my hand on her boobs and pressed them. She moved her hand on my shorts and rubbed my dick.’Read the entire story here.

2) Losing virginity to my south Indian mom

By: saithehotty

Milf porn videos made me lustful for my mom. Then how I started making efforts to have sex with my mom, read in this erotic story.

‘Now I could see her nice boobs going up and down and wanted to touch them and was too afraid to do so. I gathered some courage, and I moved as if I were moving in sleep and kept my hand on her shoulder. She didn’t react, and I slowly moved my hand down towards her right boob.’Read the entire story here.

3) Sex with office colleague Rishi

By: vvvvawesome1

This is my story about my sex experience with Rishi. He is 27 years old, about 10 years younger than me. He seduced me while pretending to go shopping.

‘He came close and kept the tip on my pussy. He pushed it hard, and I shouted. I had never taken so big. He was thrusting me as if I was his wife. After 20 minutes, he was about to cum. I wrapped my legs around him, and he cum inside me. It was a huge load.’Read the entire story here.

4) Mom’s Help for my Erection – Part 1

By: indianincest

I get erections all the time as my glands produce excessive testosterone. My Mom got worried and made sure that I got an orgasm whenever I got an erection.

‘She removed her blouse and petticoat, too. She was wearing panties now. After a few minutes, she was completely naked. She was pressing her boobs. After an hour, I got my orgasm and released my cum on her boobs. Her boobs were completely covered with my cum.’Read the entire story here.

5) Sensual Train Journey – Part 1

By: indra

I got to sleep with my aunt during her visit to our home. Read how I got attracted to her at night and then what happened between us.

‘When I moved my elbow closer to her, I slid it in such a way from her thighs which would have tickled her. She saw everything but did not respond. But I could see her facial expressions changed and she had also touched my foot with her foot.’Read the entire story here.

6) Cheating wife – A stranger’s touch – Part 1

By: genzmaster

Sandhya’s India visit took an unexpected turn when she’s seduced by her 19-year-old driver, Arnav. Discover how he fucked her pussy by the roadside.

‘His kiss was fierce and possessive, taking control of her senses. Sandhya’s body melted into his, her hands tangling in his hair as she surrendered to the passion building between them. Arnav’s hand found her breast, squeezing and kneading it through her blouse, making her whimper into his mouth.’Read the entire story here.

7) My brother – Gift of my life

By: all_we_need_is_sex

My brother is older than me by 8 years, and I owe him a lot. I am also married. But that is not stopping my Bhabhi and me from having a secret affair.

‘Her nails clawed at my back as she moaned my name. But now, my focus has shifted to Anu. She was waiting, and I could feel the heat of anticipation building inside me. I opened the door quietly, slipping inside. Anu was sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed, her skirt riding up just enough to tease.’Read the entire story here.

8) Mom’s slap

By: monsterro

Vishal had always watched his widowed Mom with lust. He knew it was wrong, but he would still ogle at her. Then, one day, everything changed between them.

‘The air grew thick, their bodies slick as they chased release. Vishal buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent—earth, musk, home. She shuddered beneath him, her cry sharp and primal as she came, her walls pulsing around him.’Read the entire story here.

9) New Beginnings With MIL – Part 2

By: mardanamaratha

I started getting intimate with my mother-in-law. Read how I fucked her warm pussy and big ass and had a great fucking session with her.

‘I was instantly aroused by the fact that my wife’s mother got excited by my unintentional ass-tease. I kept on circling my finger around her ass a few times more before I gently partially inserted my middle finger inside her ass. She froze at that moment.’Read the entire story here.

10) Mom, dad and son stuck in car on a rainy day

By: mohitsharma32465

Read how Mom, Dad and son were involved in a threesome because of the rainy weather. They got stuck in a car and eventually filled her holes one by one.

‘And with slow strokes, I started fucking my own Mom in front of my Dad. It was like a dream. I fucked her for good 7-8 minutes, and she wasn’t comfortable in that position anymore. So Dad folded both the front seats, and Mom got into the doggy position.’Read the entire story here.

So, those were the stories you, dear readers, enjoyed the most in March 2025. Read them again, share them & enjoy with others!

Hello readers, this is the unfiltered real incident that went down last month in Rajkot. I’m Faizal, 28, a gym rat and corporate IT drone from Mumbai.

The main lead of the incident? Prachi, 30, a thick, curvy girl with an ass so fat it’d make you wanna drop everything and dive in. We went from total strangers to me fucking her like there’s no tomorrow. Here’s the gritty rundown.

So, me and my brother-in-law Vicky were travelling to Rajkot on March 22nd for some last-second work crap. I snagged sleeper class tickets out of Bandra at 11:55 PM—RAC confirmed, just barely making it. We hopped on, and a couple of hours in, the TC hooked us up with real seats.

I scored the lower berth, and Vicky got the middle—solid setup. Then, around 1:30 AM, Prachi stumbles onto the train, and damn, my jaw hit the floor. She’s rocking this tight kurti and pyjama combo. Her curves were popping, and her ass screaming for attention.

She’s fumbling with her bags, looking all lost, so I step up, play the nice guy, and stash her stuff. We trade quick hellos and some small talk, and she climbs up to the upper berth and crashes. I’m stuck staring at her silhouette all night. That ass was haunting me.

The next morning, 7:30 AM, I’m up and fresh. She’s still sprawled out, teasing me even in her sleep. She finally rolls outta bed, cleans up, and plops down across from me. “Morning, Prachi,” I say, voice low. “Morning, Faizal,” she shoots back, all sultry.

We grab a coffee, and the conversation gets spicy quickly. It starts with basic stuff, her gig in Vapi and her trip to Rajkot for her family. Then, bam, we’re talking sex, bodies, what gets us going. Her eyes light up, her lips part, and I can tell she’s into it. Numbers were swapped before we even hit the station.

We pull into Rajkot, and I’m not letting this chance slip. “Prachi, you got time to hang before you bounce?” I ask straight up. She’s like, “Not much, and Vicky’s here.” I brush it off—“Screw Vicky, I got this.” I told him to handle the work solo—he just grinned, knowing I was about to get it in.

Found a shady hotel near the station and booked a room for three hours of straight-up debauchery. The second we’re inside, she heads for the bathroom to “freshen up.” Nah, I’m not waiting—I kick the door open, grab her by the waist, and pull her in.

She turns, and I’m on her, kissing her hard tongue all in her mouth. She’s wild, clawing at me, spit-swapping like it’s a damn competition. I slide my hands under her kurti and grab her huge tits, squeezing while she moans loud. She’s soaked—I can feel the heat already.

I rip her kurti and pyjama off—bra and a drenched thong is all that’s left, her ass bouncing like a trophy. She tears my shirt and jeans off, drops down, and starts working my dick through my boxers. “Take it off,” I growl, grabbing her hair.

She yanks them down, my cock’s out, and she goes to town—licking, sucking, spitting all over it. She’s sloppy, gagging, drool dripping, and I’m in heaven for a solid 15 minutes. I pull her up, drag her to the bed, and shove her down. “On your back, edge of the bed—I’m fucking your throat,” I tell her.

She’s game, head hanging off, and I slide in deep, hitting the back of her throat. She chokes, spit’s flying, but I keep going, pounding her face while my fingers dig into her wet pussy. She’s a mess, eyes tearing up, but loving it.

I flip her over, ass up, rip those panties off, and bury my face in her—eating her out like I’m sex starved. She’s loud, shaking, her taste all over me, begging for more. I stand up, smack my dick against her, then slam it in—raw, hard, no holding back.

Her pussy’s tight, gripping me. I’m thrusting like a maniac, the room echoing with slaps and her moans. That ass jiggles with every hit. After doggy style for a good 15 minutes, I toss her on her back, missionary style. Hand on her throat, I dive back in, fucking her senseless, biting her lips.

She yells, “Keep going, Faizal!” She cums hard, soaking everything, but I’m not stopping. I pull her up, sit back, and she rides me—tits bouncing, ass slamming down, biting my lips till they’re raw. She’s a beast, and I’m living for it. I feel it coming. “Gonna cum,” I grunt.

She hops off, grabs my dick, jerks me fast, then shoves it in her mouth. I blow—cum hitting her deep throat, splashing her face. She swallows, smirking, but I’m not done. I push her back down, ass up, spit on that insane ass, and smack it till it’s red. She’s yelping, loving it, begging for more.

