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Hi! This is Pabby…I am a very friendly and loving man of 30+ now, living in Chandigarh. Married/unmarried/ unsatisfied women/couples contact me for a satisfying date. Ladies call me for escort contact me immediately. Secrecy guaranteed and demanded. Only serious people contact me now at [email protected] kuch saal pahale kee baat hai, mai apanee door ky reeshty ki mami aur do bahano (mami ke beteyan) Ke kahane par unake saath kullu gayaa. Kullu me mere perdada hamare naam ek makaan chodd gaye the. Hama logo ke pahucane ke ghanta baad hee zabardast baraf girna shuroo ho gayaa. Makaan me battee calee gayee. Mai amdhere me tatolataa huaa oopar gayaa aur caar-paamc kambal aur chadaren le aayaa. Neece tab tak mami aur behano ne aag jalaa kar rakee thee. Hama sab log aag ke paas hee bistar lagaa kar kambal oodh kar let gaye. Aag aur kambal kee garamaahat se neend aa gayee. Meree aankha shaayad mushkil se bees minute huye hongee. Jab aankh kulee to maine mahasoos kiyaa ki mere haath kee bajaay kisee aur kaa haath mere pajame ke oopar se mere land ko sahalaa rahaa hai. Aag kee mand roshane me main yaha jaan paayaa ki meree mami aur meree bahan Seemaa gaharee neemd me so rahee thee. To phir bacee doosaree bahan Nishaa, jo meree peeth ke peeche so rahee thee. Maine bahut dheere se karavat badalee aur apane aapako Nishaa kee muskuraatee aankho me dekate paayaa. Koee lajjaa nahee, na koee hicak, bas ek muskuraahat, aur mere aadhe Kade land par usakaa haath. Kambal kee gaharaaiyon me se usane apanaa doosaraa haath nikaalaa aur ek ungalee apane honton par rak kar mujhe shant rahane kaa ishaaraa kiyaa. Vo dheere se mere paas khisak aayee aur apane kohane par uth kar mami aur Seema kee or dekhte hue apane honth mere kaan ke paas le aayee aur boli, “meri jism mein bahut zoor se aag lage hai,” mere kaan ko chumte hue phusphusae.”Paagal ho gayee ho?” herani mein aa kar mein dheere se gurraaya. “Nahee,” vo sir hilaate hue bole “unhe kabhe pataa nahe lagega, mai vaada karatee hoo.” Aisaa keha kar usane meree gardan ko choom liyaa. Nishaa thee to sirf 19 saal kee, lekin usake har ang se javane photatee thee. Do shanadar cochiyan, aur ek mast, gol gand usako kudarat ne dee thee.

Haa, yaha sab ceeze dekhne ko milatee hai jab bahane bhool jaatee hai ki ghar me ek mard bhaaee hai aur aadhee namgee avasthaa me idhar udhar ghomate rahatee hain. Nisha mere ankhon me dekhte rahee, lekin maine usake haath ko mere pajame kaa nada Kolate hue mahasoos kiyaa. Usne apane haath me phoonk maare aur mere khule hue pajame me se apana haath andar daal kar mere land ko pakad liyaa. Land ko pajame ke baahar keencate hue usane phir mami aur Seemaa kee or dekha. “Unakee taraf nazar rakhana,” vo bolee aur kambal me Gus gayee. Us kaa iraadaa kyaa hai, yaha janane me keval 5 second lage. Mere land ko acanak bahut garamahat mahasus hue. Usake honth mere land ke supade ke caaro or the, usakee jeebh mere supaade ke caaro or cakkar kaat rahee thee, aur usakaa haath abhee bhee mere land ko sahalaa rahaa thaa. Maine jaldee se mud kar mami aur Seema kee or dekhaa, lekin caahata to main yeh thaa ki us ko apanaa land chusate hue dekhun. Jab Nishaa ne mera land choda diyaa tab maine ek gaharee saans lee. Lekin abhee pyare bahana kee aag kaha bujhee thee? Khadi ho kar usane apane nighty oopar uthaee aur apane penty utaar dee. Phir vaha bistar me mere paas ghus gayee aur apane jism ko mere jism se lipataa kar phusphusae, “Tum mat hilo, sab mujhe karane do.” Mera land ab patthar kee taraha khara ho gayaa thaa. Mujh se cipake hue Nisha ne apanee jaange zaraa see Kolee aur mere land ko unake beec me le liyaa. Phir aage peche hilate hue usane mere land ko apanee choot me daal liyaa. Ek baar phir mami aur Seemaa kee or dekhte hue usne apane aapako zaraa

Saa neece khisakaaya aur phir oopar uthate hue mere land ko poore taraha apane choot me Gusaa liyaa. Baap re baap! Nisha kee choot kee garamahat ne mujhe paagal banaa diyaa. Us samaya meree bahan kee choot se garam aur koee jagaha us ghar me nahe thee, aur mera land us garamahat kaa poora fayada uthaa rahaa thaa. Nisha ke kahe anusaar mai binaa hile-dule letaa rahaa. Nisha ab uchal uchal kar apane aap ko cudavaa rahee thee. Mai saans roke is kaa pooraa aanand le rahaa thaa. Nisha ke choot reh reh kar meree jaangon se takaraa rahe the aur usake geelee, garam choot mere land par oopar neece phisal rahee thee. Nisha ko jhadne me kareeb 9 minute lage. Jab vo jhadee to usane apane daanto ke beec mere honthon ko bheemc liyaa aur kaafee zoro se jhurjhuraaee. Jhadane ke baad Nisha ne oopar ucak kar apanee choot ko mere land se chudaya aur bolee, “mai zaraa moot kar aatee hoo,” aur calatee bane. Mujhe bahut gussaa aayaa. Mujhe itanaa gussaa aayaa ki mai apanee doosare bahan Seema ko apane paas aate nahee dekha. Seemaa mere or haath badha kar dheere se bolee, “calo” mujhe nahee malum thaa ki usake dimaag me kyaa hai, lekin jo kuch bhee thaa, mai mana nahee karane valaa tha. Ham dono vaha se nikal kar ek dosare kamare mein gaye jahaa suitcase vagairaha rakhye the. Darvazaa band karate he Seema mujhase cipak gayee aur mere land ko sahalaate hue bolee, “Nisha to bahut cudati hai.” ab tak mera land phir pore taraha Kada ho gayaa thaa. Seema ne mera land chod diyaa aur mujhe zipar kulane kee aavaaz aayee. Agale do second me Seema kee gand aur choot mere land se lage hue the. “calo, codo,” veh bole. Maine apana haath usake chutdon par phira aur usake choot tak pahunc gayaa. Dosare haath se maine apanaa land Seema kee choot par rakh diya. Phir ek halke se dhakke ke saath mera land mere doosare bahan kee reshamee choot me ghus gayaa. Vaaha! Kyaa kasee huee choot thee Seema kee. Mujhe to chodane kaa mazaa aa gayaa. Daravaaze se lagaa huaa mai Seema kee kamar pakad. Kar zor zor se dhakke maar maar kar use chod rahaa thaa. Seema bhee apanee choot ko aage peeche karate huee mere land se milaa rahee thee. “Mai jhadane vaala hoo. Kyaa mai tumhare choot mem jhad jaaoo ?” “Haa, Theek hai,” kamp-kampate aavaz me mere bahanaa bole. Mai aur zor zor se codane laga. “Aaha….aaha…oh a Seema…cud..cud..aur cud mere bahan…aaj tujhe achchee taraha cod kar rahoogaa.” Bolate bolate mai Seema kee choot mem jhadane laga. Tabhe Seema bhee saath saath jhadane lagee. Usakaa Shareer bilkul jakad gayaa aur usakee choot meree lund se cipak gayee. “Mujhe sahara do,” vaha bole. Usane peeche kee or haath badhaa kar meree gand ko pakad liyaa taaki mera land usake choot me banaa rahe. Jab Seema jhad cukee to maine apanaa land baahar nikaal liyaa aur ham dono ne jaldee se kapade pahan liye. Aage vaale kamare me vaapas aakar hamane dekha ki Nisha Seema kee jagaha ankhen band kar ke lete hai. Ham log kambal ke neece ghus gaye aur ek doosare se cipak kar so gaye. Doosare din subaha tak barf aur toofaan tham cuke the. Mami ne Nisha aur Seema ko baazaar bhej diyaa aur mujhe kican me Chod kar doosare kamare me calee gayee. Do minute baad hee unake bulaane kee aavaaz mere kaano me padi. Mai jab chal kar kamare me pahunca to nazara dekata hee raha gayaa. Samane gadde par mere mami bilkul namge lete the. Unakee bade bade chuchiyan aur kade nipalo ko mai niharata reh gaya. “Mujhe pahale hona cahiye tha,” mami apane choot ko sahalaate huee Bole. “calo, dek kya rahe ho? Ye log abhe ghumte aa jaayenge.” Mai jalde se apane kapade utar kar mami ke bagal me gadde par let gayaa. Mami phir mere oopar 69 kee taraha aa gaye. Mere or dekhate hue unhone apanee choot mere muh par rakh de. Doosari taraf mami apana cehara neece jhukaaya aur mera land apane muh me le kar chusane lage.

Vaah! Kyaa baat the. Idhar mai apanee mami ke chooted phaad kar unakee choot chaat rahaa thaa, udhar meree mami mera land choos rahe the. Mami ke chooted pakad kar maine unakee choot ko apane aur paas Keencaa aur apane jeebh door andartak ghusaa dee. Mami ke shareer me kas kar jhurjhure daud gaye aur vo mera land apane gale tak utaar kar aur zor se choosane lage. Choot chaat chaat kar maine mami ko teen baar jhadeya. Mera land bhee jhadane ke liye becain tha. Maine land ko mami kee munh me se nikaala to kshan bhar ke liye unake cehare par udasenata aa gayee.”Aise hee lete raho,” maine kahaa aur apane ghutno ke bal aa gaya. Shaayad yeh sun kar ajeeb lage lekin mai apane mami ko chodane ke liye taiyaar tha. Kyo na chodun? Dono bahano ko to chod hee chuka tha, mami hee bachi thee. Mami kee choot kholate hue maine apanaa land jagah par lagaayaa aur ek halake jhatake se andar ghusaa diyaa. Mujhe jaan kar aashcary huaa ki mami kee choot Seema kee choot kee taraha kasee huee the. Phir maine socaa, ho bhee kyo na, aakhir jahan tak mujhe pata tha, mama kee death ke baad se vo kisee mard ke saath nahe rahe the. Aisaa lagataa thaa jaise ki mai ek 40 varsh ke aurat ka bhosadaa nahee, balki ek javaan ladake ke naye choot chod rahaa hoo. Ek haath se mami kee kamar aur doosare se unakee ek latakatee huee chooche pakad kar mai apanee pore takat se codane laga.”Tumhe to sazaa milane caahiye,” mami haanfate hue bole.”Kyo mami ?””Kyonki tumane isase pahale aaj tak mujhe nahe coda.””Sach to yaha hai mami,” maine javaab diyaa, “ki main to jaane kab se tumako codana chaah rahaa tha.” yaha kahate hue maine apana land unake choot me se nikaal liyaa aur le jaa kar unakee gand ke ched par rakh diyaa. Mami ne mud kar meri or ek ajeeb tarah se dekha, lekin mana nahi kiya. Mujhe teen zoradaar dhakke lagaane pade, aakhir mera supada mami kee gand me

Gus gaya. Usake baad to kama asan ho gaya aur mera land aram se gand me calaa gaya.”Tum gand isake pahale bhee maravaa cukee ho,” maine kaha.”Haa,” mami bolee, “lekin zaraa tameez se kaho.””Sorry,” maine kahaa aur unakee gand marata raha.Mere jhadane kaa samaya aa gayaa tha. Jaise hee maine apane aap ko jhadane ke liye taiyaar kiyaa, vaise hee sandelon kee aahat mere kano me padi. Ghoom kar maine dekha to kamare ke daravaaze me Nisha aur Seema haatho me paiket liye Kade the.Nisha kee avaz pahale nikale “he bhagavaan,” usane kahaa aur usake ankhen khulee kee Kulee raha gaye.”Achaa, hat bhee,” Seema tunak kar bole. “kal raat ko to badaa kood kood kar chudva rahe the too.””Lekin gand thode hee maravaae the. Isame to bada dard ho raha hogaa,” Nisha mami kee taraf dekhate hue bole.”Dekho, agar tum dono ko mujhe bura-bhala hee kahanaa hai, to kirpaa karake kaheen aur jaa kar kaho.” yaha mami kee aavaaz the. Kahate-kahate mami kaa shareer hilane laga aur vah jhadane lage.”Mami Theek kahatee hai,” Seema bolee aur mud kar jaane lage. Nisha teen aur dhakko ke liye rukee aur phir Seema ke peehy chal de. Dhake marate marate maine man hee man faisala kiyaa ki agar maukaa milaa to Nisha ke gand achi tarha maar kar rahoongaa. Tabhee mai zoro se jhadane lagaa mami kee gand me. Mami ne ek karaah nikaalee aur apane chooted mere land ke caaro taraf gol gol gumaane lagee aur apanee gand kas kar mujhase cipakaa dee. Apanee taakatavar gand se mami ne mere land ko aese tarah coos liyaa. Jab ham dono yaha sab kar rahe the, meri bahane kitchan me nashta taiyar kar rahee thee. Khaa pee kar maine thoda aram kiya aur saman kholane aur lagaane me sabakee madad kee. Phir mai baazaar calaa gaya heater kharedane aur lakadee kaa imtazaam karane. Vaapas aaya to mami aur bahane meeting kar rahe the. Ve log na keval jo kal raat aur aaj huaa, vaha baataceet kar rahe

The, balki aage kaise kyaa hogaa, yaha bhee taya kar rahe the. Kyoki mai tha nahi isaliye meri salaaha lee nahi gayi.Seema ne mujhe bataya ki ek baat yaha taye kee gayi hi ki agali baar kisaka nambar pahale aayega. Kayonki pichali baar Nisha sabase pahale cudee the aur mami sabase baad me, taya kiyaa gayaa ki agalee baar cudai kee laain me mami pahale hongi. Dopahar ko khane ke baad mami ne mujhe apane kamare me bulaya. Mai zameen par ghutano ke bal baithaa huaa mami kee choot chaat rahaa thaa ki Nisha aur Seema kamare me daakhil hue. Mere dono bahane aaj tak kisee baat par sahamat nahee huee, lekin aaj maine dono ko kahate sunaa ki agalee baar caaro ek saath cudaaee ke khel me shaamil honge. Mami yaha sun kar zor se muskuraaee. Hama log ab bhee kullu me hee rahate hai aur saath saath mazaa karate hai.

I can read your mind well. Half of the stories I have read are false. It is very rare in Indian community that a woman will take initiatives… In fact, it is a characteristic of female species that they don’t start it. So am sure all of you face this situation. How to start..? You are worried that she will object and make noise. She will scream and let the world know about your bad intentions… etc.. So here is the true seduction story.. You need to be patient to read this… I don’t like the xxx movies because they get to the business very fast… there is no foreplay.. Same is the case with stories.. I do like stories which have a built up. This is a story with my maid… Typically all maids are not so attractive.. This one is very different.. Her name is Shalini. All call her Shali. She must be 35.. Two kids.. But unlike typical poor maids, she is from an Ok family. Ok means, she wears a bra and panty (I got to know that later), clean cloths, shampoos her hair. She offer maid service only for cooking. She doesn’t like cleaning the floor, utensils etc. Shali also visits the temple regularly and is very pious. She was like a part of our family. Well, in my family we are four. Two sons, me and my wife. I am 34. She remembers the favorite dishes of all our family members. She was very much excited when my second kid was born. She distributed sweets to all.I had a great respect for this woman and never thought I will write something about her in this column. My wife is at home taking care of my kids, but Shali used to spend at least 2-3 hrs in the morning and again in the evening helping her without asking for any extra money. The incident happened when my wife went to her mother’s place for a month. I like to stay alone. Shali used to be there to cook. On second day after my wife left, there was a small sweet accident. Our bathroom geyser was not working. I had to make the hot water on the gas. I made it. Just when the bell rung. I opened the door. Shali was there. I took the hot water and went inside. I undressed myself. I then remembered that I wanted some more hot water to bleach my cloths. I didn’t want to wait till my bath was over, I was getting late for the office. So I came out on towel. By the way,

Shali had seen me in towel and undies many times, because I never did it on purpose and my wife never objected. I was carrying the heavy utensil and walking to the kitchen, just when I realized my towel is very lose.. And before I realized, it started slipping.. I had entered kitchen by then. I fumbled, and just said “Shali”.. In fact, I didn’t want her to look at me, but she turned her back and saw me in that state. My towel was on my knees and was still not fully on the ground. It was uncovering my dick. It was very awkward. If I take a single step, it would fell off completely. I had no choice but to stop there. I said, “Shali.. Help me..” She came running and I was hoping that she would take the utensil from me, but she grabbed the towel and like a good girl, she slid it upwards.. She was trying to put it back, but it was not possible.. I said, take the utensil.. She smiled and she took the utensil. I was relieved. But by that time, she had seen my dick very clearly and closely. I was really embarrassed. I went in the bathroom, took the bath and went to office. The incident brought out the evil man out of me. I thought about it and I found it a seducing incident. I was almost sure that I want to have more such accidents. The way she decided to go near my dick instead of taking the utensil, I thought she has something in her. I decided to continue my exposing, albeit accidentally. The next day, I found new ways of exposing myself. I remained nude since morning. Just before she came, I wrapped around a small towel. I sat in the chair in a way that my dick would be visible from some angle. When my wife is not home, Shali would take care of other things such as cleaning the floor. She came and I was busy reading the newspaper, No.. Was

Hiding behind a newspaper and watching what she is doing. She reached my chair area and she was in the “line of sight” of my dick. She saw it. She didn’t show any expressions. Didn’t look at me. I had noticed that she had taken a good look at it. She didn’t object too.. I was not sure what next. I did that dick showing for 2-3 days and was stuck. Then my evil mind struck again. I went into the bathroom and asked her for a towel. She gave me, I stood little slant to let her see my ¾ portion, she gave the towel and went back again. I didn’t have guts to ask her or start any discussions. So kept quite. It was getting too much. She wasn’t objecting and I was only showing her my body at every opportunity. She probably had realized my intentions, but she wanted me do something. I was worried that if I take the initiative and if she says No, she will go and tell everyone including my wife and then what will people think about me. I thought it was too risky.. Then I went one step further. I kept my bathroom door open when she was around. I used to take shower fully naked.. She used to move in the house, she saw me full nude from distance, but didn’t come near. She behaved absolutely normal. I used to wash my dick when she is watching me, it still didn’t help much. Now I was very bold. The moment she used to enter our house, I used to be in the bathroom, remove my cloths and remain naked. She was smart too.. She used to watch me all the time and when going out, used to tell me to close the bathroom door for obvious reasons. Then came the last step. I was in the bathroom. I called her… “Shali…”… “Can you come here?”.. “What for?” She replied. I said, “I can’t clean my back, can you come and help me?”. She hesitated for a while and then decided to come in. I gave her the soap. Now my full nude body was in her hand. She was watching me very closely. I found that she was not still interested. She did her job of cleaning my back and immediately stepped out of the bathroom. I was disappointed again… But now I had known that my destination was very near… I allowed one more day to pass by.. Next day, same situation. I called her..