I spread her open, slam back into her pussy, and go full savage—bed’s shaking, she’s screaming, and I don’t care who hears. I yank her hair, hold her just right, and she’s losing it, cumming again, gushing everywhere. I keep pounding till I’m ready to burst again.

I pull out, flip her over, and she kneels, mouth open. I finish hard—cum all over her face, tits, hair. She’s a wreck, licking it up, grinning like she won. We hit the shower, water barely cutting through the sex haze. Her legs were still wobbly as I grabbed her one last time, promising round two.

I dropped her near her spot, her clothes hiding the marks I had left. Texted her later: “Next time you’re in Mumbai, or I’m near you, that ass is mine again—be ready.” She hits back, “Hell yeah, I’m already dying for it.” She’s hooked, and I’m far from done.

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Hello dosto mera Sunita hai. Meri umar 29 saal hai. Main uttar pradesh ki rehne wali hu. Meri ye kahani ek sidhi sadhi aurat se ek chudakkar aurat banne ki hai. Main ab tak kai lund ki sawari kar chuki hu.

Aur usmein se ek lund incest Rahul ka bhi hai. Jisse main abhi mahina bhar pehle hi mili thi. Mere pati incest Rahul ki kahaniyon ke bahut bade fan hai. Mere pati hi mujhe incest Rahul ki kahaniyaan padke sunate hai.

Abhi mahina bhar pehle hi main aur mere pati incest Rahul se hotel mein mile. Aur waha meri aur Rahul ki chudai mere pati ne hum dono ke samne beth ke dekhi. Aur unhone puri chudai ko dekhkar maza liya.

Magar meri ye kahani Rahul aur meri chudai ki nahi. Balki un kisso ki hai jinhone mujhe ek sidhi sadhi aurat se ek chudakkad aurat bana diya. Mere pati chahte the ki Rahul meri chudai ka harr woh kissa likhe.

Jo ab tak meri zindgi mein hua hai. To aaj main un kisso mein se pehla kissa yaha bata rahi hu. Aur aage bhi halke halke main aapne kisse sunati rahungi. To ab aapko jyada bor naa karte hue sidhe kahani par chalte hai.

Meri shadi ko 3 saal ho chuke hai. Ye kissa meri shadi ke 1 saal baad ka hai. Mere sasural mein mere sasur jeth jethani aur unka 1 beta hai. Woh sare gaon mein rehte hai. Main aur mere pati bhi unse milne mahine mein 1 aadh bar chale jate hai.

shadi hoke mein bhi gaon hi gayi thi. Magar mere pati ka kaam sehar mein hai. Isiliye hum dono sehar mein ek kiraye ke ghar mein rehte hai. Mere pati ek company mein sales ka kaam karte hai. Aur unki kamai kafi aachi khasi hai.

Main ek housewife hu. Aur sara din ghar par hi rehti hu. Mere pati woh pehle insan nahi nahi hai. Jinse maine chudai ka sukh liya hai. shadi se pehle bhi main 3 logo se chudai ka bharpur maza le chuki hu.

Magar shadi ke baad maine kabhi aapne pati ko dhoka nahi diya. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi ki bahut hi jald mere pati mujhe ek gherlu aurat se ek chudakkad aurat banane wale the.

Waise to main dikhne mein shuru se aachi thi. Isiliye shadi se pehle bhi mere peeche kai ladke pade rehte the. Magar shadi ke kuch hi mahino ke baad mera badan mein aur jyada nikhar aa gaya.

Main ek ladki se bhabhi mein badal gayi. Mera figure 36D-32-40 hai. Figure sunke aap samajh hi gaye honge ki log mujhe kaise dekhte honge. Ismein se kuch mehnat shadi se pehle ki hai.

Aur baaki sari mehnat mere pati ki hai. Jo woh harr raat karte hai. Main aapne pati se puri tarah santusht hu. Jab mere pati mujhe dekhne aaye the. Tabhi woh mujhe pasand aa gaye the.

Aur baaki jo kami thi woh suhaagraat wale din aapne pati ka lund dekhkar puri ho gayi. Mere pati ka lund 6-inch ka hai. Aur uski motai kafi aachi hai. Woh meri chudai mein aache se tasalli kara dete hai. Magar ye mann hamesha aur chahta hai.

Bhale hi shadi ke baad maine sapne pati ko kabhi dhokha nahi diya. Magar jab bhi main akeli hoti. To main aapne purane yaaro aur un logo ke bare mein sochti rehti thi. Jo mujhe khaa jaane wali nazro se dekhte hai.

Main jab bhi bahar saman lene ya aapne pati ke sath jati hu. To log mujhe khaa jane wali nazaro se dekhte hai. Aur ye sab bhi mere pati ki wajah se hai. Shadi ke baad se hi main hamesha saree hi pehanti hu.

Mere pati hamesha meri saree nabhi ke neeche pehnne ko kehte hai. Jisse logo ki nazar mere chikne pet aur gehri nabhi par rahe. Aur aapne pati ke kehne par main bhi saree nabhi se neeche pehnne lagi.

Jisse mera pet pura khula hua dikhta hai. Aur meri gehri nabhi dekhkar log aapne honton par jeebh ferne lagte hai. Mere pati ko logo ko jalane mein maza aata hai. Aur jab bhi woh logo ko mujhe ghurte dekhte hai.

To mere pati aur aachi tarah meri tasalli karate hai. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi ki mere pati mujhe chudakkad banane ki tayari kar rahe the. Main aapne pati se bahut pyaar karti hu.

Isiliye main unki harr baat manti hu. Mere pati bhi mujhse bahut pyaar karte hai. Isiliye suhaagraat wale din meri sachayi jaan kar bhi unhone kuch nahi kaha. Suhaagraat wale din jab mere pati ne meri chut ko dekha.

To use dekhkar woh ye to samajh gaye ki main pehle bhi chudai ka maza le chuki hu. Magar unhe isse koi farak nahi pada. Aur unhone mujhe aapne dil se apna liya. Aur us raat aapne pati ki chudai dekhkar.

Main bhi ye samajh gayi thi ki mere pati bhi shadi se pehle kai aurto ki chudai kar chuke hai. Kyuki us raat jis tarah mere pati ne meri tasalli karayi thi. Aise tasalli wahi kara sakta hai. Jo sach mein chudai karna janta hai.

Fir waqt nikalta raha. Mere aur mere pati ke beech pyaar aur bharosa puri tarah ban gaya. Jab hamare beech pyaar aur bharosa puri tarah ban gaya. Tab ek din mere pati aur maine drink karke ek dusre ko shadi se pehle ki hui chudai ke bare mein bata diya.

Mere pati ne bataya ki shadi se pehle woh 2 ladkiyon ko chod chuke hai. Maine bhi unhe bata diya ki shadi se pehle mera bhi ek boyfriend tha. Jisse maine chudai ki thi. Hum dono hi ek dusre se pura sach nahi bol rahe the.

Kyuki kahi naa kahi hum dono ko abhi bhi thoda darr tha. Aur jab maine aapne pati ko aapne boyfriend ki chudai ke bare mein bataya. To use sun ke mere pati kuch jyada hi garam ho gaye.

Fir us din unhone meri aur jyada aache se chudai kari. Us din ke bad se main aur mere pati ek dost ki tarah ho gaye. Ab hum dono harr hafte beer peene lage. Aur naye naye roleplay bhi karne lage.

Jismein hum dono ko bahut maza aata tha. Raat hote hi hum dono nange ho jate the. Aur ek dusre ki baaho mein chudai wali videos dekhte the. Aur videos dekhkar chudai ka bharpur maza lete the.

Magar abhi kuch time se mere pati mujhe cuckold wali videos jyada dikhane lage. Jismein ek biwi aapne pati ke samne kisi aur se chudai karwati hai. Aur pati puri chudai dekhkar maze leta hai.

Jab mere pati bar bar mujhe cuckold wali videos dikhane lage. To mujhe thoda bahut andaza ho gaya tha ki mere pati ke dimag mein kuch chal raha tha. Jise main mehsus kar sakti thi.

Kyuki chudai to maine bhi kam nahi karwai thi ki main itna bhi naa samajh pau ki mere pati kya chahte hai. Fir woh din aaya. Jis din mere pati ne khud mujhe bol diya.

Us din hum dono piye hue the. Main nangi hoke aapne pati ke bagal mein leti hui thi. Aur leti leti aapne pati ka lund sehla rahi thi. Mere pati meri chut sehlate hue cuckold wali video dekh rahe the. Tabhi woh bole.