First she refused. I was not sure, I didn’t want to force her. But then I made the request again. She said “yesterday only I cleaned it”… I said, “it is okay, can you do it again please”. She came in. Today I was sitting on a small table. I was also sitting little slant. So my face was facing her which means she had a better view of my dick.. She said turn around. I said, you do it from here only. She tried to go to back, but my bathroom was little small. She had no choice. She just stretched her hand to my back and started applying soap. I started applying the soap on my dick.. It was hard already. As she was stretching to reach my back. Her face was very close to mine. I could hear her breath. Her breath was clean too.. As it was getting little difficult for her to reach my back. I said, you clean me from front. She agreed. She applied soap on my chest. Her hands were reaching all over. She went near my stomach. She couldn’t reach fully because my dick was standing erect. She was not ready to touch it. I asked her to put on my stomach. She said “that thing is in between”. I said “it’s okay if it touches”. She then started moving her hand on my stomach. This time, my dick was doing the duty. It was fully in contact with her hand. She used her second hand to take it aside, but in vein. All the while she was smiling. She said “this is troubling me very much”. I said, then “do justice to it”. She smiled again and immediately caught hold of the dick.. Applied some soap on it. I was on the top of the world. The feeling was much better than showing it to her. The more she used to touch it, the more it used to stand erect. She was smiling all the

Time. She told me “water”… I put the water on her.. She shouted.. “don’t wet my cloths”.. I said, “remove them and come”. She said “noi didn’t know what to say “…. Ok.. I will remove it”.. She didn’t say anything… “I immediately got up and removed her saari”. When I was doing it, she still hadn’t removed her hand from my dick, she was holding it firmly. Slowly I removed her blouse. She was closing her eyes in between. She had completely given a charge to me. I was in full swing now. I hated all her cloths and wanted to remove them swiftly. I removed petticoat. Now she was standing in bra and panty. First of all, I was surprised to see bra and panty because I thought maids don’t wear. Second surprise was it was of same colour. Typically our Indian women wear any combo, it is sad.. I asked her, “do you always wear same colour”. She said “yes, I always do”. I removed her bra and then her panty. She had a very firm breasts. Little sagging because she had three children. She had a little stomach, but with lot of birthmarks. It was typical Indian body. If I had seen it in penthouse or playboy magazine, I wouldn’t have liked it. But when my dick was hard and with the foreplay, I was in love with that body. I hugged her very tightly. She felt my grip. The hugging is very important. It makes the woman surrender to you. She likes being overtaken. I knew the bathroom was not a good place for us. I gathered all my strength and picked her. She was weighing almost 60 kgs. Her figure was good. She was very happy with that. I don’t think her husband would have given her that respect and care. I took her to our bedroom. I didn’t want to take her to our normal bedroom, so we went to our guest bedroom. I spent almost 40 mins playing with her body, boobs… Her pussy was shaven, now I was not surprised, what I had seen just 15 mins before made me think that she could have made a good housewife in a middle class family. I like sucking pussy. I know women enjoy that too.. I made her cum at least twice when sucking her… I don’t like to swallow any of the juices, it tastes just too bad…

I use a small towel to clean those juices. The smell also puts me off. I had taken the care of cleaning her pussy before we left the bathroom. So it was tasting and smelling very good. It was her turn now. She was reluctant to give me a blow job. She said, it tastes bad. I said, “don’t swallow”. “use this towel, what ever comes in the mouth just keep it, keep sucking more and then take a small break and use the towel to clean”… She was very obedient and she did exactly what I said. She said, “hmm.. This is good”… “I want to do it again”.. Without waiting for my permission, she just started sucking my dick hard.. It was really hard this time.. She went on like this for 5 mins.. It was the best blow job I had ever. I had told this technique to my wife many times, but she is not good at it. In fact, many Indian women don’t take this wonderful experience. Just ensure two things “The dick has to be clean”… “Don’t swallow anything”.. I went further now… I pushed my dick hard into her pussy… It was fully wet by now… I pushed myself very abruptly.. I wanted to ensure that we both cum together.. I was watching her.. She was going on the peak… she was mourning.. She was crying.. Shouting.. I knew, I can make it… I went on stroking her… then came the top point… She gave three four jerks… I got my jerks… It was a wonderful feeling… really one of the best orgasms I ever had… we were too tired.. The whole episode lasted for almost 2 hrs starting from my dick cleaning. She was powerless.. I slept on her, without making any movement with my dick fully inside her.. I hugged her again.. This is one more thing women like.. A tight hug for showing the belongingness .. She was not ready to leave me… Again one more thing I noticed, women like to

Linger in those positions for more time while men wants to immediately get up wear the undies and get on normal life.. Men can’t remain on the ecstatic point for longer, while women can. I had to respect that. I allowed her to hold me for 2-3 more minutes… It was really a heaven for me to fuck such a wonderful, god loving person. If you like this story, you can send me your comments on [email protected]

Hi doston…aapke mails mile mujhko…bohot khushi hui…kuch logo par bahut gussa aaya jo mujhko mails mein lesbians ki photos bhej rahe hain…aur kuch log jo keh rahe hain ki main aapko chodna chahta hoon…friends please….aisa na karein….main aap sabki dost hoon….aap meri stories enjoy kijiye,mujhse apne experiences exchange kijiye…mujhe bahut khushi hogi…lekin main kisi tarah ki badtameezee bardasht nahi kar sakti….and one more thing i am not lesbian…i am straight….so friends lets continue with the story….main uss raat papa ka lund sehlate sehlate aur tv dekhte dekhte so gyi…papa kuch derr baithe rahe aur phir woh bhi sone chale gye….meri subah jaldi neend khul gyi….mujhe bahut zorse susu aayi thi..main susu karke bahar aayi to dekha papa washroom ke bahar khade hain…maine unhe dekha aur unhe hug karke gudmorning kaha….papa aadhi neend mein the..papa ne bhi gudmorning kaha aur washroom mein chale gye….jab papa bahar aaye to papa mere room mein aakar bole ki bete chalne ki tayari karo….humein dehradoon ki liye 9 baje nikalna hai…scorpio 8 baje tak aajayegi….maine kaha thik hai papa….main fresh hokar….breakfast banane lagi aur papa bhi kitchen mein aakar newspaper padhne lage…mummy so rahi thi…maine papa se kaha papa main aapke liye breakfast bana doon??..unhone kaha nahi main sirf doodh piyunga..maine chonk kar unki taraf dekha to hans padhe aur kaha ki haan main sirf doodh piyunga….woh shaitani ke mood mein the…main bhi thodi si shaitan bankar boli ki papa aapko doodh peena bohot acha lagta hai kya??…unhone kaha haan…maine kaha…kiska???….ek second k liye woh chaonk gye aur meri taraf hairani se dekhne lage….phir maine clear karte huye kaha..matlab bhains ka ya bakri ka???…woh hasne lage…main bhi hansne laga…maine dekha papa ke shorts ke neeche unka lund khada huya tha…papa raat ko underwear nahi pehnkar sote hain….isliye lund aur saaf dikh raha tha khada hua….main bahane se neeche jhunki aur papa ko apni gaand ke darshan karwa diye…papa to bilkul pagal se hogye….

Main gas par kaam kar rahi thi aur papa mere peeche aakar khade hogye aur mujhse baatein karne lage….main bhi thoda sa peecha khisak gyi aur papa ka lund meri gaand mein chubne laga…aur main bholi bankar papa se baat karti rahi…kabhi kabhi main thoda sa bend ho jati to meri gand papa ke lund par thodi si ragad jati..jisse mujhe bahut maza aata….papa ko bhi khub maze aarahe the…papa ne mujhe peeche se hug kar liya…maine kaha kya hua papa…to papa ne kaha ki aaj tujhpar bahut pyar aaraha hai mujhko meri gudia…main khush hogyi ….iss bahane papa ne peeche se mere neck par kiss kar lia….meri khushi ka thikana nahi raha…man to kia ki main peeche mudkar papa ko kiss karoon lekin himmat nahi hui….tabhi mujhko ek idea aaya…main bhole bante huye papa se kaha ki papa meri ass(gaand) mein khujli horahi hai..pata nahi kyun…to papa ne jhut se meri skirt upar uthai aur meri gaand sehlate huye bole ki kahan horahi hai mujhko batao…maine kaha mere ched ke andar…papa ne apni ek ungli halki si andar daali to main halka sa chilayi to papa ne kaha kya hua..maine kaha papa dard hua…papa ne kaha ruko main ched mein ponds cream laga deta hoon…papa cream lekar aaye aur apni unlgi par lagayi aur meri gaand mein daalne lage…dheere dheere papa ne meri gaand mein puri ungli daal di…mujhko dard to bahut ho raha tha but agar main chilati to mummy uth jati uar saara maza kirkira ho jata…isliye main chup chap maze leti rahi..papa ne pucha kuch aaram mila…maine kaha nahi papa bahut khujli hoti hai…papa apni ungli andar bahar karne lage…maine kaha haan papa ab thoda thik lag raha hai..thodi derr aur karo…papa ki to lottery lag gyi ho jaise papa maze se apni ungli andar bahar kar rahe the…maine teerchi nazaron se dekha to woh ek haath se apna lund bhi sehla rahe the….papa gaand

Mein ungli karte huye puche ki bete aur kahan kahan hoti hai khujli…maine kaha aur bhi bohot jagah hoti hai papa…papa ne kaha batao meri nonu kahan hoti hai…main batane hi wali thi ki mummy ki awaaz aayi..papa ne ekdum se apni ungli nikaal li..aur mujhe bahut tez dard hua…main hadbada gyi…papa bhi hadbada gye..aur jhat se mummy ke pass chale gye…meri gaand to bilkul sun padi thi….aisa lag raha tha ki abhi bhi meri gaand mein papa ki ungli hai…main bhi mummy ke pass chali gayi…mummy baithi hui thi aur kaafi fresh lag rahi thi…maine mummy se pucha how r u mom??..unhone kaha better…phir unhone kaha ki tum log itni jaldi kaise uth gye abhi to 7 hi baje hain…to humne kaha ki hamari neend khul gyi…phir mummy susu karne chali gyi aur main aur papa ek dusre ko dekhkar smile pass karne lage….maine unhe badi hi sexy smile di…mummy bhi aagyi…mummy ne kaha ki ab humein tyaar hona chahiye….maine kaha haan…mainn nahane chali gyi…main sabke liye breakfast bana chuki thi….hum sab tyaar hogye…main saare bags ek ek karke neeche rakhne chali gyi aur car mein set karwane lagi…humara driver ek punjabi tha….aur kaafi hansi mazaak karne wala banda tha…main uss waqt choti thi to woh mujhko ek cute si choti bachchi ki tarah treat kar raha tha aur mujhe apni funny baaton se hansa raha tha….itni derr mein papa mummy bhi aagye…ab hum baithne lage…scorpio kaafi badi car hoti hai….uski last seat ko khol do to woh mini couch ban jati hai…humne faisla kia ki hum mummy ko last wali seat par leta denge aur main aur papa centre seat par baithenge…mummy raazi hogyi aur peeche wali seat par let gyi…hum wahan se chal pade….pehle pehle to hum log chup chap rahe…maine dekha to mummy bhi sogyi thi…

Driver car chalane mein mast tha…aur usne apne punjabi gaane chala rakhe the….maine papa ko dekha to woh mujhko hi dekh rahe the…main papa ki or halki si khiski aur papa ke kandhe par sar rakh dia…papa mere sar par haath pherne lage…main skirt pehen rakhi thi…main halki si aah ki awaaz nikali..papa ne pucha kya hua…maine kaha khujli horahi hai…papa ne peeche se meri gaand par haath lagate huye kaha yahan??…maine kaha yahan bhi aur kahin aur bhi…unhone kaha kahan…maine papa ka haath pakad apni chut ke pass rakh dia…papa meri taraf dekhne lage…papa ne mere kaan mein kaha ki yahan kaise khujli karoon….teri mummy jag gyi to….maine kaha mummy jagegi to rok dena….maine ek shawl nikali aur papa aur apne upar daal li…ac chal raha tha isliye thund ka bahana mil gya…papa ko green signal mil gya tha…papa ne kaha ki pehle kahan khujli karoon…maine kaha ass mein…unhone kaha ki tum uss taraf window ki taraf mooh karke baith jao aur apni gaand meri taraf kardo aur apni panty utar do…main apni panty utaar kar apne bag mein rakh li aur window ki taraf jhuk kar baith gyi jisse meri gaand papa ki taraf khul gyi….papa ne pehle meri gaand sehlayi aur phir halke halke usme ungli daalni shuru ki…papa ne mummy ki make up kit mein se ek cold cream nikaalkar pehle hi ungli par laga li thi jab main panty utaar rahi thi…papa ki ungli meri gaand mein jaane laggi aur main apni aankhein band kiye huye maze lene lagi…tabhi driver peeche muda uar kaha ki sahab yahan pass ke dhaabe mein meri chachi rehti hai…usko bhi dehradoon jana hai…agr aapko aitraaz na ho to main unko bhi le loon…aap adjust kar lena…papa ne apni ungli nahi nikali aur aisehi usko kehne lage ki nahi…yeh koi tareeka nahi..lekin mujhko daya aagyi aur maine kaha ki koi baat nahi papa hum adjust karlenge….papa ne kaha ok…aur driver phir aage dekhkar driving karne laga aur papa meri gaand mein khujli…aage ki story aapke mails milne par…my id is [email protected]

Hi this is Pabby…

I am a very friendly and loving man of 30+ now, living in Chandigarh. Married/unmarried/ unsatisfied women/couples contact me for a satisfying date. Ladies call me for escort contact me immediately. Secrecy guaranteed and demanded. Only serious people contact me now at [email protected]

Mera naam Roshni hai. Mein southern Delhi mein apne mummy papa ke sath rehti hun. Meri umra 19 saal hai, Gora badan, kaale lambe baal, 5″4 ki hieht aur meri aankhon ka rang bhura hai. Ek din mein apni saheliyon ke sath shooping kar ghar pahunchi. Apne kamre mein pahunch meine apni mez ki daaraz kholi to paaya ki meri blue rang ki panty wahan rakhi hui thi. Meine kabhi apny pany wahan rakhi ho ye mujhe yaad nahi aa raha tha.

Itne mein maynain kadmon ki awaz mere kamre ki aur badhte suni, meri samajh mein nahi aaya ki mein kya karun. Mein doud kar almari jaa chupi. Dekhti hun ki mera chota bhai Amar jo 18 saal ka hai apne dost Raj ke sath mere kamre mein dakhil hua.

“Roshni ” Amar ne awaz lagayi.

Mein chup chup chap almari chupi unko dekh rahi thi.

“Accha hai wo ghar par nahi hai. Raj mein pehli aur aakhri baar ye sab tumhare liye kar raha hun. Agar use pata chal gaya to wo mujhe jaan se mar dalegi” Amar ne kaha.

“Shukriya dost, tumhe to pata hai tumhari behan kitni sunder aur sexy hai.” Raj ne kaha.

Amar mera drawer khola aur wo blue panty nikal kar Raj ko pakda di. Raj ne wo panty hath mein lekar use sunghne laga, “Amar tumhari behan ki choot ki khushboo abhi bhi isme se aa rahi hai.”

Amar jameen par nazren gadaye khamosh khada tha.

“Yaar ye dhuli hui hai agar na dhuli hoti to choot ke pani ki bhi khushboo aa rahi hoti.” Raj ne panty ko chumte hue kaha.

“Tum pagal ho gaye ho.” Amar hanste hue bola.

“Come on Amar, mana wo tumhari behan hai lekin tum is baat se inkaar nahi kar sakte ki wo bahot hi sexy hai.” Raj ne kaha.

“Mein manta hun wo bahot hi sunder aur sexy hai, lekin meine ye sab baatein apne dimag se nikal di hai. ” Amar ne jawab diya.

“Agar wo meri behan hot to……..” Raj kehne laga, “Kya tum uske nange badan ki kalpana karte hue muth nahi marte ho?”

Amar kuch bola nahi aur khamosh khada raha.

“Sharmao mat yaar, agar mein tumhari jagah hota to yahi karta.” Raj ne kaha.

“kya tumhari behan koi bina dhuli hui panty yahan nahi hai”

“Jaroor yahi kahi hogi, mein dhundta hun tab tak khidki par nigah rakho agar Roshni aati dikhe to batana.” Amar kamre mein meri panty dhundne laga.

Amar aur Raj ye nahi pata thi ki mein ghar aa chuki thi aur almari mein chip kar unki harkat dekh rahi thi.

“Wo rahi mil gayi.” Amar ne gande kapde ke dher mien meri lal panty ki aur ishara karte hue kaha.

Raj ne kapdon ke dher mein se meri lal panty uthai jo meine do din pehle pehni thi. Pehle wo kuch der use dekhta raha. Phir meri panty pe lage dhabbe ko apni naak ke pas le ja sunghne laga, “MMMM KYA SEXY SUGANDH HAI AMAR.” Kehkar wo panty ko apne gaalon pe ragadne laga.

“Mujhe ab bhi uski choot aur gaand ki mehek aa rahi isme se.” Raj bola.

“Tum sahi mein pagal ho gaye ho.” Amar bola.

“Kyat um sunghna chohoge?” Raj ne pucha.

“Kisi halat mein nahi.” Amar sharmate hue bola.

“Mein janta hun tum ise sunghna chahte ho. Par mujhse kehte sharma rahe ho.” Raj bola, “Chalo yaar isme sharmana kaisa aakhir hum dost hai.”

Amar kuch der tak kuch sochta raha, “Tum wada karte ho ki iske bare mein kisi se kuch nahi kahoge.”

“Pakka wada karta hun,” Raj ne kaha, “Aao ab aur sharmao mat, sungho ise kitni madak khushboo hai.”

Amar Raj ke najdeek pahuncha aur use haath se meri panty le li. Thodi der use niharne ke baad wo use apni naak pe le jor se sunghne laga jaise koi perfume ki mehek nikal rahi ho. Mujhe ye dekh ke wishwas nahi ho raha tha ki mera bhai meri hi panty ko is tarah sunghega.

“Sahi mein Raj bahot hi sexy smell hai, manna padega.” Amar siskate hue bola, “Mera lund to ise sunghte hi khada ho gaya hai.”

“Mera bhi.” Raj apne lund ko sehlate hue bola, “kya tum apna pani is panty mein chodna chahoge?”

“Kyat um serious ho?” Amar ne pucha.

“Haan” Raj ne jawab diya.

“Magar mujhe kisi ke samne muth marna acha nahi lagta.” Amar ne kaha.

“Are yaar mein koi paraya thode hi hun. Hum dost hai aur dosti mein sharam kaisi.” Raj bola.

“Thik hai agar tum kehte ho to!”

Raj ne apni pant ke button khole aur use niche khaska di. Pant niche khasakte hi uska khada lauda uchal kar bahar nikal pada. Usne ek panty ko apne lund ke charon taraf lapet liya aur dusri ko apni naak pe laga li. Phir Amar ne bhi apni pant uttar Raj ki tarah hi karne laga. Dono ladke uttejna mein bhare hue the aur apne lund ko hila rahe the.

Dono ko is halat mein dekhte hue meri bhi halat kharab ho rahi thi. Meine apna badha apni pant ke andar dal apni choot pe rakha to paya ki meri choot gili ho gayi thi aur usse pani choo raha tha. Almari mein khade hue mujhe kafi dikkat ho rahi thi par sath hi apne bhai aur uske dost ko meri panty mein muth marte mein puri garma gayi

thi.

“Mera aab chootne wala hai.” Mere bhai amar ne kaha.

Meine saf dekha ki mere bhai ka sharir thoda akda aur uske lund se safed virya ki pickari nikal meri panty mein gir rahi thi. Wo tab tak apna lund hilata raha jab tak ki uska sari pani nahi nikal gaya. Phir usne apne lund ko achi tarah meri panty se poncha aur apne hath bhi pauch liye. Thodi der mein Raj ne bhi waisa hi kiya.

“Isse pehle ki tumhari behan aa jaye aur hame ye karta hua pakad le, mujhe yahan se jana chahiye.” Raj apni pant pehnte hue bola.

Dono ladke mere kamre se chale gaye. Mein bhi khidki se kud kar ghumte hue ghar ke main darwaje andar dakhil hui to dekha Amar dining table pe baitha sandwitch kha raha tha.

“Hi Roshni.” Amar bola.

“Hi Amar kaise ho?” meine jawab diya.

“Aaj tumhe aane mein kafi late ho gayi?”

“Haan friends log ke sath shopping mein thodi der ho gayi.” Meine jawab diya.

Mein kitchen mien gayi aur apne liye kuch khane ko nikalne lagi. Mujhe pata tha ki mera bhai meri aur kitna aakarshit hai. Jaise hi mieh thoda jhuki meine dekha ki wo meri jhankti panty ko hi dekh raha tha.

Dusre din mein so kar late uth. Mujhe kaam par jaana nahi tha. Amar college ja chukka tha aur mummy papa kam pe ja chuke the. Mein apni khole bistar pe padi thi. Ab bhi meri aankhon ke samne kal drishya ghum raha tha. Meine apne kapdon ke dher ki taraf dekha aur kal jo hua uske bare mein sochne lagi. Kis tarah mere bhai aur uske dost ne meri panty mein apna virya choda tha.

Pata nahi ye sab sochte hue mera hath kab meri choot pe chala gaya aur mien apni ungli se apni choot ki chudai karne lagi. Mein itni uttejna mein thi ki khud hi jor se apni choot ko chod rahi thi, Thodi hi der mein meri choot ne pani chod diya.

Mein bistar se khadi ho apne pure kapde uttar diye. Ab mein aine ke samne nangi khadi ho apne badan ko nihar rahi thi. Mera patla jism, gulabi choot sahi mein sunder dikh rahi thi. Meine ghum kar apne chuttad par hath phirane lagi. Mere bhai aur uske dost ne sahi kaha tha mein sahi mein sexy dikh rahi thi.

Meine apne kapdo ke paas pahunchi aur apni lal panty ko utha liya. Raj ke virya ke dhabbe uspe saf dikhayi de rahe the. Mein panty ko apne nak pe log jor se sunghne lagi. Raj ke virya ki mehak mujhe garma rahi thi. Mein apni jib nikal us bhabbe ko chatne lagi. Meri choot mein joron ki khujli ho rahi thi, aisa lag raha tha ki meri choot se angare nikal rahe ho. Amar ne jo panty mein apna virya choda tha use bhi utha sunghne aur chatne lagi.

Meine soch liya tha ki jis tarah Amar ne mere kamre ki talashi li thi usi tarah mein bhi uske kamre mein jaa kar dekhongi. Bahot saalon ke baad mein uske kamre mein jaa rahi thi. Meien uske bistar ke niche jhank kar dekha to paya bahot si gandi magazines padi thi.

Phir uske kapdon ko tatolne lagi,

Uske kapdon mein mujhe uski shorts mil gayi. Meri panty ki tarah uspar bhi dhabbo ki nishan the. Mein uski shorts ko apni naak pe le ja sunghne lage. Uske virya ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Shayad aisi harkat meine apni jindagi mein nahi ki thi. Uski shorts ko jor se sunghte hue mein apni choot mein ungli kar rahi thi. Uttejna mein meri sanse ukhad rahi thi. Thodi der mein meri choot ne pani chod diya.

Meine tay kar liya tha ki aaj shaam ko jab Amar college se wapas aayega to mein ghar par na hone ka bahana kar chup kar phir use dekhongi. Aur mujhe umeed thi ki wo kal ki tarah mujhe ghar par na paakar phir meri panty mein muth marega.

Jab Amar ka aane ka samay ho gaya to meine apni din bhar pehni hui panty kapdon ke dher pe faink di aur kamre se bahar ja kar khidki ke piche chup gayi. Meine Amar ke liye ek note likh kar chod diya tha ki mein raat ko der se ghar aaoungi. Amar jaise hi ghar aaya to usne ghar par kisi ko na paya. Wo sidhe mere kamre pahuncha aur meri chodi hui panty utha kar sunghne laga. Usne apni pant kholi aur apne khade lund ke choron aur meri panty ko laga muth marne laga. Dusre hath se usne dusri panty utha sung raha tha. Mein paglon ki tarah apne bhai ko muth marte dekh rahi thi.

Meine soch liya tha ki mein chup chap kamre mein jaakar Amar ko ye karte hue range hathon pakad loongi. Mein chupke se khidki se hati aur dabe paun chalte hue apne kamre ke pas pahunchi. Kamre ka darwaza thoda khula tha. Mein dhire se kamre mein dakhil ho use dekhne lagi. Uski aankhen band thi aur wo meri panty ko apne lund pe lapate jor jor se hila raha tha.

“Amar ye kya ho raha hai?” mein jor se pucha.

Usne meri aur dekha, “Oh mar gaye.” Kehkar wo bistar se uchal kar khada ho gaya. Jaldi se apni pant upar kar band ki aur meri panty ko mere kapdon ko dher pe rakh di. Uski aankhon mein dar aur sharam ke bahv the. Hum dono ek dusre ko ghure jaa rahe the.

“I am sorry, mein is tarah kamre mein nahi aana chahti thi, par mujhe malum nahi tha ki tum mere kamre mein hoge.” Meine kaha.

Amar munh khol kuch kehna chahta tha, par shayad dar ke mare uske juban se ek shabd bhi nahi nikla.

“Tum thik to ho na?” meine pucha.

“Mujhe maaf kar do.” Wo itna hi kah saka. Mujhe uspar daya aa rahi thi, mein use is tarah sharminda nahi karna chahti thi.

“Koi baat nahi, ab yahan se jao aur mujhe nahakar kapde badalne do.” Meine shant bahre swar kaha jaise ki kuch hua hi nahi hai. Usne apni gardan hilai aur chupchap wahan se chala gaya.

Raat tak wo apne kamre mein hi band raha. Jab mummy kam par se wapas aa khana banaya to hum sab khana khane dinning table par baithe the. Amar lekin shant hi baitha tha.

“Beta Amar kya baat hai aaj itne khamosh kyon baithe ho?” mummy ne pucha.

“Kuch nahi Maa bas thak gaya hun,” usne meri aur dekhte hue jawab diya. Mein use dekh kar muskura di aur wo bhi muskura diya. Khane khane ke baat raat mein meine uske kamre par dastak di, usne darwaza khola.

“Hi” meine kaha.

“Hi”

“Kya baat hai aaj bat nahi kar rahe, tum thik to ho?” meine pucha.

“Aise to thik hun, bas aaj jo hua uski sharmindgi ho rahi hai.” Usne jawab diya.

“Sharminda hone ki jarurat nahi hai, ye sab hote rehta hai, par ye kabse chal raha hai mujhe sach sach batao?” meine kaha.

“Wo aisa hai na mera dost Raj, tum to use janti hi ho. Wo tumse pyar karta hai. Usne mujhe 100 rupaiye diya agar mein use tumhare mein kamre mein lakar tumhari panty dikha du.”

“To kya tum use lekar aaye?” meine pucha.

“Mujhe kehte hue sharm aa rahi hai, par mein use lekar aaya tha aur usne tumhari panty ko sungha tha. Usne mujhe bhi sunghne ko kaha aur mein apne aapko rok na paya. Tumhari panty ko sunghte hue mein itna garma gaya ki mein aaj aapne aapko wapas ye karne se rok na paya.”

“Waise to bahot gandi harkat thi tum dono ki, phir bhi mujhe accha laga.” Meine hanste hue kaha, “tumhara jab jee chahe tum ye kar sakte ho.”

“Sahi mein! Kya mein abhi kar sakta hun? Mummy papa so rahe hai.” Usne pucha.

“Ek hi shart par jab mein dekh sakti hun tabhi.” Meine kaha.

Hum log bina shor machaye mere kamre mein pahunche. Meine TV on kar diya aur kamra band kar liya jisse sab yahi samjhe ki hum TV dekh rahe hai.

Amar mere kapdon ke paas pahunch meri panty ko le sungne laga.

“Mujeh dekhne do.” Hanste hue meine useke hath se apni panty khinchi aur jor sunghi, “mmmm ahci smell hai.”

Hum dono dhime se hanse aur bed par baith gaye.

“To tum din mein kutni bar muth marte ho?” meine pucha.

“Din mein kamse kam 3 baar.” Usne jawab diya.

“Kya tum ye Raj ko bataoge ki aaj meine tumhe ye karte hue pakad liya?” meine phir pucha.

“Abhi tak iske bare mien socha nahi hai.”

“Meine Raj ko kai bar tumhare sath dekha hai. Dikhne mein smart ladka hai.” Meine kaha.

“Wo tumhe pane ke liye tadap raha hai.” Usne kaha.

“Tumhe kya lagta hai mujhe uske sath sona chahiye?” meine pucha.

“Haan isse uska sapna pura ho jayega.” Usne kaha.

Hum dono kuch der tak yun hi khamosh baithe rahe, Phir mien uski ankhon mien jhankte hue muskura di.

“Raj agar tum mujhe apna lund dikhao to mein tumhe apni choot dikha sakti hun.” Meine kaha.

Amar ne meri taraf muskurate hue haan kar di. Hum dono kuch der chup chap aise hi baithe rahe aakhir usne pucha “Pehle kaun dikhayega?”

“Mujhe nahi pata.” Meine sharmate hue kaha.

“Tum mera lund din mein dekh chuki hai isliye pehle tumhe apni choot dikhani hogi.” Wo bola.

“Thik hai pehle mien dikhati hun, lekin tumhe dubara se apna lund dikhana hoga, pehli baar mein ache se dekh nahi payi thi.” Meine kaha. Usne gardan hila haan kar di.

Mein bistar se uth uske samne jaakar khadi ho gayi. Meine apni @jeans ke button khol kar use nichce khiska di aur apni kali panty bhi niche kar di. Ab meri gulabi choot thik uske chehre ke samne thi. Amar 10 minute tak meri choot ko ghoorte raha. Meine apni @jeans upar khinch button band kar bistar par baith gayi, “Ab tumhari bari hai.”

Amar bistar se khada ho apni @jeans aur shorts niche khiska di. Uska 7 inchi lund uchal kar bahar aa gaya. Mein kafi der tak use ghoorti rahi phir usne apna lund apni shorts mien kar jeans pehan li.

“Kal mummy papa kisi kaam se bahar jaa rahe hai aur rat ko late ghar aane wale hai, to kya mein kal Raj ko sath mien le aayu?” usne pucha.

“Haan jarur le aana.” Meine kaha.

“Mein jab use batounga ki meine tumhari choot dekhi hai to wo jal jayega.” Usne kaha.

“usse kehna ki chinta na kare, kal tum dono sath mein meri choot dekh sakte ho.” Miene kaha.

Dusre din mein jab kaam par thi to Amar ka phone mere cell phone par aaya,

“Hi kya kar rahi ho?” usne pucha.

“Kuch khas nahi tum kaho kaise phone kiya?”

“Agar Raj apne ek dost ko sath lekar aaye to tumhe bura to nahi lagega?” usne pucha.

“Agar sab koi is baat ko raj rakthe hai to mujhe bura nahi lagega.” Miene jawab diya.

“Dono kisi se kuch nahi kahenge ye mein tumhe vishwas dilate hun, thik hai sham ko milte hai.” Kehkar Amar ne phone rakh diya.

Jab mein sham ko ghar pahunchi to thoda pareshan thi, pata nahi kya hone wala tha. Mein TV chalu kar shanty se unka intezar karne lagi. Thodi der mein Amar ghar mein dakhil hua. Uske piche Raj aur ek sundar sa lamba ladka tha. Usne kandhe pe video camera latka rakha tha. Mein sharmai si sofe pe baithi hui thi.

“Roshni, ye Raj aur Prashant hai.” Amar ne mera unse parichay karvaya.

“Hello!” meine dhimi awaz mein kaha.

“Kya hum sab tumhare kamre mein chale.” Amar ne pucha.

“Haan yahi thik rahega.” Kehkar mein sofe se khadi ho gayi.

Jab hum mere kamre ki aur badh rahe the to mein Amar se pucha, “kya tum inhe sab bata chuke ho.”

“Haan, kyon kya koi pareshani hai.”

“Nahi aisi koi baat nahi hai.” Meine kaha.

Jab hum kamre me pahunche to Prashant ne apna camera bistar par rakh diya.

“Amar keh raha tha ki agar hum yahan aayenge to tum apni choot hame dikhaogi.” Raj ne kaha.

“Agar Amar keh raha tha tab to dikhani hi padegi.” Meine hanste hue jawab diya.

“Agar tumhe bura nahi lage to kya mein tumhari choot ki photo khinch sakta hu?” Prashant ne pucha.

“Bura to nahi lagega, par tum ise kise dikhana chahte ho?” meine pucha.

“Agar tum nahi chohogi to kisi ko nahi dikhaunga, par mein apni ek web site chalu karna chahta hun aur mein is photo ko apni us site pe dal dunga. Tumhara chehra to dikhega nahi isliye kisi ko pata nahi chalega ki tum kaun ho.” Prashant ne jawab diya.

“lagata hi isse mujhe koi problem nahi aani chahiye,” meine jawab diya.

Prashant ne apna camera utha adjust karne laga, phir usne mujhe apni @jeans aur panty uttarne ko kaha. Dono ladke mujhe ghoor rahe the jab meine apni @jeans uttar di aur apni panty bhi niche khiska di. Meri gulabi aur jhanto rahit choot khul sabke samne thi. Prashant ne camera ek dum choot ke samne kar uska digital photo le liya.

Mein apne kapde pehan bistar par baith gayi aur dono ladke mere samne kursi par baithe the. Hum charon aapas mein bat karne lage. Amar unhe batane laga ki kaise meine use apni panty soonghte pakda tha aur kaise ek din pehle wo Raj ko hamare ghar lakar meri panty sunghai thi. Raj aur Prashant dono hi ache swabhav ke ladke the. Prashant 22 sal ka tha aur smajhdar bhi tha. Wo daud kar bazaar gaya aur sab ke liye beer le aaya.

Baatein karte hamara topic sex par aa gaya. Sab apni chudai ki kahaniya sunane lage. Kaise ye sab college ki ladkiyon ko chodte the. Baten karte karte sab ke sharir mien garmi bharti jaa rahi thi. Achanak Raj ne kaha, “kyon na hum Prashant ke camere se ek blue film banate hai aur use uski web site par dal dete hai. Hum iska paisa bhi sab viewers se charge kar sakte hai. Phir har mahine ek nai film add kar denge.”

“sunne mein to acha lag raha hai” meine kaha.

“Dekho tumhare parents ko aane mein abhi 3 ghante baki hai, agar tum chaho to hum ek film aaj hi soot kar sakte hai.” Prashant ne kaha.

“Shuruat kaise karenge kuch idea hai.” Raj ne pucha.

“Roshni kyon na me camera tum par focus kar du aur shuruat tumhare interview se karte hai.” Prashant ne kaha.

“Sunne mein interesting lag raha hai.” Meine kaha.

Mein ek kursi par baith gayi aur Prashant ne camera mere chehre par focus kar diya.

“Accha doston ye sunder si ladki Roshni hai, aur Roshni tumhari umra kya hai?” Prashant interview ki shuruat karte hue pucha.

“Aur ye tumhare sath ye ladka kaun hai?” usne camera ko Amar ki aur ghumate hue pucha

“Ye mera bhai Amar hai.” Meine jawab diya.

“Accha to ye tumhara bhai hai, tab tum is sari bachpan se janti ho. Kya kabhi iska lund dekha hai?” Prashant ne pucha.

Mera sharm se lal ho gaya, “Haan bachpan mein jab hum sath sath nahate the to kai bar dekha hai, aur to abhi meine kal hi dekha hai. Meine ise range hathon meri panty ko apne lund pe lapete muth mar raha tha aur dusre hath mein dusri panty ko pakde sungh raha tha.” Meine kaha.

“Oh aur jo aapne dekha kya wo aapko acha laga.?” Prashant ne pucha.

Sharm ke mare mera chehra lal hota jaa raha tha, “haan kafi acha laga.” Meine jawab diya.

“Kya tum Amar ke lund ko phir se dekhna chahogi?” usne pucha.

“Haan agar ye apna lund dikhayega to mujhe accha lagega.” Meine sharmate hue kaha.

“Ok Roshni mein tumhara drivers licence dekhna chahunga aur Amar tumhara bhi?”

Meine apna licence nikala aur Amar neb hi, Prashant ne dono licence par camera focus kar diya, “Doston ye inka parichay patra hai, dono sahi mein behan bhai hai aur shakl bhi apas mien kafi milti hai.” Prashant ne kaha.

“Amar ab tum apna lund bahar nikal apni badi behan kyon nahi dikhate jisse ye pehle se acchi tarah dekh sake.” Prashant ne kaha.

Amar ka chehra bhi uttejna mein lal ho raha tha. Usne apni @jeans ke button khole aur apni shorts ke sath niche khaska di. Uska lund tan kar khada tha.

“Tumhara lund wakai mein lamba aur mota hai Amar.” Prashant ne kaha.

“Roshni tum apne bhai ke lund ke bare mein kya kehti ho?” Prashant ne kaha.

Meine muskurate hue jawab diya, “bahot hi jaandar aur sexy hai.”

“Roshni ab tum apna munh pura khol do, ab tumhara bhai apna lund tumhare munh mein dalega, thik hai.” Prashant ne kaha.