Mere pati – Babu ye cuckold wali video aachi lagti hai tumhe.

Main – Ha theek hi lagti hai. Magar tum aisa kyu puch rahe ho?

Mere pati – Bas kuch waqt se main tumse kuch kehna chahta tha.

Main – To kaho naa kya kehna hai? Aap itna kyu soch rahe ho?

Mere pati – Babu tum gussa to nahi hogi naa.

Main – Gussa kyu hogi? Aise konsi baat hai.

Mere pati – Mujhe lagta hai tum ye baat sunke gussa ho jaogi.

Main – Babu jab hum dono ek dusre ko aapni chudai ke bare bata sakte hai. To aise kya baat hai? Jise kehne se aap darr rahe ho. Jo bhi kehna hai. Aap khul ke bol do. Main naraj nahi hogi.

Us din main kafi beer pe chuki thi. Tab main ye nahi janti thi ki mere pati kya kehne wale hai? Fir woh bole.

Mere pati – Babu ye cuckold video ki tarah main bhi aapko kisi aur se chudwate hue dekhna chahta hu.

Jaise ye baat mere pati ne kahi. Mera aadha nasha to wahi utaar gaya. Main turant uth ke beth gayi. Aur chaunkte hue boli.

Main – Ye kya keh rahe ho aap? Aapka dimag kharab ho gaya hai babu?

Mere pati – Isiliye main ye baat kehne mein darr raha tha. Kyuki main janta tha. Aap naraj ho jaoge.

Main – Ye baat naraj hone wali hi hai. Aap mujhe kisi aur se chudwana chahta ho. Main ye baat sunke naraj bhi naa ho.

Mere pati – Babu pehle meri puri baat sun lo. Uske baad kuch kehna. Pehle mere pass betho.

Aapne pati ki baat sunke main unke bagal mein beth gayi. Fir meri jangh ko sehlate hue mere pati bole.

Mere pati – Babu hamari shadi ko dedh saal ho gaya hai. Aur hum dono ek dusre ko bahut pyaar karte hai. Magar aage chal ke hamari zindgi boring naa ho jaye. Isiliye main bas aapni zindgi mein kuch naya karna chahta hu. Jisse hamre beech pyaar hamesha bane rahe.

Main – Magar babu main tumhare sath puri tarah khus hu. Aur tumare is lund se puri tarah santusht hu. To fir is sab ki kya jarurat hai.

Mere pati – Babu main janta hu. Hum dono ek dusre ke sath khus hai. Magar hum dono ye sirf aapne maze ke liye kar rahe hai. Aur shadi se pehle bhi to humne chudai ka maza liya hai.

Main – Magar woh shadi se pehle tha babu. shadi ke baad maine aisa kabhi nahi socha.

Mere pati – Babu janti ho. Main tumhe saree nabhi se neeche bandhne ko kyu kehta hu? Kyuki jab bhi tumhe koi ghurta hai. Aur tumhe dekh kar aapna lund masalta hai. To use aisa karte dekh mera lund aur jyada khada ho jata hai.

Aur tab tumhe chodne mein aur bhi jyada maza aata hai. Ye dekho tumhe kisi aur mard ke sath sirf sochne bhar se mera lund kitna tight ho gaya hai.

Aapne pati ki baat sunke maine unka lund pakad liya. Aur wakai unka lund pehle ke muqable jyada tight tha. Main aapne pati ka lund pakad ke sehlane lagi. Fir woh bole.

Mere pati – Babu main chahta hu ki tum pehle ki tarah aapni zindgi khul ke jiyo. Jaise tum shadi se pehle jeeti thi. Aur 1 nahi balki kai lund se chudwa ke maze leti thi.

Aapne pati ke muh se kai lund wali baat sunke main chock gayi. Aur boli.

Main – Ye aap kya keh rahe hai?

Mere pati – Main janta hu babu. Tum us din jhoot bol rahi thi. Tumne 1 se nahi balki aur logo se bhi chudai karayi hai. Magar main us waqt kuch kehna nahi chahta tha. Isiliye chup raha.

Aapne pati ki baat sunke main samajh gayi ki woh mere bare mein jante hai. Magar fir bhi unhone mujhe aaj tak kuch nahi kaha.

Main – Aur aapko is baat se koi dikkat nahi hai ki maine aur logo se bhi chudai karwayi hai.

Mere pati – Babu agar dikkat hoti. To suhaag raat wale din tumhari chut dekhkar mera mood kharab ho jata. Waise sach sach batao kitno se chudai karwayi hai.

Main – 3 se.

Mere pati – Babu agar 3 ki jagah 7 bhi hote. To bhi mujhe koi farak nahi padta. Kyuki zindgi ek hi bar milti hai. Ise khul ke jeena chahiye. Aur kuch naya karne se hamari sex life aur jyada aachi ho jayegi. Aur hum dono bhi khul ke maze kar payenge.

Mere pati ka kehna sahi tha. Kyuki har dopher main bhi kisi aur lund ke bare mein soch rahi hoti thi.

Mere pati – Waise babu jab log tumhe dekhkar aapna lund masalte hai. To unhe lund masslte hue dekhkar maza to tumhe bhi aata hai naa.

Aapne pati ki baat sunke main hasne lagi. Tabhi mere pati ne aapni 2 ungliyaan meri chut mein daal di. Aur aapne pati ki baato se meri chut geeli ho chuki thi. Tabhi mere pati bole.

Mere pati – Babu tumhari chut to sirf baato se hi pani pani ho rahi hai. Socho jab ismein koi dusra lund jayega. To tumhe kitna maza aayega. Waise koi hai kya jiska lund tum lena chahti ho?

Main – Nahi nahi koi nahi hai babu. Main to iske bare mein sochti tak nahi hu. Haa log mujhe dekhte jarur hai. Magar mujhe sirf aapse matlab hai.

Mere pati – Main janta hu babu. Itna bharosa to mujhe bhi hai. Waise maine ek lund dhunda hai tumhare liye.

Aapne pati ki baat sunke main chock gayi. Aur turant bol padi.

Main – kya? Aapne mere liye lund dhund bhi liya. Isiliye itne waqt se aap mujhe ye cuckold wali video dikha rahe the.

Mere pati – Ha babu, main chahta tha ki tum bhi is chudai ka maza lo. Main tumhe chudwata hua dekhkar maza lu.

Main – Ha shak to mujhe bhi hua tha. Waise kon hai woh.

Mere pati – Kishori uncle.

Aapne pati ke muh se ye naam sunke main hairan ho gayi Kishori uncle mere pati ke sath gaadi chalane ka kaam karte hai. Jis jis saman ka order mere pati dukaano par lene jate hai. Woh saman Kishori uncle ke tempo mein jata hai.

Main – Kishori uncle, aapka dimag kharab ho gaya hai kya? Unki umar dekhi hai aapne.

Kishori uncle ki umar 40-42 saal hai. Sharir bhara hua hai. Sir ke aadhe baal udh chuke hai. Magar gaadi mucho ke sath theek thaak dikhte hai. Jaise jayadatar driver hote hai.

Mere pati – Janta hu babu 40-42 saal ke hai. Magar jo maine dekha hai. Woh tumne nahi dekha hai.

Main – Aisa kya dekh liya aapne.

Mere pati – Babu abhi mahina bhar pehle main aur Kishori uncle kuch saman ki delivery karne gaye the. Tab main dukaan wale se baat kar raha tha. Aur Kishori uncle tempo mein bethe hue the.

Magar jab main dukaan wale se baat karke tempo ke pass aaya. To maine dekha Kishori uncle mobile mein tumhari reels aur photo dekhe rahe the. Aur aapne lund ko pent ke upar se masal rahe the.

Uncle ko aisa karta dekhkar. Main samajh gaya ki woh tumhe chodna chahta hai. Aur jab woh hamari anniversary ki party mein aaye the. Tab bhi to woh tumhe hi dekhe ja rahe the.

Mere pati sahi keh rahe the. Anniversary ki party mein Kishori uncle mujhe hi dekhe ja rahe the. Maine bhi unhe khud ko ghurte kai bar dekha hai. Yaha tak ki kabhi kabhi woh jab mere pati ke sath ghar aate hai. Tab bhi unki nazar mere badan par hi hoti hai.