Prashant ki bat sun mein chounk gayi. Meine ye bat sapne me bhi nahi sochi thi. Mein aur Amar ek dusre ko ghoor rahe the. Thoda jhijhakte hue meine kaha, “Thik hai.”

Meine Amar ki taraf dekha jo mere pas aa apna lund mere chehre pe ragad raha tha. Meine apna munh khola aur usne apna lund mere munh mein dal diya. Pehle to mein dhire dhire use choos rahi thi phir chehre ko aage piche karte hue jor se chusne lagi. Jab usne apna lund mere munh se nikala to ek pucccccchhhhhhh si awaz mere munh se nikli. Meine palat kar camere ki taraf muskurate hue dekha.

“Tum sahi bahot hi accha lauda choosti ho? Tumhara kya khayal hai Raj is bare mein?” Prashant ne camera Raj ki aur maud diya jo apna lund apne hathon mein le hila raha tha.

Prashant ne phir camera meri aur karte hue kaha, “Roshini hum sab aur hamare darshak tumhari choot ko dekhne ke liye mare jaa rahe hai, kyat um apni @jeans aur panty uttar unhe apni choot dikha sakti ho?”

Meine apni jeans aur panty uttar di.

“bahot accha, mujhe tumhari choot pe camere ko focus karne do, ” usne camera thik meri choot ke samne kar diya. “Ek baal bhi nahi hai tumhari choot pe jaise aaj hi paida hui ho!” Prashant bola, “Ab hum sab ke liye apni choot se khelo.”

Mein apna hath apni choot pe rakh diya aur apni ungli andar dal ragadne lagi, “mmmmm” mere munh se siskari nikal rahi thi.

“bahot accha Roshni, lekin kyat um janti ho ab hum sab kya dekhna chahenge.” Prashant ne kaha.

“Kya dekhna chahoge?” meine pucha.

“Ab hum sab tumhari gaand dekhna chahenge.” Prashant ne kaha, “tum piche ghum kar apni gaand camere ke samne kar do.”

Meine ghum kar apni gaand ko camere ke samne kar diya aur thodi jhuk gayi jisse meri gaand thoda upar ko uth gayi.

“Amar dekho tumhari behan ki gand kitni sunder hai.” Raj ne kaha.

“Roshni mein chahta hun ki ab tum puri nangi ho bistar par jakar let jao aur apni tange ho jitna ho sakta hai utni upar ko hawa mein utha do.” Prashant ne kaha.

Meine apni gardan hilate hue apni sandle uttar di. Phir apna top aur bra bhi kholkar ekdum nangi ho gayi. Mein bistar par let apni tange ghutno tak mod apni chati pe kar li. Prashant ne camera meri choot aur gaand pe zoom kar diya.

“Amar tum apni behan ki choot ko chatoge.” Prashant ne kaha.

Amar ne haan mein apni gardan hila di.

“Roshni tumhe to koi aitraz nahi hai agar Amar tumhari choot ko chate.” Prashant ne pucha.

“Mujhe koi aitraz nahi hai balki mein to kab se intezar kar rahi hoon ki koi meri choot ko chate.” Meine hanste hue kaha.

Amar ghutne ke bal meri jangho ke bich baith gaya aur dhire se apni jeeb meri choot pe rakh di. Wo dhire dhire meri choot ko chaat raha tha. Thodi der choot ko chatne ke bad wo apni juban meri choot se lekat mere gand ke ched tak chatta aur wapas aate meri choot ko munh me le choosne laga.

“Amar kya tumhe tumhari behan ki choot ka swad acha lag raha hai.” Prashant ne pucha.

“Bahot hi accha swad hai, maza aa gaya!” Amar meri choot ko aur jor se chooste hue bola.

“Kaun sa swad acha hai choot ka ya gaand ka?” Raj ne pucha jo ab bhi apne lund ko hila raha tha.

“Pehle mujhce chakhne do phir batata hun.” Kehkar Amar ne apni ek ungli pehle meri choot mein dal di phir use nikal apne munh mein dal choosne laga. Phir usne apni ungli meri gaand ke ched pe ghooma use sungha aur phir munh mein le choosne laga. “waise to dono hi swad acche hai par mujhe choot jyada achi lag rahi hai.”

“Mujhe bhi meri choot ka swad chakhao na!” meine Amar se kaha.

Amar ne apni do ungliyan puri ki puri meri choot mein dal gol gol ghoomane laga. Meri choot ki andar se khulne lagi. Meine apni choot ki nason dwara uski ungliyon ko bhinch liya. Thodi der mein usne apni ungli bahar nikal mere chehre ke samne kar di.

Meine camere ki aur dekhte hue uski ungliyan jhapatkar apne munh mein le choosne lagi jaise mein kisi laude ko choos rahi hoon. Amar ne dubara apni ungliyan meri choot mein dal di aur andar bahar karne laga. Phir usne jhuk kar apni nookili jeeb meri choot mein dal di. Uski jeeb kafi lambi thi aur kareeb 3 inch meri choot mein ghusi hui thi. Phir wo niche ki aur hote hue meri gaand ke ched ko choosne laga.

“Kaisa lag raha hai Roshni?” Prashant ne pucha.

“MMMMMMMM Bahot maza aa raha hai.” Meine siskte hue jawab diya.

“Kya ab tum apne bhai ke lund ko apni gaand me lena chahogi?” Prashant ne camere ko meri gaand ki aur karte hue pucha.

“Haan use kaho jaldi se apna lund meri gaand mein pel de” meine kaha.

Mera bahi uth kar khada ho gaya. Meine bhi apni tange sidhi kar thoda unhe aaram diya aur phir tango ko mod chaati pe rakh li.

“Amar kya tumne kabhi socha tha kit um apna lund apni behan ki gaand me daloge?” Prashant ne pucha.

“Haan sapne dekhte hue meine kai baar apne lund ka pani choda hai.” Amar ne jawab diya.

“Dekho tumhari behan apni gaand ko upar uthai tumhare lund ka intezar kar rahi hai. Mein Raj aur hamare sabhi darshak iska betabi se ye dekhna chahte hai. Prashant ne kaha, Aaj mein Director hun isliye mein bolta hun waisa karo. Pehle apne lund ke supade ko iski gaad pe ragdo.” Amar ne waisa hi kiya. “Ab dhire dhire apna pura lund iski gaand me pel do.” Usne kaha.

Amar bade pyar se apna lund meri gand mein ghusane laga. Uska supada ghuste hi meri gaand ke andar se khulne lagi. Uska lund kafi mota tha aur wo apne 7 inchi lund ko ek ek inch karke ghusata raha jab tak ki uska pura lund meri gand mein nahi ghus gaya.

“Amar ab kas kas kar dhakke maro aur apna pura paani iski gand mein undel do.” Prashant ne kaha.

Amar ab mere chutad pakad toofani raftar se meri gand mar raha tha. Hum dono pasine se tar batar ho gaye the. Mein apne hath se apni choot ghaste hue apni ungli andar bahar karne lagi. Mere munh se siskariya phut rahi thi, “OHHHH HAAAAAAN AISE HI KIYE JAO AUR JOR SE AMAAAR HAAN CHODDO MUJHE PHAD DO MERI GAAND KO, AAAH MEIN TO GAYI.”

Mera choot mein ubal aana shuru ho gaya tha, aur do dhakkon mein hi meri choot ne pani chod diya tha. “Mera bhi chut raha hai.” Kehkar Amar ke lund ne apne virya ki bauchar meri gand mein kar di. Hum dono ke badan dhile pad gaye the gehri sanse le rahe the. Uska lund ab dhila padne lag gaya tha meine muskura kar use bahon mein liya aur choom liya.

Prashant apne camere se shoot kar raha tha. Usne camera ko band karte hue kaha, “Roshni ye hamara aaj ka akhri scene tha. Umeed hai hum jald hi milenge, ok bye.”

“bbye bbye sab koi.” Meine jawab diya.

Meine bhi khadi ho apne kapde penane lagi. Teeno ladke mujhe dekh rahe the.

“Kya tum sab koi phir se kuch scenes shoot karma chahoge?” mein chahta hun ki hamari web site sabse achi porn site ban jaye.” Raj ne kaha.

“Haan jarur karma chahenge.” Amar bola.

“Haan mujhe bhi accha laga, mein tayyar hun.” Meine jawab diya.

Thodi der mein Raj aur Prashant chale gaye. Meri mummy daddy bhi ghar aa gaye the. Raat ko hum sab khana khane dinning table par jama tha. Mein aur Amar khamoshi se khana kha apne apne kamre mien sone chale gaye.

Do hafte gujar gaye. Mere aur Amar ke bich is dauran kisi tarah ki batchit nahi hui thi. Mujhe laga ki porn site ke liye scene shoot ab ek kahani ho kar rah gayi hai. Shayad sab koi ise bhool chuke hai. Lekin har raat sone se pehle mein us shaam ke bare mein shochte hue apni choot ki garmi ko apni ungliyon se shaant karti thi.

Phir ek din college jane se pehle Amar mere kamre mein aaya, “Raj aur Prashant puch rahe the kya tum dusri film karn chahogi?”

“Mein khud yahi soch rahi thi ki tum log ye film phir kab karoge?”

meine kaha.

“Mummy Daddy do din ke liye bahar jaa rahe hai” Amar ne kaha.

“Kya tum log phir aana chahoge?” meine pucha.

Agar tum haan kahogi to ” Amar ne jawab diya.

Us din mein kam par chali gayi aur pure din shaam hone ka intezar karti rahi. Sirf soch soch ke mein itna garama gayi thi ki meri choot se pani choone laga tha. Akhir shaam ko thik 5.00 baje mein ghar pahunch gayi. Ghar mein ghuste hi meine teeno ko sofe par

baithe hue dekha.

“Hi sab koi, kaise ho?” miene pucha.

Hum sab thik hai, tum kaisi ho ?” Raj ne kaha.

Meine wahan jameen par kuch saman pada dekha, “Ye sab kya hai.?”

“Ye mere camera ka saman hai, stand, tripod vaigarah isse mujhe camera pakad kar shoot nahi karna padega. Automatic shoot hota rahega.” Prashant ne kaha.

“Thik hai, ab kya program hai. Shooting kahan karna chahoge?” meine pucha.

“Hum yahan bhi kar sakte hai.” Prashant ne kaha. Prashant ne apna camera on kiya aur mujh par kendrit kar diya, “Doston hum aaj phir sunder Roshni ke sath baithe hai.” Meine apna hath camera ke samne hilaya. “Aur ye Amar hai Roshni ka bhai, isse to aap sabhi mil chuke hai.” Amar be bhi apna hath hilaya.

“Chalo tum dono ab shuru ho jao.” Prashant ek director ki tarah nirdesh dene laga.

Meine aur Amar ne ek dusre ko muskurate hue dekha. Amar aage badh mere hothon pe apne hoth rakh chumne laga. Meine apni jeeb bahar nikali aur Amar meri jeeb ko choosne laga. Phir usne apni jeeb meri munh mein dal di. Hum dono ki jeeb ek dusre ke sath khel rahi thi.

“Ok Roshni ab hamare darshak tumhari sunder aur akarshak gaand ek bar phir dekhna chahenge, kya tum dikhana pasand karogi?” Prashant ne kaha.

“Kyon nahi.” Itna kehkar meine apni pant aur top uttar diya. Phir bra ka hook khol use bhi nikal diya. Phir apni panty ko nikal mein use sunghne lagi aur use apne bhai ki aur uchal diya. Usne meri panty ko pakad sunghne laga. Phir mein sofe par lait gayi aur apni

tange apne kandhe par rakh li jisse meri gaand uth gayi.

Prashant ne camera meri gaand par zoom kar diya.

Meine itni gulabi aur suder gaand aaj tak nahi dekhi.’ Prashant ne kaha, `Amar ap apni behan ki gaand ko chodne ke liye tayyar karo.’

Amar ne apni do ungli munh mein le gili ki aur meri gaand mein andar tak ghusa di. Ab wo apni ungli ko meri gaand mein gol gol ghuma raha tha. Prashant ne camera ko stand pe laga use automatic system par kar diya. Meine dekha ki Prashant bhi apne kapde utar nanga ho chukka tha.

Prashant ab mere pas aaya aur mujh god mein utha liya. Thik camera ke samne aa wo sofe par leg gaya aur mujhe pith ke bal apni chaati pe lita liya. Mera chutodo ko utha usne apne khade lund ko meri gaand ke ched pe laga mujhe niche karne laga. Camera mein uska lund meri gaan ghusta hua dikhayi pad raha tha. Ab wo niche se dhakke laga raha tha sath hi mere chuttad ko apne lund ke upar niche kar raha tha.

“Amar aao ab apne lund ko apni behen ki choot mein dal do tab tak mein niche se iski gaand marta hun.” Prashant mere momo ko bhinchte hue bola.

Amar turant apne kapde uttar nanga ho ek hi jhatke mein apna lund meri choot mein dal diya. Mere munh se siskari nikal padi, “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. ”

Mujhe bahot hi maza aa raha tha. Aisi chudai mein sirf blue films mein dekhi thi leking aaz khud karwa rahi thi. Ek lund niche se meri gaand mar raha tha aur dusra lund meri choot ka bhurta bana raha tha. Jab Amar apna lund meri choot mein jad tak pelta to uske baban ke dabav se puri tarah Prashant ke lund par dab jati jisse uska lund bhi meri gaand ki jad tak ja ghusta.

Dono khub joro se dhakke laga rahe the aur meri sanse ukhad rahi thi, “HAAAAAAAAAN CHODO MUJHE AUR JOOOOOOOOOOOOOR SE HAAAAAAAAAN AMAAAAAAAAAR AISI HI CHODDDDDDTE JAO. RUKO MAT HAAAAAAAAAN AUR TEJ HAAAAAA OHHHHHHHHH .”

Prashant ne mujhe thoda se upar utha ghodi bana diya. Amar ne apna lund meri choot se nikal piche hokar khada ho gaya. Prashant ab mere chuttad pakad jor ke dhakke mar raha tha. Uske bhi munh se siskari nikal rahi thi itne mein meine uske virya ki bauchar apni gaand mein mehsus ki. Wo tab tak dhakke marta raha jab tak ki uska sari paani nahi chut gaya.

Prashant khada ho camera ko apne hath mein le meri gaand ke ched pe zoom kar diya. Prashant ke virya meri gaand se chu raha tha. “apni gaan ko apne hathon se failao?” usne kaha.

Meine apne dono hathon se apni gaand aur faila di. Aisa karne uska virya meri gaand se tapakne laga.

Amar dekho tumhari behan ki gaand se kaise mera paani tapak raha hai.’ Prashant camera ko aur meri gand ke nazdeek karte hue bola. `Acha hai mujhe lund ghusane mien pareshani nahi hogi.’ Amar ne hanste hue kaha.

Amar mere chehre ke paas aa apna lund thodi der ke liye mere munh me diya. Meine do char bar hi choosa hoa ki usne apna lund nikal liya. Mere picha aa usne ek hi jhatke apna pua lund meri gaand mein dal diya aur dhakke marne laga. Thodi der meri gaand marne ke baad usne apna pani meri gaand mein chod diya.

Meine apni ungliyon ko uske pani se bhigone lagi aur phir camera ke samne dekhti hui apni ungli choosne lagi. “Agali bar jald hi milenge” kehkar meine apna hath camera ke samne hila diya.

Prashant ne bhi camera off kar diya.

Hi readers, I am back with another true incident of a Delhi wife, I think after reading this a lot of females will think and will agree that yes a hell lot of times they feel to go slutty but this society or their marraige life dosent allow them to do so and i think a lot will agree and prefer what Anamika had done to ensure that yes she can go ahead to discover how she wanna live her life and fill her sexual needs. We all know that its not possible that every time the couple thinks with the same logic or understand each other needs and preferences but you need to live life in your own terms and ensure your married life dosent know about it. Kamal and Anamika are happy married couple from delhi living in a posh bunglow in Patel Nagar and have all eminities in life but the hidden desire and need let the charming house wife go an extra mile to enjoy life. Read the same in Anamika’s words…..Anamika looked out the window of the eighteenth floor hotel room at the hustle and bustle going on in the alley below and wondered again why she and Kamal were there in the hotel. It seemed like a silly expense. Granted, it was a special occasion – her thirty-first birthday And their tenth anniversary – and they planned to spend the night drinking and dancing, but home was only twenty- five minutes away by commuter train so it wasn’t as if they had to worry about driving under the influence. Oh well, it was what Kamal wanted to do so why should she care.She turned and went to the bed and opened the garment bag she had carried to work with her in the morning. She took out the two cocktail dresses she had packed. She hadn’t been able to make up her mind between the black and the red so she had packed them both. Taking them out of the bag and hanging them up she still couldn’t make up her mind. She looked sexy as hell in both of them. Maybe she would let Kamal decide.She unbuttoned the dress she was wearing and began to slip it off when something from the corner of her eye caught her attention. She turned her head and saw a man standing at a window in the building across they alley and then she quickly looked away. He was no more than twenty-five or thirty feet away and instinctively she knew he was watching her. It had never occurred to her to close the drapes, not all the way up there on the twentyth floor. She was just on the verge of going over and pulling them closed when something happened to her.

A wild and crazy thought entered her head. She didn’t know him and he didn’t know her. “Dare I?” she wondered and even as she had the thought she knew she was going to do it.She stayed in full view of the man and slowly took off her dress and let it fall to the floor. She made a production out of getting out of her slip and letting it join the dress and she felt the heat building in her pussy as she got into stripping for the unknown man. Next the brassiere. She reached behind her and her fingers unhooked it and she let the straps slide down one arm at a time. She resisted the impulse to turn toward the man as the bra fell away from her breasts and instead stood still so he could see them in profile. They were still firm, even after two children, and they thrust out from her chest. The nipples were stiff from the excitement of what she was doing and she took them between the thumbs and forefingers of her hands and rolled them as she moaned and felt the heat flow to her pussy.She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and then wiggled her ass as she shimmied out of them and they fell to puddle around her ankles. She stepped out of them and then did a slow turn to put her back to “The Watcher” – that is what he was to her now, ‘The Watcher’ – and then she spread her legs slightly and bent at the waist to pick up the clothes that she had dropped. She looked back between her legs and saw that he was still there and he had taken out his cock and he was stroking it. She shivered with the feeling of

Wickedness that coursed through her as she realized what she was doing to the man. As she put the clothes she had picked up on the dresser she noticed that the bed was in The Watcher’s line of sight and she smiled an evil little smile as she decided to keep the show going. She lay down on the bed, spread her legs and started rubbing her pussy. She thought of The Watcher looking at her and she opened her legs wider as she slid one finger into herself. Did he see it slip in? She felt so slutty lying there hoping that he could see her finger split her pussy lips. She added a second and then a third and began fingering herself. She could see him stroking his cock and she tried to match her hand speed to his. She rubbed her clit and moaned as she worked herself toward an orgasm. She strained to see if she could get a look at The Watcher’s face, but shadows and window glare from the windowpanes prevented it. She had three fingers working and was so lost in the lust of the moment that she didn’t hear the shower stop running. She felt someone get on the bed with her and she panicked. Oh Jesus, he had somehow rushed over and managed to get across the street and into her room. Her eyes snapped open and she saw Kamal looking down at her and stroking his erection. She reached for it, took it in her hand and drew him toward her. She cried out so loud when her husband entered her that she was sure The Watcher heard her.She looked over Kamal’s shoulder and saw that The Watcher was still there and his hand was a blur on his cock and she had the quickest orgasm of her life.. She had two more orgasms as Kamal drove hard and deep into her, but she knew that Kamal hadn’t given them to her; they came because she was being watched by a man she didn’t know who was masturbating because of her. Just after her third climax she glanced over Kamal’s shoulder and saw that The Watcher was gone. She felt the edge go out of her excitement and when Kamal finished she wiggled out from under him and went into the bathroom to take her shower.