Mere pati – Waise sach kahu babu Kishori uncle ko aapna lund masalte hue dekhkar. Mujhe jara si bhi bura nahi laga. Unhe dekhkar to main sochne laga ki jab woh tumhe chodenge. To tumhe kitna maza aayega.

Main – Iska matlab aap ye sab shuru se karna chahte the.

Mere pati – Ha babu main hamesha se chahta tha. Meri biwi bilkul tumhari tarah ho. Jo khul ke chudai ka maza leti ho. Jaise tum mere sath leti ho. Fir chahe woh kisi paraye mard se bhi chudwaye. Tab bhi mujhe koi dikkat naa ho.

Harr dopher main bhi dusre mardo ke bare mein sochti thi. Aur aaj mere pati khud mujhe kisi aur se chudwana chahte the. Aapne pati ki baate sun sun ke main ander tak geeli ho gayi thi. Tabhi mere pati bole.

Mere pati – Batao babu kya tum Kishori uncle se chudwana chahogi?

Main – Kishori uncle ko baad mein dekhnege babu. Abhi to mujhe sirf tumhara lund aapni chut mein chahiye.

Aapni baat bolte hi maine aapne pati ko aapne upar kheech liya. Fir unhone aapna lund meri chut mein daal diya. Fir woh dhakke lagane lage. Main bhi neeche se kamar utha utha ke aapne pati ka sath dene lagi. Tabhi mere pati bole.

Mere pati – Kya baat hai babu? Sirf Kishori uncle ke bare mein baat karke tumhara ye haal hai. Socho jab tum unse chudwaogi. Tab tumhe kitna maza aayega. Bolo babu logi Kishori uncle ka lund aapni chut mein.

Main – Aahhh ummm mmmm haa lungi Kishori uncle lund aapni chut mein, unse bhi aise hi chudwaungi. Aur tej babu aur tej.

Aapne ander ki garmi mein main puri tarah pagal ho gayi thi. Aur josh josh mein maine bhi haa bol diya tha. Waise bhi mere pati bhi yahi chahte the. Main unse bahut pyaar karti thi. Isiliye maine bhi haa bol diya.

Meri haa sunne ke baad mere pati ka josh aur jyada badh gaya. Woh bina ruke dhakke lagaye ja rahe the. Aapne pati ke ander aisa josh maine aaj tak nahi dekha tha. Mere pati ne chod chod ke meri aache se tasalli kara di.

Fir kuch der baad woh bhi farik ho gaye. Hum dono pasine pasine hoke haaf rahe the. Tabhi mere pati bole.

Mere pati – Babu sach sach batao. Kya tum Kishori uncle se chudwana chahogi?

Main – Kya aapko mere aisa karne se koi aitraaj nahi hoga?

Mere pati – Nahi babu bilkul nahi, balki tumhe Kishori uncle ke sath chudwate dekhkar. Mujhe sabse jyada aacha lagega.

Main – Agar aapko koi aitraaj nahi hai. To mujhe bhi koi dikkat nahi hai. Bas thoda ajeeb lag raha hai. Unki umar itni jyada hai. Maine aaj tak unhe is nazar se nahi dekha.

Mere pati – Babu sirf umar jyada hai. Magar tumne abhi unka lund nahi dekha hai.

Main – Bahut bada hai kya babu?

Mere pati – Ha babu mujhse bhi bada hai. Kam se kam 7 inch ka hoga. Kai bar maine toilet karte hue dekha hai. Tumhe maza aayega unse chudai karwa ke, Waise ab tum bhi Kishori uncle se chudai ke liye maan gayi ho. To kya kal main unhe ghar bula lu?

Main – Kal, kya tumne Kishori uncle se pehle hi ye sab baat kar li hai?

Mere pati – Nahi nahi babu unhe to kuch pata tak nahi hai. Ye sab to unke liye bhi ek dum naya hoga. Tumhari haa sunkar to unki bhi halat kharab hone wali hai.

Main – Magar fir aap mujhe aur Kishori uncle ko chudai karte kaise dekhoge.

Fir meri baat sunke mere pati ne mujhe sab bata diya ki mujhe kya kya karna hai? Aur aapne pati ki baate sunke main puri tarah hill gayi. Mere pati kafi waqt se ye sab soch ke bethe the.

Aur aaj meri haa ne unki soch ko sachyai mein badal diya tha. Tabhi main boli.

Main – Babu aap ye sab kafi pehle se soche bethe the. Tabhi is beech aap Kishori uncle ko bar bar ghar behjte the.

Mere pati – Ha babu taaki tumhe dekh dekh ke Kishori uncle tumhe chodne ke liye puri tarah pagal ho jaye.

Abhi kuch dino mein mere pati bar bar kisi na kisi kaam ke liye Kishori uncle ko ghar bhej dete the. Aur jab bhi woh ghar aate the. To unki nazar mere badan par hi ghumti rehti thi. Dikhayi to mujhe bhi dekhta tha.

Magar main unhe smile karke ye sab undekha kar deti thi. Magar ab samjh mein aa raha tha ki ye sab kyu ho raha tha. Aapne pati se thodi der baat karke main aur mere pati fir se chudai mein lag gaye. Fir chudai karke hum dono nange hi so gaye.

Fir subha uth ke main kaam mein lag gayi. Magar mere dimag mein bar bar raat mein kahi gayi aapne pati ki baate hi ghum rahi thi ki mere pati ne mujhe Kishori uncle se chudwana chahte hai.

Mujhe yakin nahi ho raha tha ki mere pati ne ye sab baate mujse keh di thi. Maine bhi chudai karwate hue unhe haa bol diya. Mere aur mere pati ke beech sab kuch khula hua hai. Aur hum dono dosto ki tarah rehte hai.

Shayad isiliye bhi mere pati ko mujhse ye sab kehne mein jyada darr nahi laga. Aapne pati ki baate yaad kar kar ke mujhe sirf Kishori uncle ke lund ka khayal aa raha tha. Main bar bar yahi soch rahi thi.

Ki aaj main aapne pati ke samne kisi aur ka lund aapni chut mein lene wali hu.Ye khayal mujhe ander se garam kar raha tha. Aur meri chut subha subha geeli hone shuru ho gayi thi. Ghar ka kaam karke main aapne pati ke liye nasta banane lagi.

Magar tab bhi main Kishori uncle ke bare mein soch rahi thi. Tabhi mere pati ne mujhe peeche se pakad liya. Mere dudh ko dabate hue meri peeth ko chumne lage. Fir woh bole.

Mere pati – Kya baat hai babu? Tum kaha khoyi hui ho?

Main – Kahi nahi bas aise hi kuch soch rahi thi.

Mere pati – Kishori uncle ke bare mein soch rahi thi naa.

Main – Aapko kaise pata chala.

Mere pati – Babu jab bhi koi insan aisa kuch karne ki sochta hai. To aisa karne se pehle bar bar ye khayal uske dimag mein aata hai. Magar ek bar aisa karne ke baad sab sahi ho jata hai. Aur waise bhi tum to pehle bhi chudai ke maze le chuki ho.

Main – Ha maze to kiye hai. Magar aapne pati ke hote hue kisi aur se chudwane mein farak hai.

Meri baat sunke mere pati ne meri nighty upar kar di. Aur turant meri chut ko sehlane lage. Jo pehle se geeli thi. Meri geeli chut ko sehlate hue mere pati bole.

Mere pati – Babu ye jo tumhari chut itni geeli ho rahi hai naa. Ye meri wajah se nahi hai. Balki Kishori uncle ki wajah se hai. Jinke bare mein tum bar bar soch rahi ho. Waise bhi babu hamari shadi ko kafi time ho gaya hai. Kuch naya karne ka mann to hota hai naa.

Mere pati bilkul theek keh rahe the. Jis kisi ladki ne shadi se pehle chudai ke maza liya hota hai. Uske liye sirf ek lund se gujara karna thoda muskil hota hai. Bhale hi woh laaj sharam ki wajah se kuch naa kare.

Magar kisi aur ka lund lene ka mann to harr aurat ka hota hi hai. Aapne pati ki baat sunke main ghum ke khadi ho gayi. Aur turant aapne pati ke honton ko chusne lagi. Mere pati bhi mera sath dene lage.

Aapne pati ke honton ko chuste hue main unki pent kholne lagi. Magar tabhi mere pati ne mera hath pakad liya. Aur bole.

Mere pati – Nahi babu abhi nahi, main chahta hu. Tum aapni ye garmi Kishori uncle ke liye bacha ke rakho. Taaki aaj raat tum puri tarah besharam hoke unse aapni garmi shaant karwao.

Aapni baat bolke mere pati ne mera hath aapne lund se hata diya. Aur aapne pati ki marzi se ab main bhi Kishori uncle se chudwane ke liye puri tarah tayar ho gayi thi.

Namaskar friends, mera naam Avinash hai. Meri age 19 saal hai. Main mere maa-papa ke sath Agra mein rehta hu. Ye kahani main aapko khud ki suna raha hu.

Baat kuch 6 maheene pehle ki hai. Mere 19 saal ke hone ke theek 7-8 din ke baad ki baat hai. Din shanichar ka tha. Main apni physics ki tuition class laga ke ghar wapas lauta tha. Ghar mein andar aane par maine dekha papa ghar pe the, aur laga jaise maa-papa ki kisi gambhir mudde pe charcha ho rahi thi.

Wo dono hall mein tv ke aage sofa pe baite hue dheemi awaaz mein baatein kar rahe the, aur beech mein muskura bhi rahe the. Magar main unki baatein sun nahi paaya tha. Maine maa se dinner dene ko kaha, kyunki mujhe bhookh lagi thi.

Time 8:30 hua tha, aur papa ki aadat thi ki wo 8 baje khaana khaa lete the, aur unki evening walk ke liye kuch 30 minute ghoomne jaya karte the. Isliye maa ne mere liye khaana parosa, aur tabhi papa ne maa se bhi khaana mere sath mein hi khaane ko kaha. Unhone kaha uske baad walk pe chalenge.

Fir hum dono sath mein khaane baith gaye. Maa ne ek hi thaali rakhi aur kaha-

Maa: Hum isi mein khaa lete hai. Aaj tujhe main khila deti hu apne hath se.

Fir khilaate hue maa ne mujhe apni physique aur body ka dhyan rakhne ka sujhav diya, aur kaha ki main gym join karke ache se exercise karu, aur body ko fit karu taaki meri shaadi wo achi aur sundar ladki se kara sake.

Par maine maa se kaha: Mom ye sab padhayi ke beech kar paana bahut mushkil hai. Kyunki mere exams aane waale hai.

Ispe maa ne kaha ki wo mujhe guide karengi aur mujhe bas unko follow karna tha. Yahin sab baaton mein hamne khaana khaa liya, aur khilaane ke baad maa ne apni saree ke pallu se mera muh bhi saaf kara. Ye sab mere liye kuch nayi baat nahi thi, kyunki ghar ka ek-lauta ladka hone ke kaaran mujhe ye attention bachpan se hi milti aayi hai.

Khaana khaa kar main apne room mein wapas chala aaya, aur apna homework karne laga. Tabhi papa mere room pe aa gaye, aur unhone mujhe unke bedroom jaane ke liye kaha.

Fir unhone kaha ki mujhe agle teen din maa ke sath mein unke kamre mein hi sona padega, aur papa mere kamre pe rukenge. Mujhe pehle laga ki maa papa ki koi ann-bann hui thi. Ya wo dono mere sath kuch mazaak kar rahe the. Ya fir unhone mere liye kuch surprise plan kiya hoga.

Kyunki maa papa hamesha hi apne kamre ke alawa kahin nahi soya karte the. Aur maine ab tak ki apni poori life mein kabhi bhi unko ek-doosre se ladte jhagadte ya alag kamro mein sote hue nahi dekha tha. Main kuch samajh nahi paa raha tha, aur ye confusion mere chehre par saaf nazar aa raha tha.

Tabhi maine chaahte na chaahte papa se iski wajah poochi ki kyun wo mere kamre mein sona chaahte the, aur mujhe unke kamre mein sone ka keh rahe the. Tab papa ne apne volet ko pocket se nikala, aur usme rakhi hui ek chhoti si tasveer, jo ki meri dadi ki thi, nikali. Fir wo tasveer mujhe dikhayi aur kaha-

Papa: Aaj se kuch varsh pehle aisi hi ek raat thi, jab mere pita ji ne bhi mujhe kamre mein unki jagah sone bheja tha. Aur ye pratha to sadiyon se hamare khandaan mein chali aa rahi hai, ki jab ladka 19 varsh ki aayu ko prapt kar leta hai, to use uska pita uski yuva awastha mein jaane ka bodh karata hai.

Papa: Wo use apni patni ke sath yani ki us yuva ki maa ke sath sone ka awsar pradaan kar uski yuva akankshao mein ummast aur utsaah bharne ka karya niyojit karta hai. Jiske naa karne par us pariwar ka patan aur pita ke swasthya aur aayu par iska bura prabhaav hota tha.

Papa ki ye baatein sun kar meri to sitti-bitti gul ho gayi thi. Isse pehle ki main kuch kehta, papa ne mera hath pakda aur kaha ki-

Papa: Abhi tujhe ye sab batane mein mujhe sankoch to lag raha hai. Par is pratha ka acharan karna mere swasthya aur aayu ke liye bahut aavashyak bhi hai. Main aasha karta hu tu meri baat ka maan rakhega, aur ise poora karne mein hamara sath nibhayega.

Ab mujhe ye samajh aa chuka tha ki mujhe mere papa ki deerghayu aur swasthya ke liye maa ke sath sambhog kriya karni thi. Par ispe maa ka reaction aur interest kitna hoga ye mujhe nahi pata tha.

Maine mere hath par rakh ke mere papa ke hath ko thaam liya, aur keh diya: Papa agar baat aapke swasthya aur aayu ki hai, to main taiyaar hu. Par maa se ye sab kaise hoga?

Tabhi papa ne mere kandhe pe apna hath rakha aur khushi ke maare zor se dabane lage.

Fir unhone kaha: Maine Nidhi se baat ki hai, aur shayad dadi maa ne bhi use sab kuch samjhaya hua hai ki kya aur kaise karna hai. Use ye sab pehle se pata hai, aur is din ke liye wo pehle hi se taiyaar hai. Kyunki sawaal uske suhaag ki lambi umar ka hai.

Papa: Aur beta, yahi pratha aage tujhe bhi manani hai apni aayu aur swasthya ke liye. Aur patni log apne pati ke liye ye sab sadiyon se karti aayi hai. Tu chinta mat kar, bas kamre mein jaa, aur agle 3 din ke liye tujhe bas is pratha ka paalan karna hoga.

Ab papa ne mera hath pakda, aur apne kamre mein le aaye, jahan maa apne pallu ka goonghat kiye bistar ke ek kone par baithi hui thi. Papa mujhe bistar ke paas hi seedha le aaye, aur maa ke saamne mujhe khada kiya.

Fir wo bole: Beta apni maa ka sambhog grahan karo, aur sukh prapti ke baad meri deerghayu aur swasthya ke liye prarthna karna dono.

Ye keh kar wo darwaza band karke wahan se chale gaye. Ab mera dhyan maa ki aur gaya, to maa aise hi ghoonghat kiye baithi hui thi. Fir unhone apni saree ke pallu se hath baahar nikala, aur mera hath pakad liya. Fir mujhe apne paas bitha liya, aur kehne lagi-

Maa: Abhi tujhe ye sab ajeeb lag raha hoga, par beta aastha, vishwas, aur pratha bahut jatil aur gehri cheezein hai. Tu abhi itna bada nahi hua ki sab samajh paye. Par tere papa ke liye hamara ye karna bahut zaroori hai. Tu apne papa ke liye isme mera sath de.

Ye sab ke chalte mera rom-rom kaam se, aur mann kalpanao se bhar chuka tha. Aur apni maa ke muh se aisi baatein sunne ke baad main jhatpata gaya ki kaise main kuch karu. Tabhi maa ne table pe rakhe dudh ke glass ko uthaya, aur mujhe apne hath se pilane lagi.

Fir wo aadha glass mujhe de di aur kaha: Tu bahut doodh pee liya hai, aur aage bhi pilaungi. Aaj teri baari hai maa ko doodh pilane ki.

Maine glass pakda, aur maa ka apni saree ke pallu se kiya hua ghoonghat utara. Fir mera aadha piya hua dudh ka glass unke hontho se lagaya, to wo bhi peene lagi. Tabhi mere mann mein thodi se shararat jaagi, to maine dudh pilaate hue glass ko zyada upar kar diya. Taaki wo unke kapdon pe gir jaye. Aise hi maine dudh unke blouse pe achanak se gira diya, jisse unka blouse kaafi bheeg gaya.