As she used the hot soapy rag to wash her pussy she thought again of The Watcher and his fist beating his big, meaty cock and she pushed the rag into her pussy with two fingers and had another orgasm.She stood looking at the two cocktail dresses on their hangers and made her decision. She would go with the red. She was definitely feeling like The Lady in Red so the red dress would be appropriate. The red dress and no bra!!! She wondered what had gotten into her that afternoon. It was so unlike her to do what she did. Maybe so, but why did it turn her on so much? Exposing herself to another man and now here she was planning to go without a bra while knowing if she didn’t watch her posture someone was going to get a good look at her breasts. She didn’t understand the change that had come over her, but she did like the feeling – she liked the feeling a lot.The restaurant she and Kamal were going to was just across the alley on the ground floor of the same building that The Watcher had been in. Would he be in the restaurant? Would he recognize her? If he did would he find some way to let her know? My God, what would she do if that happened. At the very last minute, while Kamal was still in the bathroom she took off her panties. No bra and no panties, my what had she become.As she and Kamal were shown to their table she felt as though every male eye in the place was on her. Was one of the men in the room The Watcher? She looked around the room, but did not notice that anyone was giving her undue attention and she felt a shred of disappointment. She wanted The Watcher to be there looking at her and remembering how he had masturbated while looking at her. , what a rush it was to think that there

Might be a man in the room who had seen her naked; who had watched her play with her breasts and pussy and who had seen her take the hard cock of her husband.She had the menu open and was looking it over when the waiter brought the bottle of wine that Kamal had ordered. She ignored the two men as they went through the silly ritual of sniffing the cork, rolling the wine in the glass and all the rest of that nonsense. Using the open menu as a shield to keep Kamal from seeing what she was doing she leaned forward as if to read the small print on the bottom of the menu. Her dress gaped open across the bodice and her breasts were in full view for the waiter to appreciate, her nipples erect and screaming, “Touch me, touch me.” From the corner of her eye she saw him looking down her dress as Kamal played ‘the wine game.’ Anamika wondered if she had given him an erection, but she dared not look.The waiter left, but he must have spread the word about what he saw because there was a constant stream of bus boys coming by to refill their water glasses. And every time they did if Kamal’s attention was elsewhere she would lean forward and give them a good look. Anamika didn’t know what she was doing to them, but she knew what she was doing to herself. Kamal wouldn’t know what hit him when they got back to the hotel room. Anamika was hot enough to fuck him to death.Dinner over, they went to the lounge on the other side of the lobby and found a table close to the dance floor. The live band was pretty good and seemed to specialize in the music of the Sixties and Seventies, which is the sound that she and Kamal preferred. As she sat down she allowed the dress to ride up and then she spread her legs and wondered if anyone could see her uncovered treasure.The next two hours went by as she and Kamal drank and danced.

The entire time she was aware of the male eyes on her and she constantly wondered if one of them was The Watcher. Anamika was careful to hide it from Kamal as she flashed her breasts every chance she got and when they were sitting she made sure that her dress was up and her legs were apart. Anamika was hot! She was hot and ready to go back to the hotel room before she lost it right there in the lounge and tried to get Kamal to take her on their table. But first she needed to hit the ladies room.After taking care of business she touched up her makeup and then took a good look at herself in the mirror. What she saw looking back at her was a woman who really needed to be made love to. Oh shit, she grinned at herself as she thought:”Tell it like it is. A woman who needs to be fucked and fucked hard.” Anamika set her clutch down on the counter and pulled her dress down to expose her breasts. She looked at her stiff nipples and then pulled on them with her fingers. ” she moaned and pulled her dress back up. She needed to get Kamal back to their room now….As she left the restroom someone grabbed her and spun her so that her face was pressed against the wall. Strong arms held her in place and a voice said in her ear:”Enjoying yourself bitch? Get yourself off teasing people? You think I didn’t know you saw me in the window? I know what you are. I’ve watched you all night flashing your tits and cunt,” the voice said as she felt her dress being lifted and then fingers probing for her pussy.Anamika moaned and then voluntarily or involuntarily – she never knew which – she spread her legs and he drove his fingers into her and she orgasm. She actually orgasm at his treatment of her.”This is the wrong time and the wrong place, but there will be a right time and a right place you little slut, and when that time comes i’ll fuck you until you bleed.”And then he was gone!

Anamika stood there, face to the wall, trembling, but not from fear. No, not from fear, it was from excitement. She shook it off and headed for the table to get Kamal. They were going to the hotel room and they were going NOW even if she had to drag him. She was almost to the table when she realized that she didn’t have her clutch purse. The Watcher must have taken it from her and she hadn’t noticed. Oh sweet Jesus. The Watcher had her driver’s license! He would know her name and where she lived and she was suddenly amazed when she realized that the idea not only didn’t frighten her, but it made her pussy drip.Anamika reached the table and told Kamal that it was time to go and when he said, “Let’s have one more drink and one more dance” she shocked him by saying, “No Kamal, now! I need to be fucked and I need it right now!” She had never used the “F” word in front of him before and he sat there looking up at her, mouth open in amazement. She grabbed his sleeve and pulled at him.”Now Kamal, now!” The elevator door had no sooner closed than she went to her knees in front of Kamal and pulled his zipper down..”What the hell are you doing Renu? Cut that out” Kamal cried as she reached in and took hold of his cock.Anamika almost had it out when the car suddenly stopped at nine and an older couple started to get on. The woman took one look at Anamika on her knees and snorted, “Well, I never!” as she grabbed the man with her and pulled him back off the elevator. Anamika laughed and said:”That’s probably true. I’ll bet that she never.””What the hell has gotten into you Anamika?””It’s what I’m trying to get into me lover. You!”

She got Kamal’s cock out and managed to give it a few licks and a few quick sucks until she felt the car start to slow and then she quickly stood up. She almost giggled watching Kamal frantically trying to stuff his erection back inside his trousers. The elevator stopped at twenty and Anamika dragged her husband to their room and waited impatiently as Kamal fumbled with the key. Once inside the little red dress hit the floor and she was pulling at Kamal’s belt. As Kamal moved between her legs she looked over his shoulder and she thought she saw a shadow behind the window opposite. Was he there? Was he watching? God, she hoped so as she dug her nails into Kamal’s ass, pulled him to her and begged him to fuck her hard and make her cum.Anamika sat at her desk staring out the window and thinking about the last two weeks. First, there had been what had happened on the night she and her husband Kamal had celebrated her birthday and their anniversary. Anamika couldn’t believe how she had acted and the thoughts she’d had that night. She had been stared at and lusted after by a whole room full of men and she had loved it. She left the restaurant a changed woman – a woman who wanted the attention of men and a woman who would do the things necessary to grab that attention. The next day on the train to work she noticed that the men in the car weren’t paying her any attention even though she was a good looking woman and she finally figured out that the way she was dressed had a lot to do with it. Severely tailored business suit, hair up in an unbecoming bun and wearing ‘sensible’ shoes. The perfect look for a sixth grade school teacher, but not something that would make men want her. And Anamika wanted them to want her – she needed them to want her – not that she would ever let one of them have her. She loved Kamal and she would never betray him, but that didn’t mean that she couldn’t tease a bit.As was their usual Saturday morning routine Kamal had gone to his standing Saturday morning golf date and she used that morning to do her shopping. But that Saturday she had modified the routine. Instead

Of the sweats or jeans she usually wore that morning she left the house in a short skirt, low cut blouse and with no bra. She wore a sweatshirt over the blouse and wore tennis shoes, but carried a pair of “fuck me” pumps in a bag. Anamika drove the kids to their dance lessons and dropped them off. Anjali’s mother would pick them up when she picked up Anjali and drop them off for their swimming lessons. She would finish her shopping and then pick up her two and Anjali and drop Anjali off on the way home. She watched the kids go into the dance studio and then she headed for the Wal-Mart Super Center.In the Lifestyle parking lot she removed the sweatshirt and tennis shoes and put on her heels. She checked her makeup in the visor mirror and then headed into the store. For the next hour she wandered up and down the aisles filling her shopping cart with items and filling trousers with hard ons. Any time a man was near she would bend at the waist to get something off the bottom shelf and let him see her free hanging breasts with their stone hard nipples. She would smile to herself when out of the corner of her eye she saw the man’s pants ‘tent’ up. She had men following her through the store pretending to be shopping, but she knew they were looking at her and wanting her. She had purchased a half dozen pair of thong panties and while doing it she teased two of her admirers. She stood there holding a pair of the panties in front of her and contemplated them as the two men watched. She knew they were imagining seeing her wear them and the thought made her hot. She knew they not only wanted to see her wearing them, but they wanted to be the one to help her take them off and that thought made her even hotter.

By the time she had picked the kids up and had gotten home she was as horny as a goat.When Kamal came home from the golf course she had sent the kids out to play and then she had pulled Kamal into the bedroom, pushed him back on the bed and went for his zipper. It had been a quick, no frills fuck. She hadn’t even taken his pants off. She worked his cock out, sucked it until it was hard enough for her and then she had moved over him, pushed down on him as his hardness slid into her and then she had fucked him until he came. Along the way she’d had two orgasms of her own. When she dismounted and let him get up he had said:”I don’t know what’s come over you lately, but I think I like it. I like it a lot.”She looked at him as his cum oozed out of her pussy and thought:Oh no honey, I don’t think you would like it at all.”Sunday was a day for catching up around the house and she stayed so busy that she never once thought of what had happened on Wednesday night or on Saturday, at least not until three that afternoon. She was in the driveway helping Kamal wash the car when she noticed a car coming down the street. It slowed when it reached her house and then speeded up after it had gone by.. Ten minutes later she saw the same car coming down the street from the other direction and it did the same thing again. It slowed down as it reached her house and then speeded up after it went by. She couldn’t see into the car because of the tinted windows, but she knew who it was and her pussy got damp as she realized that The Watcher had just let her know that he knew where she lived. Why knowing that caused her to become sexually aroused she had no idea, but aroused she was and once the kids were put to bed Kamal never knew what hit him. As she had her third orgasm in her mind she imagined The Watcher watching them as he masturbated.Monday on the way to work she sat on the commuter and looked around at the male passengers, who were again not paying her any mind, and she wondered about it. She was a good looking woman and the clothes she was wearing shouldn’t have detracted from that.

Were these men less manly than the men who had lusted for her the previous Wednesday and the ones who had followed her around Wal-Mart? What was wrong with them? That afternoon when she left her classroom and went into the teacher’s lounge she found a package in her mailbox. It was addressed to her at the school and had no return address on it.. No stamps, no fedex or UPS labels, just a package wrapped in brown paper with her name on it. She opened it to find her clutch purse with her driver’s license still inside. She felt the surge of heat in her belly – The Watcher knew where she worked! She set down at the table, her mind in a whirl as she remembered his promise:”There will be a right time and a right place you little slut and when that time comes i’ll fuck you till you bleed.”And now he knew not only where she lived, but also where she worked. She asked the girl behind the counter in the school office if she knew who delivered the package.”Just a guy who said he was with a messenger service.”She put it out of her mind and hurried back to her classroom for her next class.Before she boarded the metro train to go home she went into the station restroom and opened up her suit jacket, rolled the waist band of her skirt up two turns to show a little more leg, and then closed the jacket. She would see if a little more leg got her a little more attention. As she left the restroom she saw male eyes on her and she wondered if one of the men was The Watcher.On the train she sat in a very unladylike manner. She had both feet firmly planted on the floor and her legs slightly spread. Over the top of the book she was pretending to read she saw two men opposite her straining to look up her skirt without trying to be obvious about it and it excited her. She wished she had shortened the skirt a little more.She was fired up when she got home, but she had to hold it in.

She couldn’t rush off to the bathroom and use her hairbrush handle because she needed to get dinner started. But Kamal was going to be in for another long, hard night. As she peeled the potatoes she thought of how she could dress the next day. She needed to find that fine line between what would excite the men on the train and what would be acceptable wear at work. Or did she? Why not both? Yes, that is what she would do; she would do both. Kamal left for work a half-hour before she did so he didn’t see her as she left the house. She was wearing a short skirt, thong panties, a low cut blouse and she wasn’t wearing a brassiere. The outfit was topped off (or bottomed off she giggled) with a pair of “come fuck me” high heels. If she didn’t get their attention in that outfit then they were dead and just had not yet been buried. She carried the clothes she would wear to work in a garment bag and would change into them when she got off the train.It was everything that she hoped it would be. Men jockeyed for position to sit near her or across from her so they could look down her blouse or up her skirt. She smiled to herself as she saw all the tented trousers and knew that she had caused them. That morning set the pattern for the next week. The metro train was her stage and when on the train she let the world watch her as she tempted and teased. Every time she bent forward or leaned down her breasts were on display for all to see. When she sat down she let her skirt ride up and the men across from her strained to look up her skirt and catch a glimpse of her just barely covered clean shaven pussy. Her eyes met there’s and she grinned knowing that every one of them wanted her and would fuck her in a heartbeat if they just got the chance.Every day on the train and at the station she looked from face to face to see if there was any indication that one of them might be The Watcher. He said that someday he would catch

Her alone and every time she thought of that whispered promise her pussy got wet. She knew she would never be unfaithful to Kamal, but the fantasy was just so damned hot!!!It was a Tuesday morning and she was in the women’s rest room changing clothes when her cell phone beeped. Anamika took it out of her purse and looked at the display. It said, “Private number” and she wondered who it could be. She pushed the button and said:”Hello?””Good morning slut” said the voice she never would forget. “Changing out of your slut clothes? Getting ready to go and pretend you are something you are not? You are a slut Anamika and we both know it and one of these days you will be my slut. Like it or not Anamika, you will be my slut” and he disconnected. At first she was alarmed that he had her cell number. Was there nothing about her that he didn’t know? And then her body tingled at knowing that he was out there and that he wanted her. He wanted her as bad as the men on the train wanted her. She hurried into a stall and it took her less than a minute to get herself off with her fingers. As she left the bathroom she stopped and scanned the crowd looking for something, anything that might point out The Watcher. She saw nothing out of the ordinary and she hurried off to work.Anamika wondered if her students got anything from her that day. Her mind was on The Watcher and how he seemed to know everything about her. She knew how he found out where she lived, but how had he found out her cell phone number, how had he found out where she worked? She remembered his form in the window as he jacked off his cock. The same cock he had promised that he was going to fuck her with. She knew he never would – she would never allow it – so why was her pussy always wet when she thought of him? Somehow she managed to get through the day and when she got on the train to go home there was something different.

On a whim she had taken off her thong. Some lucky guy was going to get a full beaver shot on the train that evening.She hadn’t been sitting there for a full minute before she noticed the man across from her staring up her skirt. Anamika moved her legs just a little farther apart and he grinned at her. She grinned back and he responded by rubbing his bulge and that drew her eyes to it. My God, she thought, what did he have in there, a large summer sausage? She watched as he slowly unzipped and suddenly she knew what he was going to do. The underground tunnel was coming up and as soon as they entered it he was going to take out his cock. She sat there staring mesmerized at his hands as he got ready. The train drove into the darkness and something snapped in her and she got up and hurried over and sat down next to the man. He took one of her hands and put it on his cock and then he removed her hand. Anamika knew she should let go of his cock and go back to her seat, but something kept her there and when the man’s hand left hers she left her hand where it was and seconds later she was surprised to see that she was stroking his cock. She felt his hand on the back of her head and she didn’t resist as he slowly pushed it down. She moaned and opened her mouth and he pushed upwards into it. Her body was on fire with the slutitshness of it. She had never done anything even remote like that before and she couldn’t believe that she was doing it then. Her head was bobbing up and down and he was arching up and pushing his cock at the back of her throat as he moaned, “Yes, yes, yes.” Out of the corner of her eye she saw the sliver of light that told her they were almost out of the dark tunnel. She went to lift her head, but the man moaned:Please, please, I’m so close.”

Anamika clamped her lips tight around him and bobbed her head faster and he moaned, “Oh yes,” as his cock erupted in her mouth. Two quick gulps and she lifted her head from his cock just as they roared out into the daylight. Fifteen male passengers watched as she wiped the trace of cum leaking from her lips with the back of her hand. She looked each one in the eye and grinned as she stood up to get off at her stop. As she stepped off the train she was thinking, ” was Kamal going to be in for it that night. She was going to fuck him to death.”That night for the first time in her married life Anamika fell asleep sexually unsatisfied. Kamal had, for the first time ever, said:”Enough Renu, enough. For s sake woman, I’m only human.” Anamika woke up and reached over for Kamal. She may have gone to sleep unsatisfied, but she could start the day out right. But Kamal wasn’t there. She got out of bed and pulled on a robe and headed downstairs. Kamal was in the kitchen making the coffee and he was already dressed. She wasn’t going to get anywhere with him that morning.She got the kids up and then fixed breakfast. Kamal kissed her goodbye and left for work and she fed the kids and got them out the door on time to meet the school bus. As she was getting herself ready for work she thought again of what had happened on the train. That wasn’t her! None of what had been happening lately was the real her. She didn’t know what had happened to cause her to be the way she was behaving. It had to stop! She needed to get control of herself. She selected the most sever looking business suit and the most unflattering pair of shoes she owned. Minimum make up and her hair up in an unbecoming bun and she was ready to go. She was ignored on the ride into town and she didn’t see anyone look at her as she went from the station to the school, but she was barely inside the door when her cell phone beeped. She answered it and heard:”It’s too late,” said the voice that sent shivers down her spine. “You can dress down, but we both know that you are a slut. I’m out here slut, and i’ll have my chance.”She heard him disconnect and as she stood there looking at the phone in her hand she became aware of something. Her left hand was caressing a breast. Good what was wrong with her.

That evening on the train ride home she kept her eyes on the floor. She didn’t want to look up and see if any of the faces present were some of the same faces that had watched her wipe the cum off of her mouth with the back of her hand. She especially didn’t want to see the face of the man who had pushed her mouth down on his cock. She closed her eyes and forced her mind to concentrate on practical things. The new house should be completed within the month and she needed to make lists of what to do, what to keep, what to give away to Goodwill and what needed to be done to the house to help it sell. There had been a ton of walk throughs, but no offers and Neeta, the real estate agent, had given her a list of things that people hadn’t liked about the house. She had worked off most of what was on the list, but she still had a dozen or so items left to do.She felt someone settle on the seat next to her, but didn’t think anything of it until arms went around her to hold her and hands grabbed her head. She opened her eyes to see that they had just entered the tunnel and then there was a man standing in front of her. She opened her mouth to demand to know what the man was doing, but as soon as she opened her mouth she had the answer – a cock was pushed into the open hole and as the hands held her head the man fucked her face. The man who had his arms around her was rubbing her tits and even through the jacket, the blouse, the slip and the bra she could feel her nipples harden. A hand slid up her

Skirt and fingers poked, probed and pushed at her pussy. She felt the crotch of her panties forced to the side and then fingers were pushing into her pussy. She moaned and spread her legs and surrendered her pussy to the hand. The cock in her mouth was position fast trying to get off before the end of the tunnel and she moaned again and clamped her lips tight around the cock. A voice moaned, “Oh ” and she felt his cum spill into her mouth. She gulped it down and then licked the cock as it was pulled out of her mouth.Suddenly the arms holding her released her and the hand was withdrawn from her pussy. She sat there with her eyes closed until her stop was called and then, with eyes still on the floor, she got up and moved to the door. As soon as she got home she stripped off her clothing and using the handle of her hairbrush she got herself off. She couldn’t believe what had just happened to her. An unknown faceless man had fucked her mouth and as she moved the hairbrush faster she knew it would happen again and she also knew she wouldn’t fight it.It was not all that was slowly making this normal housewife a slut but she was enjoying it as the cause was not that she was not satisfied with her hubby but like every human being a change is always welcome and a lot of males and females have this hidden desire to go naughty and have extra little fun in public places like metro trains and buses and i am sure a lot of males and females must be enjoying it too without staking there married lives. Just come and confirm as i am gonna tell you more in the second part. I would love to give a extra help to any female or couple to fulfill any of their desire, just ensure you are disease free and secrecy would be maintained at the highest possible standards. Please get in touch with me at [email protected]

I guys i am back with more of Anamika’s adventures in public places and hope you will enjoy these too..so please read and comment. It was a Saturday morning. Kamal was out playing twenty, the kids were at the pool for their swimming lessons and she had an hour before she needed to go pick them up. She had just gotten home from shopping at Lifestyle and she was horny and hotter than hell. She had worn what she considered her “slut suit,” short skirt, low cut blouse with no brassiere on under it and high heels. She got a hell of a kick out of slowly walking the aisles and generating hard dicks and knowing that every man who saw her wanted to fuck her. She wondered if the day would come when one of them would. She knew one who wanted to and who was determined to. At least she thought he did. She hadn’t heard from The Watcher in three weeks.She was in her kitchen looking out her window at Akshay who was busy cutting the grass in her backyard. Akshay was the twenty year old son of their next door neighbors and Kamal had hired him to take care of the yard so Kamal would be free to play golf on the weekends. She watched him as he moved back and forth across the yard dressed in only shorts. She wondered if he had boxers or briefs on under those shorts. It didn’t seem fair that he could get away with walking around in only shorts. It didn’t seem at all fair to her that men could walk around almost naked while women had to cover it all up. She grinned to herself as she thought, “Well, not all women. Some of us let a little of it hang out” as she remembered her train rides and her visits to Wal- Mart.” She wondered again where her exhibitionist streak had suddenly come from as she wondered if Akshay had ever seen naked beasts, ass or pussy. She wondered what Akshay would do if she let him see her like The Watcher saw her. She got a warm and fuzzy feeling as she thought of letting the young lad see her goodies. What would he do? How would he act? She giggled as she realized that she knew exactly what he would do. He would find a private place where he could get rid of the hard on she had given him. Could she make it happen so she would be where she could watch him stroke himself?He was a good-looking boy and she wondered if he was still a virgin. Had he played with any of the young girls he knew? If she let him see her would she be his first naked woman? Oh my , wouldn’t that be a rush. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to make it happen.

She wanted to expose herself to him. Oh my she thought as she realized that the idea had her pussy dripping. She looked at her watch; she had enough time before she had to pick up the kids. She wouldn’t let him see her nude that day, but she could tease him a little. That’s what she would do, tease and escalate. A little that day, a little more the next time and even more the time after that. Make him want to see more. Make him sneak around, looking in windows, peeping to see if he could see more of her. All she would have to do was find things for him to do around the house and then ‘carelessly’ and ‘accidentally’ let him see more and more until she let him see her in all of her naked glory. No better time to start then right then.She hurried upstairs to her bedroom and dug through her drawers until she found just what she wanted. She undressed and put on the short skirt that she wore on the train and then put on the worn halter-top she had taken from the dresser. She leaned forward and got the effect she was looking for – her breasts were fully exposed. Next she took off her panties and sat down on the bed across from the dresser and looked in the dresser mirror as she moved around to find what position she needed to be sitting in for Akshay to be able to see up the skirt and get a glimpse of her clean shaven pussy. She combed her hair, put on some fresh makeup and headed back down to the

Kitchen.She made a pitcher of lemonade and then went out to get Akshay. He had finished the backyard and was doing the south side of the house when she walked up to him. He was a tall boy, at least four inches taller than she was and he had to look down when she was talking to him. He couldn’t help but notice her breasts and she did notice his eyes widen a bit when she leaned a little forward and the loose halter top let her breasts float free.”It’s hot out here Akshay and I noticed that you are all sweaty. I’ve made some lemonade so come on in the house and take a break and cool off.”She turned and headed for the back door and she could feel his eyes on her tight little ass so she put a little more wiggle into her walk. She had him sit at the kitchen table and then she poured him a glass of lemonade and bent forward at the waist to hand it to him. That gave him another chance to see her breasts. Did he notice how hard her nipples were, how they stuck out like stiff miniature erections?She took the chair on the side of the table rather than the seat across from him and sat down with legs wide to give him a chance to look up her skirt. She leaned forward, giving him another look at her breasts and then asked:”As a teacher I’m curious; what are your favorite classes in school.””Math and chemistry I guess. I like the lab work we do in chemistry.””How about science or biology? Don’t you do lab work in those classes?””Yeah, but it is yucky. Who wants to cut up frogs.””What about sports? You going to go out for any?””I’m going out for football.”His glass was empty and she leaned forward to take it from him. She grinned as she saw his eyes lock onto her exposed melons and saw the tent in his trousers. She yearned to reach out and touch it, but she didn’t dare. As she refilled his glass she thought about the men on the metro train and giggled as she remembered what one of the men had whispered to her one night. “We are going to rename the tunnel for you love. It will be called Blow Job Alley.” But what she had been doing with them over the last few weeks she couldn’t do with Akshay.

The men on the train were grown adults while Akshay was just a boy. She could tease, but she didn’t dare touch. But she did want to see his young cock and she did want to expose her naked body to him so she would just have to find a way to make it happen. She was just getting ready to sit down again when the pone rang. She took the call and suddenly everything changed and there was a sense of urgency to make what she wanted to happen with Akshay happen. Suddenly she had a limited window of opportunity.The phone call did give her another opportunity to tease Akshay. She got up and sat on the kitchen counter while she talked and when Akshay looked her way he could see straight up her skirt. He could see her pussy and she wondered if he could see how damp it was and would he know that his looking is what was making it damp? Was the lump in his trousers more pronounced? She thought it was and she shivered knowing that she had caused it. She really, really wished she could see his cock and maybe even touch it just once.When her phone call ended she slid off the counter, hung up the phone and then turned to see Akshay getting up. “I need to get back to cutting the grass. I have to be done by eleven-thirty because I promised my dad I’d help him move some things. Thank you for the lemonade.””You’re welcome Akshay,” she said as he went back outside. She watched him go and she was already planning the next timewhen Kamal got home she told him about the phone call.. “We have an offer on the house. The couple that looked at it last Saturday have offered our asking price if we replace the cracked patio or get an estimate for having it done and subtract that much from what we

Want. Also, we need to finish working off that list of items she gave to us, that’s part of the deal also. I told Neeta I’d have you call her back on it.””Why didn’t you just tell her to consider it a done deal?””I did, but you have to call her and let her know which way you are going to go. You talked about doing it yourself, but if you don’t and we use a contractor we need to have a time frame for him getting the job done. If we go the estimate route we need to get Neeta the figure so she can get started on the paperwork. And, we have to start pushing to get the new house finished because our agreement with Neeta is that we would be out within forty-five days of closing.””i’ll go call her now.””Oh, and I need you to talk to Akshay for me.””Why? What did he do?””It’s what I want him to do. I’m going to have to start packing and I’m going to need some help getting things down from the attic and up from the basement. See if you can hire him to help me.””Shouldn’t be a problem. Kids his age are always looking for a way to make some spending money.””One of the items on the list that Neeta gave us was cleaning up the ratty looking flower beds across the back of the yard. Can you get Akshay to weed them?””i’ll have him do it tomorrow. I’m going to the boat show with Ted. You interested in going?””No. I’ve some things I need to get done here. Things I have to do before we move. Ask Akshay to check with me when he comes over. I might have some things I want moved.”Sunday, as soon as Kamal had left for the boat show she had gone to the bedroom to get ready for Akshay. She put on her tightest T-shirt and the same skirt that she’d had on the day before. Again she went with no bra and no panties. With no bra her nipples poked the T- shirt and made sexy little pimples for anyone to see. She knew the pimples would be bigger by the time Akshay arrived; the excitement she was feeling would see to that. They would be positively stiff.The doorbell rang and she looked through the spy hole and saw that it was Akshay.

She rubbed her nipples one more time and opened the door. She said, “Hi Akshay” and watched as his eyes locked onto the peaks trying to poke through her T-shirt.”Come on sweetie,” she said as she turned and walked away from him, “My list is in the kitchen.”She knew his eyes were on her ass and she put some extra wiggle in her butt. In the kitchen she picked up her list and then ‘accidentally’ dropped it. Her back was to Akshay and she bent at the waist to pick it up. Her short skirt rode up and at the very least Akshay got a good look at her partially exposed buns. She picked up the paper and turned to face Akshay and was gratified to see from the bulge in his trousers that she was having the desired effect. She looked at the list and then said:”The real estate people are bringing a couple by to look at the house so the first thing I’d like you to do is clean out those flower beds at the back of the yard. While you are doing that I’m going to take a shower. I’ve been working up in the attic and I’m all sweaty and yucky. By the time you get done with the flower beds I should be done and we can take a look at some of the other items on the list.”She hurried upstairs and pulled the drapes open and pulled the blinds up on the window that looked out onto the back yard and then stood back out of sight until she saw Akshay at the flower beds. She moved to the center of the window and presented herself in profile and as she did it she remembered the last time she had done it and felt an electric charge surge through her as she thought of The Watcher. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Akshay and as soon as she saw him turn his head towards the house she threw her arms up and, as she had hoped, the sudden movement caught Akshay’s attention and he looked up at the window. She slowly pulled the T-shirt up over her

Head and arched her back just a touch to push her breasts out. She let the Tee fall to the floor and then she cupped her breasts with her hands and rubbed the nipples with her thumbs. Still in profile she raised her arms and ran her fingers through her hair.Akshay hadn’t moved. He stood there staring up at the window and she saw him rub the front of his trousers and she gloried in the knowledge that she had given him a hard on. Her knees were trembling as she moved away from the window and fell on the bed. As she attacked herself with her fingers she knew she had to find a way to let him see her totally nude. Looking up from the yard at the bedroom window would only allow him to see her from the waist up. If she were naked in the family room he could see all of her through the large glass patio door, but what reason could she have for walking around nude in the family room? Then again, did she really need a reason? No, she did not! So what if Akshay figured out she was deliberately flashing him. That would make him look all that much harder. Yes! The next time he cut the grass she would prance around the family room naked for him. But that wouldn’t be until next weekend and she didn’t want to wait that long. What could she do between then and the next weekend? She was staring up at the ceiling trying to get herself off with her fingers when the idea came to her. It might work.. It could happen. She put on a robe and hurried down to the basement. Kamal had built a small locked closet where he kept his hunting rifles and shotguns. He had built it out of scrap lumber and a lot of the boards were warped so when he installed the pre-hung door he ended up with some gaps. He had never gotten around to finishing the installation by putting trim around the door when he sheet-rocked. She unlocked the closet and went inside and looked out through one of the gaps and saw that she could see almost half of the basement. It should work!

There was a small ladder behind the furnace and she used it to stand on while she piled up a couple of boxes so the top ones were too high for her to reach without a ladder and then she put the ladder back behind the furnace. She went back up to the bedroom and stood where she could watch Akshay work. When it looked like he was almost done she went back downstairs and called him into the kitchen. She was holding her robe closed with one hand and it was allowing the robe to show the upper slopes of her breasts and if she leaned just a bit forward Akshay could see all of them including the nipples. When Akshay came in she bustling around the kitchen and several times she moved by him and gave him a quick show. “I have something I need you to do for me in the basement,” she said. “Come on down and i’ll show you.” She led him over to a pile of boxes and said, “When we move a lot of this will go out with the trash and some will be given to Goodwill. I can’t reach those top boxes so I need for you to get them down for me so I can go through them. Then I will need you to carry the stuff I’m going to toss up to the garage. I’d like this one first.” As she said that she reached up to point at one particular box and when she did she let go of the robe and it opened up. She saw Akshay’s eye go wide as he got the full front view of her body. He saw her breasts with the stiff, oh so stiff nipples, the flat tummy and the freshly shaven pussy before she said, “Oops, sorry about that” and closed her robe. “Can you do that for me as soon as you are done with the flower beds?”Akshay said he could and then they walked back upstairs. She had noticed the hard lump in his pants and now all she could do was wait and hope. She watched Akshay from the window and when she saw him put the tools back in the shed where the lawn mower

Was stored she hurried down to the basement and got into the closet. Five minutes later Akshay came down and walked over to the pile of boxes. He looked at them for a few seconds and then walked back over to the stairs and looked up as if he were listening for something and then he went back to the boxes. Apparently satisfied that he would hear if anyone started down the steps he unzipped his pants and took out his cock. Anamika had a clear view of Akshay from the closet and she caught her breath as she watched him pull on his cock. It was a nice looking cock and she wished she was out there in front of him on her knees and offering him her mouth. Her fingers went to her pussy as she watched him work his cock. She thought of all the cocks she had sucked on the train and she wondered what a young boy would taste like. But she wanted so bad to find out. Akshay was stroking himself hard and fast and Anamika’s fingers were plunging into her pussy and rubbing her clit and then she saw a rope of cum shoot out from the head of Akshay’s cock and fall to the floor. The sight of it set her off and she bit her lip to keep from screaming out as she had her own orgasm. She watched him milk the last drop from his cock and then he pulled a hankie out of his back pocket and wiped his cock off and put it away. He knelt down and used the hankie to wipe up what was on the floor and then he put the hankie back in his pocket. He took the three top boxes down and set them on the floor and then went up the stairs and she heard him go out into the garage. She came out of the closet and was headed for the stairs when something caught her eye.

She went over and looked and saw that some of the cum that had spewed out of Akshay’s cock had hit one of the boxes. She reached out and scooped it up with her finger and brought it up to her nose and sniffed it. It didn’t smell any different than Kamal’s and without even thinking she put her finger in her mouth and sucked it clean and then she suddenly realized what she had just done and she moaned and then rushed up to her bedroom. She was lying on the bed and using the hairbrush to fill her aching pussy when the phone rang. “Hello?” “Hello slut,” said the unmistakable voice of The Watcher, “Have you missed me? I was out of town for a bit, but I’m back and still looking for my chance. I won’t join the line for the tunnel because I going to take your cunt and your ass. Soon slut, I’m going to have you soon.” He disconnected and she dropped the phone on the bed, moaned “Oh God, he knows about the train. Is there anything about me he doesn’t know?” and went to work with the hairbrush. Anamika went over the list of things she had to get done with an eye to those items where there was a possibility of being able to expose herself to Akshay. She had no idea why she got such a rush from letting the boy see her, she just knew that it turned her on and she loved that turned on feeling. The item she was giving the most consideration to was the wall between the upstairs bathroom and the kid’s bedroom. The kids at one time had done a number on the wall with crayons and finger paint. She had scrubbed and scrubbed the wall, but had never gotten it totally clean so it was going to have to be painted. Her bedroom door was just opposite the wall and if she had Akshay paint the wall she could be in the bedroom with the door opened just a crack and give Akshay a show. The wall would need two coats of paint and that meant she could tease him for hours. But she was running out of time. She needed to get it done soon.

She put the list down and got ready to go to work. Sever cut business suit and shoes with a two-inch heel. Hair up in an unbecoming bun and almost no make up. A last minute smile as she put her underpants in her purse and then she left the house.There had been a change over the last week. It was almost as if the men who rode the train with her every day knew that she would be moving soon and wouldn’t be taking that train anymore. Three days ago, for the first time, the men had moved in on her on the morning ride and she had given her first west to east blow job as they went through the tunnel. It was as if there was a sense of urgency on the part of the male riders in her car to get as much as they could in the time remaining. Now she had a cock pushed in her mouth going to work AND coming home.Other than the very first one she had done she didn’t know who was using her. She had no idea if every man in the car had pushed his meat in her mouth or if some turned away in disgust. She kept her eyes on the floor when she entered the car and closed them and kept them closed after she was seated. And she smiled at the thought that there always was a seat for her. She could tell when they got close to the tunnel because the men on either side of her would move closer and she would sense someone moving in front of her. Her ears heard the sound of the zipper and it was like Pavlov’s bell, the sound made her mouth open and seconds later it was filled with cock. Hands went up her legs and she spread them wide to let the fingers find her pussy and then she was finger fucked as she sucked off the unknown man. Sometimes the man shot off a blast of cum down her throat and sometimes he didn’t get off, but the unwritten and unspoken rule was that the cock had to be put away before the train surged out of the tunnel bore.