Fir maa achanak se uthi, aur kaha: Avi kya kar raha hai? Tujhe pilaane ko kaha tha, tu to mujhe dudh se nehla raha hi.

Ye keh kar maa apni jagah se uthi, aur saaf karne dressing table ke mirror ke aage khadi ho gayi. Maa ne pallu neeche chhodh diya aur apne blouse ko upar se saaf karne lagi. Fir wo apne blouse ke andar ke samaan ko yani apne stanno ko upar-neeche adjust karne lagi.

Main wahin bed pe baithe-baithe ye sab dekh raha tha. Ye nazara meri aankhon ne kabhi dekha nahi tha. Meri to zuban tham si gayi, aur aankhen palak jhapkaye bagair ghoore jaa rahi thi taktaki lagaye hue. Mere andar ka mard ab jaag chuka tha.

Ab mere saamne khadi meri maa sirf ek aurat thi. Jo drishya meri aankhen dekh rahi thi, wo ek 45 saal ki mahila ka tha. Uska bhara gadraya badan tha, uska kad 5’6″ tha, uska gora rang, lambi-lambi sundar baahen, kaale ghane lambe baal, aur ubhre hue kulhe the.

Blue saree mein lipta ek mahila ka bharpoor badan, aur maroon color ke blouse ke andar dhake hue bade-bade gol mote 44D size ke stann. Ye sab dekhte-dekhte mera aakarshan ab maa ki aur badhne laga tha. Main apni jagah se uth ke maa ki aur gaya. Unki zameen par giri hui saree jo bed se dressing tak faili hui thi, mujhe raasta bata rahi thi. Uspe chal ke main ab maa ke paas pahunch gaya.

Maa abhi bhi apne blouse ko sahi karne mein uljhi hui thi, ki maine unko dono kandho se pakad ke apni aur ghumaya, aur unhe gale laga liya, aur sorry bol diya. Fir maine bata diya-

Main: Maa maine aapko dudh pilaate hue jaan-boojh ke aapke blouse pe dudh gira diya tha. Aap mujhe maaf kar do.

Maa ne bhi mujhe gale laga ke khoob sehlaya aur kaha: Mujhe ye pata hai. Lekin aaj tumhe sab maaf hai.

Tab maine maa se kaha: Aap bahut sundar ho. Aur aapke stann hamesha se mujhe aakarshit karte hai. Mujhe inhe dekhne ki aur chhoone ki hamesha se iccha hoti hai.

Ye sun kar maa ne mujhe chhodha aur mere dono hatho ko lekar apne dono bade-bade tarbooz jaise stanno pe rakh diya. Fir wo mujhe dekh muskurane lagi. Maine kabhi kisi ke stann ka sparsh nahi kiya tha. Aaj ye mera ek aurat ke stann chhoone ka pehla avsar tha. Mujhe maa ke dono stann bahut hi mulayam lag rahe the, par size mein behad bade the.

Main thodi der unke stann aise hi sehlata raha, aur unko apne dono hatho mein semetne ki koshish kar raha tha. Par dono bahut bade the, aur hatho mein nahi aa rahe the. Fir maine dono ko ek sath dabana shuru kiya, khoob sehlaya, aur mere aisa karne pe maa bhi enjoy kar rahi thi.

Tabhi maa ne baaki thodi si lapeti hui saree bhi utaar di, aur kehne lagi: Saree se to azaad ho gayi main. Ab inhe bhi blouse se azaad kar dete hai. Kitni der aise ye ghutan mein rahenge dono?

Ye sun kar main bahut uttejana se bhar gaya. Maine to maa ke stann kayi baar kalpanaon mein bas soche the. Par aaj pehli baar dekhne ka mauka milne wala tha. Maine sir hilate hue kaha-

Main: Haa maa aap ye utaar do.

Jise sun kar maa boli: Ab to tu hi ise utaarega. Ye sab to tujhe ek mard banayega. Chal ab ek-ek karke sare hook khol de, aur mere chucho ko is blouse ki qaid se azaadi dede. Maine maa ke baat maani aur ek-ek karke hook open kar diye. Jaise hi maine last hook open kiya, to maa ne blouse ko dono aur se khola tha, to dono stann jo blouse mein fasse aur dabe-dabe hue the, ek-dum se uchal ke baahar nikal pade aur latakne lage.

Maa ne shayad sharam ke kaaran mujhe fir se apne gale laga liya, aur bahut der tak isi avastha mein hum dono ek-doosre ko alag-alag jagah par sehlate aur chhoote rahe. Kabhi main maa ki peeth par mere hatho ko ferta, to kabhi gale par. Kabhi unki gaand ke kulhon ko zor se kass kar pakad leta. Is bech maa bhi enjoy karne lagi, aur siskiyon aur aah uhh ki awaazo se mera protsahan badha rahi thi.

Jaise hi maa ne mujhe chhodha, to maine apni t-shirt utaar di. Ab hum dono hi topless ho gaye the. Unki sundarta ka ye nazara shadon mein bata paana mushkil hai. 44dd ke bade-bade, gore, mote aur gol stann har mard ke iccha hote hai.

Aaj fir se wo do jeewan urja pradaan karne waale strot, jinse main balak awastha mein dudh peeta tha, mere saamne the. Par aaj inme jo kashish thi, wo bhookh mitane wali nahi, par meri hawas ki bhookh badhane wali thi. Main mantra mugdh ho gaya tha.

Maa aur main ek-doosre ko gandi nazron se dekhte rahe. Tabhi maa ne mujhse kaha: Kabhi toone kisi ladki ko kiss kiya hai?

To maine maa ko naa mein jawab de diya. Tab maa ne mujhe unhe kiss karne ko kaha, to maine unhe gaal pe kiss kiya.

Maa muskurane lagi aur kaha: Ye to beta apni maa ko dene wala tha. Par main abhi tumse ek premi ka apni premika ko dene wala kiss chaahti hu.

Maine kaha: Mujhe nahi aata, aap hi sikha do.

To maa mujhe kiss karna sikhane lagi, aur mere hontho par apne hontho se choomne lagi. Aisa anubhav maine kabhi nahi kiya tha. Maa ke soft honth idhar-udhar ferna, aur unki tongue ka mere muh mein andar-baahar karke kiss karne ka ek alag hi ehsaas tha.

Ab maine bhi maa ka poora samarthan kiya. Unko kiss ke beech mein main bhi unhe prem purvak kabhi gaalon pe, to kabhi unko maathe pe kiss karne laga. Ab hum dono hi ek-doosre ke liye premiyon waale avtaar mein aa gaye the. Maine isi beech apna ek hath maa ke kandhe se hata ke unke stann pe rakha, to maa samajh gayi ki mere andar ka mard unke stanno se aakarshit ho chuka tha.

Fir maa thoda sa peeche hui, aur apni bra kholne lagi. Ye dekh maine bhi unki madad karni chaahi.

Maa: Hamesha toone inhe mere kholne par hi choosa aur inse doodh piya hai. Par aaj tu bada ho gaya hai, to le, inhe bra se azaadi de, aur khud hi inhe jitna marzi chaahe choom, choos, ya pyaar kar sakta hai.

Maa ke ye shabd sunte hi maine unki bra utaar di, aur unke dono boobs ko choosne aur choomne laga. Unke nipple behad laal par chhote-chhote the jiski wajah se unke boobs aur mote aur bade nazar aate the. Meri maa ke nipples ko choosne aur tongue se chatane ke kaaran maa ki siskariyan aur zyada tez hone lagi.

Maine maa se kaha: Aapki awaaz tez hone lagi hai. Shayad papa baahar hall mein disturb ho rahe ho.

Par maa ne mujhse kaha: Avi tu chinta mat kar, ye hum tumhare papa ke liye hi to kar rahe hai. Aur mujhe pata hai tumhare papa bura nahi maanenge. Wo tumse bahut khush honge. Tum aisa-waisa mat socho, bas apni maa ke sath is khoobsurat moment ko enjoy karo.

Ye sun kar mujhme aur josh aa gaya to maine maa ko zorse gale laga liya. Fir unke dono nange stanno ka sparsh apni body pe mehsoos karne laga. Fir unhe kiss karte-karte unhe seedhe deewar se laga ke kabhi unke kandhe choomta, kabhi gala, kabhi kamar aur nabhi choomta. Unke dono mote-mote gore-gore boobs choom-choom ke to laal hi hone lage the.