Her eyes stayed closed until her stop was called and then, eyes to the floor, she got up and left.That morning had been like the prior three days. The man hadn’t gotten off, but the fingers working in her pussy had gotten her off. There would be no east to west blow job that night because Kamal was going to meet her after school and they were going to a cocktail party put on by one of Kamal’s customers. She kept several changes of clothes in a locker in the girls locker room and when she got to school she changed into something a little nicer than her sever “cock sucking suit.” She touched up her make up in the mirror and headed for her classroom and sat down at her desk just as the bell rang.Students came into the classroom and took their assigned seats and her work day began. She looked out over the classroom and thought of how much she disliked her first hour. The class was eighty percent female and she got no enjoyment out of teasing girls. Her second and third hours weren’t much better. Her favorite class of the day was her fourth hour – seventy-five percent boys. Plus she had an hour break between her fourth hour and her last class of the day and when the ‘mood’ struck her she would ask one of the boys who didn’t have a class the next hour to help her ‘do some things’. If the boy were at all observant she would see to it he got an eye full. She was looking forward to the afternoon and she had already picked out the lucky boy and was making plans when Anita from the front office came and got her.”You have a call in the office.”She followed Anita back to the office and Anita told her that the call was on line three.”Hello?””Hello slut. Just wanted you to know that I haven’t forgotten you. Make sure your cell phone battery is charged. I’ll be calling you tonight.”Her plans for the day were shot. She could barely

Concentrate on her classes as she wondered about The Watcher’s call and why he would be calling her that night. Anamika caught a cab to the address Kamal had given her. It was a hotel and the cocktail party was being held in one of the ballrooms on the basement level. There were some people there she knew, people who worked with Kamal and who she had met at his company Christmas parties and other cocktail parties. She and Kamal circulated and socialized and she was introduced to a half a hundred people who she promptly forgot since she knew she would never see them again. She had been at the party for an hour and a half when she heard her cell phone beep. She knew who it was before she even took the phone out of her purse. She looked at the display and it read “Private call.” She just wouldn’t answer it. She would not play his sick games; she just would not take the call. But as the phone continued to beep she felt her pussy dampen and with a sharp little cry of what was probably despair she pushed the button and said:”Hello?””Good evening slut, are you ready?””Ready? Ready for what?””You know what you little cock-sucking whore. Go to the elevator and take it to the fourth floor.””Why?””Because I will be waiting for you slut. It is going to happen. You and I both know it will happen, so let’s get it over with. Take the elevator to the fourth floor. Do it now slut.”He disconnected and she stood there looking at the phone in her hand. He was there! He was there in the building and somehow he had known that she would be there at the cocktail party. Who was he? How did he know so much about her? The answer of course was on the fourth floor.She glanced around the room and saw Kamal in conversation with a couple of men. She dropped her cell phone in her purse and walked over to the doorway to the ballroom. Just opposite was the bank of four elevators, any one of which could take her to the fourth floor, take her to the answers to her questions. Her pussy tingled, she could tell that her nipples were stiff inside her bra and in her minds eye she could see the form in the window across the alley with his hand on his cock as he watched

Kamal fuck her on the hotel bed. So simple, just walk the twenty-five feet and push the button. She remembered his hot breath on her neck and the way his fingers felt in her pussy and she shivered when she remembered the way he had called her “slut.” She had just taken her first step toward the elevators when from behind her she heard:”There you are. Are you ready to go?”She turned and saw Kamal walking toward her. She cast a glance at the elevators and then said:”Yes dear, I’m ready if you are.”On the way home she told Kamal, “There is no school tomorrow and i’ve already asked Akshay to help me around the house. Do you have anything you need done?””No. Just clear Neeta’s list is all I can think of. I’ve decided to go the estimate route on the patio. I have a contractor coming to give me a bid on it Saturday. I should be home from the golf course before he gets there. What are you going to do to morrow?”Move some things from the attic out into the garage and sort through them and have Akshay paint the wall between the bathroom and the kids room.”She slid over next to Kamal and her hand went to his fly. She pulled down his zipper and worked his cock out and then bent her head to take it in her mouth. She almost giggled at the thought that she was giving out her going home blow job after all.She had the area taped off and a plastic drop cloth covering the floor when Akshay got there. She was wearing a pair of cut-off jean shorts that were cut so short that her pussy hairs would have stuck out had she not been clean shaven. With the shorts she wore a very loose halter top and she wasn’t wearing

A bra. Akshay would definitely get an eyeful that day and that would just be before she took her shower..When the doorbell rang she ran to open the door and let Akshay in. She gave him a big smile and a big surprise when she took his arm and practically pulled him into the house. She pulled him to her and gave him a tight hug. She pressed her breasts into his chest and hoped that he could feel her rock hard nipples and then she pulled back and kissed him on the cheek.”I just want to thank you honey. I really do appreciate all the help you are giving me. Let me grab my list and we can get started.”They spent the next hour moving things from the attic and the basement out into the garage and then she showed him where the paint and brushes were and took him upstairs and pointed out the area she wanted painted. “While you paint the wall I’m going to take a quick shower.”She went into her bedroom while Akshay went back out to the garage to get the paint. She very carefully left the door open so that there was about a two inch gap between the door and the door jamb and then she went to the middle of the room and looked back at the gap. If Akshay could see as much looking in as she could see looking out he was in for the tease of his young life.She took a quick shower and when she came out she could see him setting up to paint. She walked out to the center of the room and stood there, in profile, as she used a towel to dry off her body. Out of the corner of her eye she could see him standing there, still as a statue, as he looked through the gap at her. Moreover, she could see him rubbing the lump in his pants. She thought back to the day she had watched him jack off and she wondered how she could arrange to see him do it again.Her body dry she went to work toweling her hair. Standing there with her arms up as she toweled her head she knew that her breasts were thrust out and she could feel his eyes devouring her. She tossed the towel aside and walked over to the dresser and got the body lotion.

Moving around as if she was totally unaware that the door was open she opened the lotion bottle and then started rubbing lotion on her body. First her arms. Slowly, taking her time, she did one arm and then the other. A glance out of the corner of her eye showed Akshay rooted in place and staring through the gap between the door and the doorframe. Her arms done she started on her upper body, paying particular attention to her breasts as she slowly rubbed the lotion on. She cupped her breasts in her hands and tweaked the nipples and then moved down to her belly. Another corner of the eye glance showed that Akshay hadn’t moved an inch from where he was standing when she started. She caught her breath as she saw he had taken his cock out and was slowly stroking it. She needed to move so she could see without him knowing. She turned her back to him, spread her legs and bent at the waist to rub lotion on the backs and fronts of her legs. She looked back through her spread legs and she could see him working his cock. “Oh my ” she thought, “This is so hot” as she ran her fingers through her pussy lips as she moved her hand to spread lotion on the cheeks of her ass. She closed her eyes as her fingers stroked her pussy and imagined herself on the train going into the tunnel with Akshay standing in front of her. The thought sent shivers through her body. She heard a sound and opened her eyes and saw that Akshay was no longer in the hall watching. The door was wide open and Akshay was in the room and coming toward her. No!!! This was not the way it was suppose to happen. She needed to get up and run into the bathroom and lock the door behind her. He moved toward her, but she could not make herself move. She looked back through her legs and saw his hands reach for her.. She felt him grab her hips and

The, “No Akshay, don’t” died in her throat as she felt the head of the young boys cock push at her pussy and she let out a long, low moan as his cock slid into her already hot and dripping pussy. He pushed into her a half dozen times and she felt him spurt.”No,” she moaned, “No, not yet” but it was too late because he already had. She turned and went to her knees in front of the boy and took his cock in her mouth. “i’ll get you back” she moaned as her lips locked around him, “i’ll get you back”. She had him hard in no time and she stood up and pulled him over to the bed. She got on her knees and moaned, “Hurry honey, hurry” and was almost instantly rewarded as Akshay’s hard cock lanced into her. She was naked and he still had all of his clothes on, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was the stiff dick plowing her pussy. She urged him on, begging him to fuck her harder, to make her cum, and he plowed away at her. She did have one orgasm before he came and when he did she pushed him off of her, spun around and went after his cock with her mouth again. It took a little longer to get him back up that time, but as soon as he was hard she mounted him and fucked him again.She was lying there and folding him while he sucked on her breast and she said:”You know that no one can ever know about this right?””Yes ma’am.””I’m serious Akshay, no one, not even your best buddy can ever know. If word gets out it could get back to my husband and he would put a stop to it. He would probably throw me out of the house. We don’t want that do we? We wouldn’t be able to do it anymore and you do want to do it some more don’t you?””Yes ma’am.””Go paint the wall honey. I’ll wait here for you.”

He got off the bed and rushed out to do the wall and through the open door she watched him as she fingered herself. She had to keep it warm for him, didn’t she? She fingered her pussy as she watched Akshay through the open door. He looked so cute as she watched his naked body move back and forth as he moved from one end of the wall to the other. He kept glancing in at her lying on the bed, fingers busy in her pussy, and she could see his erect cock bobbing as he walked. Twice he had put the brush down and headed for the bed, but both times she had stopped him and had told him not until he had the first coat on the wall.As she watched Akshay work she wondered at the changes that had come over her since that night in the hotel room. She had never teased anyone before in her life. She had never felt any need to exhibit herself before then either. She damned sure never thought of giving head to faceless strangers on a train. She never had intended to cheat on Kamal either. The thing with Akshay was never supposed to be anything but teasing and exhibitionism. She still didn’t understand why she hadn’t run for the bathroom and locked herself in or why she was lying on the bed eagerly waiting for him to finish putting the first coat on the wall. And what about her mystery man, The Watcher. Would she really have taken the elevator to the fourth floor if Kamal hadn’t come along when he did? She broke off her thoughts as Akshay came into the room.”The first coat is on.””Then come over here and get paid for it honey” she said as she opened her arms and legs to accept him.She dressed and sent him back to the wall to apply the second coat and then she went out into the garage and began going through boxes and sorting out what she was going to keep and what she was going to throw away. She was bent over a box when Akshay came up behind her and put his hands on her hips. She looked at her watch and saw that they had time and said:”Go ahead baby. If you really want it go ahead and pull down my shorts and give it to me.”

He took her from behind as she bent over the box and after giving her two orgasms he came. She turned, hugged him and kissed him and then said:”Kamal leaves for golf at seven. If you get here early enough we can work some items off my list and maybe find some time to play. Would you like that?”The smile on his face was all the answer she needed. He hadn’t been gone five minutes when the phone rang.”Hello?””I saw you slut. I saw you start for the elevator. There will be another time and you know it. When I call you will come and you know that too” and he hung up.Would she? Would she really go to him if he called and told her to? She remembered her first hesitant step toward the elevator that night and she shivered as her pussy started to tingle. Anamika wondered if she should see a shrink. There had to be a reason for the turn her life had taken, but even if she sought out professional help would she be able to tell a stranger what she had been doing? Could she tell anyone – even a mental health professional – how big a slut she had turned into? She doubted it. She looked back at the past week and wondered how someone would take a description of it. On Monday she sucked off two nameless, faceless men on a train and once at school she managed to flash a couple of different boy; giving one a nice look down her blouse and the other a pretty good look up her skirt. One Tuesday, Kamal’s bowling night, she and Akshay moved a half dozen boxes from the basement to the garage and then they had fucked for two solid hours and earlier in the day she had given out her two train blow jobs.On Wednesday she rode into the city with Kamal so she only gave out the one blow job on the way home. She was able to tease a few boys and then just before she’d left work

Kamal had called her and told he would be working late so she had called Akshay as soon as she got home. She didn’t waste anytime on the list, just pulled him into the bedroom where the two of them spent the next two hours fucking.Thursday and Friday were a repeat of sucking cocks on the train and teasing boys at school. And then there was Saturday. How could she ever explain Saturday to anyone? There were several really heavy items in the basement that needed to be moved up into the garage and Akshay had brought his friend Mukesh along to help. She had been disappointed because she had planned on some play time with Akshay, but with Mukesh there she had to behave.When they were done and getting ready to leave she had called Akshay back into the house for a moment. Akshay told Mukesh to wait a minute, that he would be right back, and then he had followed her into the dining room. She had sat him down on a chair.”We don’t have time to do what I want to do honey,” she had said as she pulled down his zipper, “But I can give you a quick blow job.”Her head was bouncing up and down on Akshay’s cock when Mukesh walked into the room. He had gotten tired of waiting and had come back in the house to ask Akshay how much longer they were going to be there. He took one look at what was going on and had seen her gulping Akshay’s cum down and he had taken out his cock, walked over to her and put it in her face. She hadn’t even hesitated – she had leaned forward and had taken him in her mouth.Five minutes later she was on her knees on her bed with an twenty year old in her mouth while a twenty year old was getting rid of his virginity in her from behind. How in the hell could she tell anybody, even a shrink, about something like that?She knew she was out of control and that she needed to do something to get her life back on track. The move to the new house would be the first step in getting straightened out. The new house would take her away from Akshay and her

Commute would be different so that would eliminate the train rides. She would satisfy her urges by teasing the boys in her class and fucking Kamal’s brains out. She didn’t think either would complain.I hope you all would have enjoyed but remember all these incidents are true and you need to believe it. I know a lot of couples and femles too read these stories on this blog but very few came forward to confess that yes they like and they do it!!!, its an request to all the hubby’s out there that they should realize that we are living in a 21st century and like guys do require and love a change we should not forget that wife too wants the same thing and if you help them they are gonna love it and if not they will find a way to do it so please enjoy this life with your partner as this time will never come back. I wish if any female or couple needs my help to fulfill any of their sexual desire they will surely gonna love it. Please ensure you are clean and disease free and secrecy would be maintained at the highest possible standard. Please get in touch with me at [email protected]

Hi readers, the sexual episode of Anamika contunues and hope you all are enjoying. She had tried to put all incidents in the relative manner to help you know her condition well, so please enjoy reading….The next several weeks were busy ones for Anamika as she spent her days in the classroom and her evenings and weekends getting ready to move. Anyone observing her during that period would think she was organized, well ordered and efficient, but she wasn’t ‘well ordered’ at all. Her life was anything but. In the last few months she had unleashed something that she had never known she had inside her. One hour in an eighteenth floor hotel room with the drapes open had let loose a sexual being she had never been aware of. From loving wife and prim and proper school teacher to slut in one hour and she didn’t understand where it came from. She didn’t understand it, but someone did. He had looked at her from a distance of thirty feet and had immediately known she was a slut and four hours later he had pinned her to a wall, shoved his fingers into her pussy and had told her that when the time came he was going to fuck her until she bled.At the time she didn’t know of The Thing that was inside her, but she knew it now. She was still a loving wife, but the prim and proper schoolteacher was long gone. She now knew that that a loving wife could also be a cheating wife. She had taken other cocks into her body, but it hadn’t decreased her love for her husband. All her cheating had done was increase the sexual aspect of her love for Kamal. She was constantly horny and pulling him into the bedroom. He had wondered where the “new sexual Anamika” had come from and she had told him she had switched the brand of her birth control pills and it had changed her hormonal balance.

The prim and proper schoolteacher had disappeared in a dark tunnel one day. She had gone into that tunnel a confused woman who didn’t understand what she was doing and she had come out of that tunnel into the light of day a slut. What else could you call a thirty- three year old woman who daily sucked off faceless strangers on a train and who had two teenaged boys as lovers? No, her life was anything but well ordered. Her days were spent sucking off strangers on a train and teasing the male students in her classes. On Tuesday nights as Kamal rolled his bowling ball down the lane at the bowling alley she was rolling the balls of her two teenaged lovers in her hand as she sucked them off and they used their youthful exuberance to fuck her senseless. On Saturday morning while Kamal was lining up his putt to push the ball into the hole her two teenage studs were pushing their cocks into her holes. She and Kamal had timed their move to coincide with the start of her spring break. She had mixed emotions as she looked toward the move. She was eager to be in the new house, but moving would take her away from Akshay and Mukesh. The new house would also put and end to her train rides and the slut in her would really miss those trips through the tunnel. There was something terribly erotic and exciting about taking the cock of an unknown and faceless stranger in her mouth. Why she had done it the first time and why she had let it continue she didn’t understand any more than she understood why the men did it since two-thirds of them were never able to get off before the trip through the tunnel was over.She looked at her watch and saw that it was almost eight. The kids were over at Kamal’s moms for the weekend so she didn’t have to worry about them getting in the way. Kamal had borrowed his cousin’s twenty-four foot enclosed Haulmark trailer and pick up truck and they were parked in the driveway already hooked up and ready to go. They had been loading boxes into the trailer all week and Akshay and Mukesh were supposed to be there at eight to help her load a few more boxes and then they were

Going to go over to the new house with her and unload the trailer. By the time they got back Kamal would be home from playing golf and he and the two boys would begin loading the furniture.She sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee while waiting for the boys and as she waited she thought about her last week on the train. Monday and Tuesday were typical, but Wednesday morning she had changed the game. She still kept her eyes on the floor and closed them when she sat down, but Wednesday when she heard the zipper go down she reached for the zippers of the two men sitting next to her and got their cocks out. She stroked them while the man in her mouth fucked her face. She did the same thing going home that night and again going to work and coming home on Thursday. Friday morning she changed the game again. As soon as the man on the right had his cock out she stood up, pulled her skirt to her waist and sat down on the man’s cock. It was so wicked, erotic and exciting that she came as the cock lanced upwards inside her. She bounced up and down on it as she sucked on the man standing in front of her. When the man she was sucking started to pull back from her she got off of the man whose cock she was riding and sat back down on her seat.She had been so hot thinking about her morning train ride that it had been hard to concentrate on her classes. But if she had surprised them that morning, that night she had blown them away. They didn’t know that she was riding the train for the last time and their jaws dropped as she strutted down the aisle to take her seat. She looked like a two-dollar whore in a short skirt, low cut blouse and five-inch “fuck me” heels. She had no bra or panties and when she sat down her skirt had ridden up and she had spread her legs wide so that anyone who wanted could take a look at her pussy.She did not keep her eyes on the floor nor did she close them.

She looked around at the men and let her glance linger on each one for a second or two as she wondered if he had been one of the ones to enjoy the use of her mouth. The tunnel was coming up and the men on either side of her moved closer. She had liked the looks of the man sitting on her left so she reached for his zipper and was groping for his cock before they even got to the tunnel. Just before they entered the tunnel, while it was still light enough for everyone to see she stood up, turned and bent at the waist and spread her legs wide. With her hands on his thighs for support she lowered her head, swallowed his cock, and her head started bobbing up and down as she waited to see if anyone would accept her open invitation. She smiled as she heard the zipper and just as the train entered the tunnel she felt the hard cock enter her pussy. Before the train came out of the tunnel she came, the man in her mouth came, but the man fucking her hadn’t.”Finish it” she moaned and she held her position as the train shot out of the darkness into the light. “Finish it, cum in me, give me a baby” she hissed. She looked around the car and saw all eyes on her as the man behind her stabbed himself into her in a frantic effort to get himself off. Jesus, it had been just so hot and slutty as she had looked from man to man as her fucker groaned and she felt the hot wetness fill her. The man pulled out and she stood up and turned to face him and kissed him and forced her tongue into his mouth.”Hopefully you just knocked me up” she told him even though she knew that it was impossible for him to have done so. Her stop was called and she pushed her skirt down and strutted over to the door leaving them all wondering if they would be the lucky one to fuck her next. They would think of her all weekend, but they would never see her again.She was hot enough to melt when she got home. Poor Kamal never knew what hit

Him when he walked in the door. Luckily his parents had picked up the kids from school to keep them for the weekend so she didn’t have to hold back. She was surprised he had enough strength left to get out of bed that morning. She heard the doorbell and got up to let the boys in.She was driving the pick up and Mukesh and Akshay were on the seat next to her with Akshay in the middle. She was wondering if they could get the trailer unloaded in time to get back to the old house in time to have some fun when Akshay reached over and tugged on the zipper of her jeans. She pushed his hand away and said:”Behave yourself young man, we can’t be doing anything in public.”She smiled when she said it because she knew full well that if he was driving she would have had his cock in her mouth by then. That was another change in her since the night in the hotel room. Before that night she had always been lukewarm about oral sex and when she had sucked Kamal she had never let him cum in her mouth. Now it seemed like cocks were a magnet for her mouth and she must have swallowed a gallon of sperm in the last two months. She was just sorry that none of it had been Kamal’s. She would eventually swallow his, but first she had to get him used to her new oral talent. She hadn’t dared go from one partial blow job every two or three months to sucking on him every time they made love, from never letting him cum in her mouth to swallowing every drop. Kamal was not a stupid man and he would wonder about the sudden change and she didn’t need that. She was bringing him along slowly. He was getting more head now than he had ever gotten before, but she still hadn’t swallowed any of his cum. She had set the stage the last two times they had made love. She had let him cum in her mouth and she had swished it around a bit before spitting it out. She would swallow him the first time they made love in the new house and then tell him she did it to make their first time in the new house special. And of course once started there would be no reason to stop.She heard a zipper and she looked over to see Akshay pull out his cock.