Main jaise-jaise unke nipples choosta, wo bhi uttejit ho jati, aur mere sar ko unke dono mote boobs pe press karne lagti. Ye dekh kar mujhe ye sab ab bahut acha lagne laga ki kaise meri maa mujhse pyar karwa rahi thi, aur mujhse chudne ke liye jhatpata rahi thi.

Ye sab ke beech mein maine maa ki petticoat wali zanjeer ko kheenchna chaaha, to maa ne mere hath ko roka. Wo muskura di, aur mujhse kehne lagi-

Maa: Ye sab karne se pehle tumhe aurat se uski ijazat poochni hoti hai. Isme jald-baazi to achi baat nahi hai beta. Ab tum mujhse ache se ijazat maango, ki main mere petticoat ko utaru, aur tumhe mere husn ke darshan karwau.

To maine maa se kaha: Please maa, aap mujhse ye petticoat khulwa lo, aur mujhe aapki sundarta ka poora nazara karwao.

To maa ne mujhe mere hath mein unke petticoat ki zanjeer thama di, aur use kheenchne ki ijazat bhi de di. Maine jaise usko kheencha, to wo petticoat zameen pe gir gaya. Aaj pehli baar aisa tha ki meri maa sirf ek underwear mein mere saamne khadi hui thi. Uska pora husn aur jism meri aankhon mein sama gaya tha.

Isse pehle ki main is ghatna ko poora samajhta aur isme khud ko dhaalta, meri nazar maa ki dono moti gori taangon pe padi. Wo ek 16 saal ki yuvti ki tarah deewar ka sahara liye khadi shararati rijhane wali nazron se meri taraf dekh rahi thi.

Ab main khud ko maa ke prem mein padne se bacha nahi paaya. Maine maa ko kheench ke apne gale laga liya, aur unhe I love you maa keh diya. Maa muskurane lagi aur mujhse boli-

Maa: Tum chaaho to mujhe maa ki bajaye Nidhi bula sakte ho.

To maine unhe gaal pe kiss kiya, aur I love you Nidhi my dear keh diya. Ye sun kar maa khush ho gayi, aur mujhe hug kar liya. Itne mein maa ke mobile pe papa ka call aaya, to maa ne bed pe pade hue apne mobile ko liya. Fir wo baith ke call sunne lagi.

Papa ne maa se poocha: Koi kuch dikkat to nahi aayi?

Maa ne kaha: Sab theek hai, aur aapka beta to mujhe darling bhi keh raha tha.

To papa hass pade, aur maa ko very good kehne lage. Fir wo dono apni suhagraat ki kuch baatein yaad karne lage. To main maa ke kareeb jaake khada ho gaya, aur unki peeth ke peeche baith gaya aur peeth choomne laga. To maa palat ke mujhe dekhne lagi, aur shayad unki suhagraat ki baatein yaad karne ki wajah se wo bahut garam ho chuki thi.

Unhone peeche se mere hath ko liya, aur apne boob pe rakha. Fir ishare se mujhe unke kandhe aur gale ko choomne kaha, to main bhi jaise maa keh rahi thi karta gaya. Maa ab poora aanand le rahi thi, aur shayad kaafi garam bhi ho chuki thi.

Maa ne jaise hi papa ki call rakhi, to wo meri taraf mudi, aur mujhe kiss karke bed ke paas mein neeche baith gayi. Fir usne meri belt open ki, pant ka button khola, zipper khola, aur pant utaarne ke liye kaha. Maine apni pant utaar di.

Fir maa mere underwear mein hard ho chuke 12 inch lambe aur 4 inch mote belagam lund ko dekh hairan ho gayi.

Wo boli: Avi tera itna bada hoga maine socha nahi tha. Lagta hai tu aaj apni maa ko bahut pareshan kardega.

Ye keh kar maa mere underwear ko bhi utaarne lagi, aur meri taangon ke beech mein baith ke mere lund ka jayeza lene lagi. Jaise hi mera lund poora underwear se baahar nikal aaya, maa ne ise apne stanno ke beech mein rakh ke dono stanno se mere lund ke malish karni shuru kar di.

Kuch 25-30 minute baad mera virya nikal pada, to maa kaafi thak chuki thi. Ab maine maa ko letne kaha, aur fir unki panty utaar di, jo kaafi geeli ho gayi thi. Maine maa ke stanno ka khoob aanand liya tha. Ab maa ki yoni ki baari thi.

Main ye dekh kar hairan tha ki maa ne hamare milan ki taiyaari shayad pehle se kar rakhi thi. Kyunki unki chut ek-dum sapaat aur saaf thi. Maine ek minute bhi gawaye bagair unki chut ka chumban lena shuru kar diya, aur bade chaav se unki chut chaatne laga.

Maa ko shayad ye sab bahut sukh de raha tha. Wo ajeeb-ajeeb awaaze nikaalne lagi. Wo kabhi muskurati, kabhi aahen bharti, kabhi siskariyan leti, aur aakhir mein apni chut se bahut saara paani nikaal diya. Fir unhone unki jaanghon ko thaame hue mere dono hatho ko pakad ke mujhe kheencha, aur apne upar lita liya. Fir hum dono ki hi aankh lag gayi, aur raat bhar dono isi awastha mein ek-doosre se chipke hue, ek-doosre pe lot-pot hote rahe, aur soye rahe.

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It began as a small thing—a nuisance I couldn’t be bothered with anymore. The sun was sweltering, and the hair on my ass had turned into this prickly, wet mess. I attempted to shave it myself, but every angle failed, and every mirror couldn’t help.

Finally, I gave up and did something I never thought I would do.

I asked Gopi.

He was my best friend back in the hostel. Only one year older but somehow always so close to me. He was dusky in tone, at my same height (5.10). However, if I were going to trust someone with something as quirky as this, it would have to be him.

“Bro, I want a favour,” I told him, already looking back.

He gazed up at me, one eyebrow quirked. “What kind of favour?”

I paused. “Can you trim my butt hair for me?”

I braced myself for laughter. Or a snort of shame, at least. But all he did was blink, get up, pick up his trimmer, and shrug. “Why suddenly? Okay, then, lie down.”

So I did. Face down on his bed, a towel draped over my back. My hands were separating my butt cheeks slightly apart as I attempted to cool down under the whirring fan. My heart was pounding, though I didn’t know why. Perhaps it was just the exposure. Perhaps it was something else.

The trimmer whirred to life, and I felt it—gentle, cautious strokes moving along my butt cheeks first. Gopi was unexpectedly concentrated. No jokes. No flirting. Just. Quiet, steady fingers. I nearly relaxed.

The whirring trimming came near my butt hole. Then he halted.

“Hair’s too dry. Not coming off clean.”

I didn’t pay much attention. “Use water or something,” I grumbled, eyes shut.

A moment later, I felt it.

Not water.

A tongue.

Warm. Wet. Slow.

My entire body tensed.

I raised my head, looking back. “Gopi… what the heck are you doing?”

He looked at me for a moment—calm, expressionless. “I’m just wetting it, bro. I’m pretty lazy to get and bring water here.”

He said it as if it was no big deal and as if this was the solution that made sense.

And then he licked again.

This time, slower. Intentional. His fingers were strong on my thighs, holding me in position as his tongue swept between my ass cheeks, his tongue rubbing against my butt hole. Each sweep of his tongue made a shiver creep up my spine.

I didn’t know what to do. Didn’t know if I should stop him or let it continue.

But I said, “Bro, you can use water. You don’t have to do this.”

I lay there, heart pounding in my chest, and let it happen. I felt his breath against skin no one had ever touched. Feeling things I didn’t even know existed. I know that I’m not gay, and neither is he, but I enjoyed that feeling.

I had no idea what this was or what he was thinking. What I was. All I knew was something had changed. Then he started trimming my butt hair which he made wet.

When it was finished, I remained there for a second—still, silent, not knowing what to say.

My skin tingled where his tongue touched it. My brain was a whirl of questions I could not ask aloud. Gopi did not say anything, either. He shut off the trimmer and sat back on his heels, looking at me.

“You good now?” he asked nonchalantly as if he hadn’t just licked my ass like it was the most normal thing in the world.

“Yeah,” I replied, my voice a little harsher than I’d meant. “Yeah. Thanks, man.”

I went to draw the towel back over me when he spoke again—smooth, almost teasing.

“My turn.”

I froze. “Your… turn?”

He flashed me that smirk—the one that always left me uncertain about whether he was serious or not.

“You asked for a favour. It doesn’t seem right, but I don’t get one back.”

I sat up, wrapping the towel around myself. “What favour?”

Gopi said nothing at first. He stood up, stretched a bit, then began untying the drawstring of his shorts.

My breath caught.

He knelt and bent over to bring his round ass in front of me as if he was ready for a doggy-style banging.

He slid his thumb into his boxer strap and slid it down just enough to show his bare butt. His ass cheeks were dusky in colour. Little tangled hair popping out from his ass crack.

“I have hair too, you know,” he said, pointing down. “May need a little assistance.”

“You’re serious?” I asked, though I already knew.

He shrugged. “Didn’t figure you’d be shy after what went down. But if you don’t want to…”

There was that test in his tone. That bait. And hell—I took it.

I swallowed, got to my feet, and stepped over the small distance between us. My hands trembled slightly, but he didn’t move.

“Show me where,” I said, trying to keep my tone steady.

He parted his ass cheeks. His ass hole is now clearly visible. “Begin there,” he instructed,

I knelt behind him with a trimmer in hand as he had for me. And when I placed my fingers to part him gently, he didn’t react. He leaned into it.

I had never done this before—not even remotely. But as I knelt behind him, my hands on the back of Gopi’s legs, all the rest went away. Trimmer in hand, I paused for a moment. “You sure you want me to do this?”

He didn’t even look around. “Yeah, bro”.

I started trimming his cheeks and then took the trimmer to his sensitive areas as well. While trimming his ass crack, he just pulsed his ass hole. First, I didn’t consider it.

He again clenched his ass hole and slowly released. It was like an invitation to kiss his ass hole. Seeing this, I couldn’t control my desire. I was more curious about feeling his ass hole pulsating in my tongue.

I leaned in gradually, heart thudding. My lips parted. My tongue emerged and caressed his tight star-like ass hole. He breathed out through his nose, low and consistent.

I licked again—slower this time, drawing an ‘O’ with my tongue around his hole. Every lick forced him to adjust just a bit, his breathing accelerating, his rising and falling chest in sync with my motion.

I didn’t say a word. Asked no questions. I continued.

He reached back behind himself and placed a hand on the back of my head—not pushing, not leading—just… there. A quiet recognition of what was occurring. Of what we were becoming.

Then I stopped licking his opening and started to shave the hair around it.

When I finished shaving, I didn’t step back. I remained there, hands on his hips, breath warm against his skin. And at last, he glanced over his shoulder.

His eyes met mine. No teasing. No jokes. Just a look that said everything I hadn’t been able to admit to myself.

“This… okay?” I whispered.

He nodded slightly. “Yeah. More than okay.”

Gopi did not move for a moment, his back rising and falling with regular breaths beneath my hands. But then he shifted. He rolled over slowly, still not pulling his boxers up to his hips.

He lay down on his back, his 6 inches semi-hard cock resting on his lower tummy. Instead of pulling his boxers back, he just slid it down and kicked it from his legs. Then he spread his legs just a little, just enough.

“Can you shave down here, too?” he asked, his voice gentle now. No flirting. Just direct. Trusting.

I blinked. My gaze dropped down between his legs—his cock hanging heavy, soft but responsive, and beneath it, a swatch of dark hair.

For a moment, I dithered.

I nodded. “Yeah. I’ve got you.”

I shifted between his legs, readjusting the trimmer. The heat of his skin. The way his eyes refused to leave me, even as I reached for him. I began slow, cautious. One hand eased him up off the floor, the other working the trimmer around his balls.

It was fiddly work, and he didn’t stir—merely lay there, chest lifting and falling, trusting me utterly. As I leaned forward to ease things out—my breath caressing his skin—I saw it: how his cock jerked minimally. Not hard, not yet. But sensitive. Conscious. Just as I was.

“I have to wet it a bit,” I whispered, not sure if I was requesting or threatening.

He didn’t say anything. He just nodded. So I leaned forward. And licked. His flavour was unfamiliar, unusual, and not bad. I let my tongue follow the shape of his sack, dampening the hair and smoothing the skin before the next pass with the trimmer.

He took a breath in, his hips moving ever so slightly, his fingers tensing into the bedsheet. I wasn’t doing it for him, either. I wanted to be doing this.

His cock was stiffening now, swelling between us as I worked—growing thicker with every lick of my tongue, every stroke of the blade. And I knew I wasn’t nervous anymore.

I was curious. Excited.

His cock was hard now—thick and heavy, lying against his belly as I worked around it. My fingers brushed against it once, perhaps twice, by accident. Or perhaps not.

But Gopi didn’t speak. He just breathed. Watched me. Let me have my way.

I had completed trimming his balls—every inch of him was now shaved and smooth. I sat back slightly on my knees, wiping sweat from my brow, attempting to slow the pulse racing through my chest.

He gazed at me differently now.

Softly. Intently.

“You’re good at that,” he whispered.

I let out a breathless laugh. “Learned from a master.”

He smiled. Then reached for me—his fingers brushing against my thigh. “You want me to return the favour?”

My heart skipped. I knew what he was talking about. Not only shaving. The way he phrased it—quiet, sure, but kind—it didn’t seem like pressure. It seemed like permission.

I swallowed, heat rising in my chest. “Yeah,” I said, barely above a whisper. “If you want to.”

He slowly sat up, then gestured for me to come closer. “Lie back.”

I did. Back against his bed, his legs slowly opening, the towel falling away. My 5-inch dick is now exposed.

His hands were warm and confident. He placed the trimmer aside and leaned down instead, his lips close to my lower stomach and brushing lower still. His breath skimmed my skin.

“Let me first wet it.”

He started with his mouth. Not his hands. Not a blade.

His tongue followed the crease of my shaft, slow, wet, and intentional. Teased along where thigh and pelvis met, then lower—touching with measured care, as if he wanted to touch it rather than look.

And at my balls, he stopped. Then, he licked them. Then, he took my whole sack in his mouth- in the name of wetting.

His mouth was working over every place I’d ever been ashamed of, making it something that felt holy. He licked everywhere. Not just to moisten the hair—but because he wanted to.

And I knew, at that moment, I didn’t want him to stop. Not now. Not after this. And I wasn’t just allowing it to happen. I needed it.

His tongue slid back and forth in a slow, deliberate beat, wet and soft against the skin that had never known touch like this. The moment he completed the final stroke of his tongue, Gopi leaned back far enough to look down at me. His gaze darted to my cock—now standing tall.

My breath stalled. He leaned forward again—this time closer, his lips parting with that same unshakeable composure. I knew what was gonna happen now,
As I expected, a nip.

A teasing, gentle nip at the tip of my cock. Enough to hurt. Just enough to shock every nerve to life.

“Shit…” I breathed, hips bucking upward.

He smiled, lips skimming the delicate tip, and then kissed it again—more slowly this time. A lash of his tongue.

And then…

He took my rock-hard cock into his mouth. It was electric—a warm, wet, deep feeling. His lips closed around the head and then glided down, taking inch by inch. His tongue pulsed around my cock head.

I held on to the bedsheet. He sucked deliberately, beat for beat—eyes half-lidded. Each swipe of his tongue, each movement of his lips, drew me toward the brink. I couldn’t think. Couldn’t speak. Just breathe—and feel.

He started stroking in rhythm with the motion of his mouth—one hand working me from the base while his mouth concentrated on the head, lips closed, tongue swirling. He moaned quietly around me, and the throb sent a jolt through my spine.

“Gopi…” I stammered, my voice trembling. “I’m gonna…”

But he didn’t let up. Didn’t decelerate. If anything, he embraced it. I groaned, low and broken, as my body arched. I grabbed his head and pulled him onto my cock, thrusting my cock deep into his throat.

And then I cum.

My climax flooded his mouth in wave after wave. Warm jets of my sperm surged through his mouth for nearly half a minute. And he swallowed every last drop. His lips were still locked in my dick, his mouth still stroking my cock softly, and his tongue playing around the tip.

He sucked it all out until I was trembling beneath him. Only then did he withdraw. Licking his lips slowly, deliberately, as if tasting every hint. I was lying there, panting, heart pounding, unable to move or even talk.

Gopi smiled at me, smiling softly.

“Guess I did okay,” he said softly.

I could only nod. Something had shifted between us—something we couldn’t ignore. We grew much closer; even though we were straight, we couldn’t deny the pleasure we shared.

How we ended up fucking his mom… will be continued in the next part.