He stroked it a couple of times and then took hold of her right wrist and pulled her hand down to his cock. She wrapped her hand around it and jacked it a couple of times before taking her hand away.”Put it away Akshay. Not in public and not in broad daylight. I’ll take care of your problem later, I promise.” It had taken them an hour and a half to unload the trailer and when they were done she went into the kitchen ands was washing her hands at the kitchen sink when Akshay came up behind her and reached around and cupped her tits in his hands. She felt his erection pushing against her butt and she decided not to wait until they returned to the old house. There was no bed but she thought back to the day before when she had been taken from behind while standing up.”Pull my jeans down Akshay” she said, “Hurry baby, I need it.”The youngster wasted no time in getting her jeans and the thong she was wearing off her. She bent over the sink, spread her legs and waited for Akshay to shove his hard cock into her. She moaned as his dick slid into her hot, wet hole and she hissed:”Oh yeah lover, fuck mommy, fuck me hard.”Mukesh walked in and saw what was going on and he said, “Cool” and stripped off his jeans and boxers. He jumped up on the counter and said to Akshay:”Move her on down here so she can suck my cock while you fuck her.”Without removing his cock Akshay shuffled the two of them sideways until she was in front of Mukesh. His cock was jutting up out of his lap and she lowered her head and started licking it. Akshay fucked her hard while she braced herself with her hands against the counter top and her head bobbed up and down on Mukesh. Mukesh came first and she swallowed his offering

And kept on sucking on him. He was just starting to grow again when Akshay grunted and she felt him cum. Mukesh took his fresh hard on and moved behind her while Akshay got up on the counter and pulled her head down to his slimy dick. Mukesh drove into her and she started licking, kissing and sucking Akshay’s limp meat.Through the window she could see into the neighbor’s backyard and she saw the two young brothers doing yard work. The tallest one glanced her way and then said something to his brother and his brother also looked in her general direction. Did they know? Could they see what she was doing? Oh , that would be so hot! Not even knowing them, but them already knowing that their new neighbor was a slut. She was tempted to wave at them just to see if they would wave back. The thought that they might be seeing their new neighbor being fucked by boys no older than themselves inflamed her.”fuck me honey, fuck me” she moaned as Mukesh banged away at her. “Push your cock deep baby, make me cum.”It took him almost five minutes to bust his nut and then he swapped places with Akshay again. Akshay moved behind her and pushed his hard cock at her asshole. She usually didn’t care for anal sex, but she was hot, so very, very hot and she doubted that she would ever fuck Akshay again. She grabbed the bottle of Dawn dishwashing liquid and handed it to Akshay.”If you are going to do me there honey use this and your fingers to loosen me up real good” and then she went back to working on Mukesh’s cock while Akshay worked on her butt hole.Through the window she saw that the two boys in the backyard next door kept looking over at her house and the more she thought about it the more she thought they just might be able to see what was going on in her kitchen. Akshay had three fingers in her butt by then and she was moaning around Mukesh’s cock.

She took her mouth off Mukesh long enough to tell Akshay to soap up his cock real good and then went back to kissing, licking and sucking on Mukesh’s root.She gasped as Akshay pushed his cock into her butt and her eyes teared a bit from the initial pain, but she knew from experience that the pain would soon turn to pleasure and all she had to do was endure it and the discomfort for a minute or two.”Slow down and go easy lover; don’t go too fast and hurt momma” she told her young lover and then went back to work on Mukesh. In minutes the pain faded and she started pushing back at Akshay and when she did he started fucking her tight little tush just a little faster. Mukesh pushed himself off the counter and started sucking on her left breast. She was hot, oh was she hot. Mukesh sucking on her breast, Akshay pounding into her ass and the neighbor boys knowing – she just knew that they knew – that she was being fucked in her kitchen. She had to know! She couldn’t leave the house without knowing so she raised her right hand and gave a little wave. For seconds nothing happened and then both of them waved back! Oh my! They Did know! They knew that their new neighbor was a slut for teenage cock! That thought blew her mind and she had a shattering orgasm. She stood there leaning against the counter, body spasming, and she barely noticed when Mukesh pulled her down to the floor and on top of him. Akshay’s cock pulled out of her ass as she was on the way down and when Mukesh pulled her on top of him he pushed his cock up into her pussy. Akshay put a hand in the middle of her back and pushed her down so she was lying on Mukesh’s chest and then he pushed his dick back into her ass. She screamed and cried out:”Oh fuck yeah! Oh my yes, yes fuck me you animals, fuck me. I’m your whore! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”

The two boys soon worked out a rhythm and she cried, yelled and screamed as they fucked her. She was just on the edge of another orgasm when she looked up and saw the two boys from next door looking in the window at her. Oh my ! An twenty year old in her pussy, an twenty year old in her ass and an twenty and nineteen year old watching.. It pushed her over the edge and she screamed as her orgasm took her. The scream scared the two boys and they took off running for their yard as she moaned and cried her way through her climax.Akshay came first and then Mukesh and as she gathered her wits she looked at her watch and saw what time it was. “We need to get going guys. Kamal is probably there waiting for us.”As they walked out of the house she saw the two neighbor boys standing by the fence and she gave them a little wave. She saw them smile and hesitantly wave back.It had taken four trips, but by ten PM everything was moved. She went up to take a shower while Kamal ran the two boys home. Just before they left, while Kamal was down in the basement, she had given each of her young lovers a passionate kiss and then had told them that she would find a way to see them again even though she knew she wouldn’t.That night she had reduced Kamal to ruin. She had sucked his cock to completion and then had surprised the hell out of him when she swallowed his load and kept on sucking him until he was hard again. Once up she had mounted him for the first of several times and had fucked him and sucked on him until he just could not get it up anymore.

When she finally gave up trying to get him back in action and fell to the bed beside him he had asked:”What got into you tonight?””I just wanted your first fuck in your new house to be memorable.””Well it was and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for that beautiful blow job. But how about you? Was the first time memorable for you too?””Oh yes lover, my first fuck in this house will stay with me forever” and she had smiled at that memory as she and Kamal cuddled up and fell asleep.It was a slow week for Anamika. She spent most of spring break moving into her new house, unpacking boxes and moving furniture to where she wanted it.. By Wednesday she was going through withdrawal. No students to tease, no tunnel to suck her way through and no Akshay or Mukesh to help her take the edge off. Kamal had reached the point where he was pushing her away and coming up with excuses as to why he couldn’t make love. It was the first time that she had ever heard of a man using, “Sorry honey, not tonight. I have a hell of a headache” to get out of having sex. She hadn’t even been able to check out the boys next door and maybe get a little teasing done. She hadn’t seen them since that Saturday that they had seen her going at it with Akshay and Mukesh in her kitchen. They must have gone somewhere for spring break.She thought of driving back to the old neighborhood to see if she could hook up with Akshay or Mukesh (or both) but in the end she talked herself out of that and for two very good reasons. One, she could think of no legitimate reason for being there if anyone asked and second, she needed to put that destructive behavior behind her. She needed to get her life back on track. Anyway, that is what she was thinking when her cell phone beeped. When she read “Private call” on the display she knew who it had to be.”Hello?””Good morning slut” said the voice that sent shivers running down her spine. “Have you been out on your front porch yet today?””No. Why do you want to

Know?””I just wanted to know if you’ve seen your housewarming present yet. Go out on the porch and look down at the bottom of the steps.”She walked out onto the porch as she was saying, “Okay, I’m out on the porch, now what?””Have you looked at the bottom of the steps yet?””No.””Do it slut, and tell me what you see.””What am I supposed to be looking for?””Your housewarming present slut. Do you not see the two rose bushes I planted – one on each side of the steps?”She looked down and did see the two bushes that hadn’t been there yesterday. Damn! He already knew her new address.”They are yellow roses slut. Do you like yellow roses?”She loved yellow roses! Who was he? How did he know these things about her?”Rest easy slut. I’ll be out of town for the next five days. It will be next week sometime when I come back. Think of me slut. Think of me and what I’m going to do to you every time you see those roses.”He disconnected and she turned and went back into the house. The Watcher’s voice had a strange effect on her. Every time she heard his voice her pussy started to tingle. She went upstairs and threw herself down on the bed and grabbed her hairbrush and as she used it on herself she promised herself she would buy herself a real dildo the first chance she got. Anamika woke up Thursday morning with nothing to do once she had Kamal off to work.

She was unpacked, moved in and she had everything where she wanted it. She had the curtains, drapes and blinds all hung and the kitchen cabinets organized. All she had left to do was hit the store for groceries. During the period the house was being built she and Kamal had spent hours driving around the area and getting familiar with what was available and where it was. As she took her morning shower she planned out her day. She had to do the shopping and then be home by one because someone from the cable company was supposed to be there between one and four and then she had to drive over to Kamal’s parents house and pick up the kids and then get home in time to fix dinner. Not a really busy day, but it would keep her occupied.As she ran the wash cloth over her breasts she thought of the night before. Kamal had tried to beg off by claiming that he’d had a hard day at work and that he was beat, but she had a new weapon in her arsenal now and she used it. Once her hot mouth wrapped around his cock he stopped complaining. Damn!! Why did she have to go and think about that; now she was horny again. She climbed out of the shower and a vigorous toweling did not help things any. As she rubbed the rough fabric of the towel across her breasts and pussy it just made her hotter. She glanced over at the counter top and next to the sink she saw her hairbrush and she considered grabbing it, but she knew that she didn’t have time if she was going to get the shopping done and get home by one to meet the person from the cable company. She debated dressing slutty and giving the males at the store a show, but decided against that also. She didn’t need to be any hornier or hotter than she already was.As she pushed her basket up and down the aisles she was surprised at the attention she was drawing. She was wearing jeans, a sweatshirt and a pair of sandals and she was still being scoped out. Of course the jeans were tight and they did show off her tight butt and she wasn’t wearing a bra so her breasts did do some interesting things to her sweatshirt when she moved. It just wasn’t fair. She had dressed down because she didn’t want to get any hornier, but men were still looking at her and sending out signals (like tented

Pants) that they wanted her and she was getting hotter and hotter with every aisle she went down. It got so bad that in the produce section she was eyeing the cucumbers with the thought of getting a nice seized one and using it on herself as soon as she got back to the car. She picked up one and was holding it and thinking that it was just about the same size as Kamal’s cock when suddenly, from out of nowhere, came the scene from “Animal House” where the dean’s wife was holding the cucumber and the student said, “Mine’s bigger.” She quickly dropped the cuke, blushed and looked around to see if anyone had noticed. There was one man looking at her and she saw his tented trousers and she wondered what he was thinking. He was fat, old and bald, but right then she wasn’t sure that if they had been alone in the store that she wouldn’t have gone to her knees in front of him.The cucumber was still on her mind as she turned the key in the ignition. Why hadn’t she bought it? It would have been ten times more fun than her hairbrush. She saw the time on the dashboard clock. She had two hours before she had to be home. She thought of the hairbrush and then the cucumber and she was on the verge of getting out of the car and going back into the store and getting that cucumber when she remembered something from when she and Kamal had driven the area scouting out where things were. She looked again at the time, saw she had enough, and she pulled out of the parking lot.It was a twenty minute drive once she got on the Interstate and five minutes to the Interstate, but she could still get there and then get home on time. Half an hour later she pulled up to the building next to the truck stop and parked. She walked into the Pink Pussycat adult book store and arcade and the eyes of a dozen men turned to look at her. Before the night at the hotel those looks would have made her blush and she would have turned and fled. But that was then and this was now and the woman who had sucked off strangers on a train wasn’t about to be put off by the lust in their eyes.

She walked over to the area where all the sex aids were displayed. Lifelike vulvas, blow up dolls (both male and female she noticed) and dildos of all sizes, shapes and colors. Some were plastic, some were molded rubber and some were battery operated and as she stood there trying to make up her mind she heard a low voice an aisle away say:”Think she might like to try the real thing?”Another voice said, “Wanna try and get her in the backroom and find out?”There were more whispers and her pussy got wet as she imagined them actually pulling her into the backroom. Would it be dark like the tunnel? “Oh my get a grip” she told herself, “Buy what you came here to get and get out and go home.”She picked out two: a battery operated vibrator and a molded rubber dildo just a little bigger than Kamal’s cock. She took them to the counter and as she was paying for them she saw the entrance to the arcade off to her right. She had never been in one and she looked at her watch and saw that she still had some time. She paid for her fake cocks, bought some tokens and went into the arcade.. There was a line of booths along each wall and she went into one of the booths, closed and locked the door behind her. She noticed that there were holes in the walls of the booth and she wondered if they were what she had heard called `glory holes’.She sat down and fed the tokens into the machine and immediately the screen in front of her came to life and she saw two men in a sixty- nine. Not her cup of tea at all so she reached out and pushed one of the buttons on the machine and the scene changed to a transsexual sucking a cock while a man sucked his tit and another man sucked on his cock. She hit another button and saw a

Big tit housewife sucking of a black man. She watched it for a bit and then hit another button and the scene on the screen was a Indian girl doing what she, Akshay and Mukesh had been doing Saturday morning. The scene on the screen and the memory made her so hot that she unzipped her jeans and started rubbing her pussy, but rubbing wasn’t enough so she stood up and wiggled out of her jeans and thong. She spread her legs wide and her fingers went to work. She moaned and it attracted attention and she saw movement at the `glory hole’ to her left. She looked and she saw eyes looking through the hole at her.”Oh ” she moaned and drove her fingers into her pussy harder. It was just like the night The Watcher had seen her; a faceless stranger seeing her most intimate parts. She looked at the eyes staring at her pussy as her fingers rubbed her clit and she almost cried out, “No! Don’t go” as the eyes left the hole. Almost immediately a cock came through the hole and as she looked at it part of her wanted to stop what she was doing and kneel down and take it in her mouth, but the other part was screaming at her to get herself off.She kicked off her sandals and turned her body so her back was against the wall for bracing. She twisted her body so she could take the cock between her bare feet. She pushed the feet along the cock until they were planted on the wall with the cock held tight between them and then she attacked her pussy with her fingers while the unknown and faceless stranger fucked her feet.She was moaning as she furiously fingered herself and she felt her climax coming. She was looking at the cock she was giving a foot job to when it suddenly spit out a rope of cum that just barely missed her ankles and fell to the floor.

The sight of the sperm shooting out of the cockhead was enough to send her over the edge and her body trembled at the strength of her orgasm.She sat there panting for a minute and then she bent down to pick up her jeans and thong and as she bent to retrieve them a cock came through the hole on her right. She looked at it. Another cock attached to a faceless stranger, just like the cocks on the train. She reached out and touched it and it throbbed. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it a couple of times and was leaning forward to take it in her mouth when she caught herself.”No damn, no!” she thought, she had promised herself that she would take her life back once she was in the new house. Teasing and exhibitionism only. No cock inside her but Kamal’s. She let go of the cock and stood up and put on her jeans. The cock stayed where it was, hoping perhaps that she was just repositioning herself before coming back. She looked at it sticking through the wall and she wanted it,but did she ever want it. She reached down and took it in her hand and stroked it. What would it hurt? It wasn’t like she’d never done it before. She saw a drop of pre-cum appear at the pee hole and her resolve weakened. No! She wouldn’t suck the faceless man off, but even though she was a tease she wasn’t mean. She had given the man encouragement by handling him so the least she could do for him was get him off. She began working his cock with her hand and in only minutes she was rewarded by spurts of sperm shooting out of the cock and splashing down onto the floor. The cock pulled back from the hole and seconds later she heard to door of the booth open. She sat back and waited a bit for the man to leave the arcade section. He would know who she was when he saw her go back into the store proper, but she wanted him to remain faceless.While she sat waiting for him to get clear she heard the door close and seconds later another cock came through the hole. The second cock was shorter than the first, but much

Fatter. She glanced at her watch and saw that she really needed to be going, but something drew her to the cock and she took it in her hand and began jacking it off. It took her a little longer to make it shoot and then it pulled back and she heard the man leave the booth.”That’s it” she said to herself, “No more. Get yourself out of here and get on home.”She stood up to leave and was reaching for the door latch when another cock came through the hole. She caught her breath as she looked at it. It was black. The only black cock she had ever seen before was the one on the screen when she first came into the booth. She knew that she had never had a black one on the train and as she stared at it she wondered if it would taste different. She could see the veins pulsing and she reached down and touched it and felt it throb. She grasped it and stroked it several times and it didn’t feel any different than any of the other cocks she’d had her hands on. She noticed the pre-cum on the head and she ran her thumb over the head and then brought it to her mouth and sucked on it. It seemed to taste the same as other pre-cum she had tasted. She might never have a chance like this again and honestly now, it would only be one more in a long line and it would satisfy her curiosity. She was already on her way to her knees when she caught herself. She let go of the black cock and rushed out of the booth and practically ran from the store to her car.She had spent more time in the adult bookstore than she had meant to and it was after one when she got home and saw the truck parked out front. Wouldn’t you know it? They give you a three hour window of from one to four and if you stayed home waiting the would probably show up at a quarter to five with a ton of excuses, but leave the house and come back five minutes late and there they are waiting for you.She got out of the car and headed for the front door and as she went up the front walk toward the porch she saw the rose bushes and her pussy tingled.

She unlocked the front door just as the cable guy came up on the porch behind her.”i’ve hooked up everything outside” he said, “I just need to do the inside stuff. Since you had the house wired for cable when it was built it shouldn’t take me long.”She let him in the house, showed him where all the outlets were and then went back out to the car and started carrying the shopping into the house. She was carrying the last of the bags into the house when she tripped on the rug in the entry way. She managed to catch herself and kept from falling, but she dropped the bags she was carrying and when they hit the floor one of the broke open. It was the bag from the adult bookstore and the fake cock slid across the floor and stopped when it hit the shoe of the cable guy. He bent, picked it up and looked at it.Pretty real looking, isn’t it?” he said as he stepped toward her and handed it to her. She just knew that her face had to be beet red as she took it from him. He bent and picked up the vibrator. He looked at it and then at her. “Why does a gorgeous lady like you need two fakes? I can’t believe you can’t get enough of the real thing, not someone who looks as sexy as you do.”She just looked at him speechless, to embarrassed to speak. He handed her the vibrator and when she reached for it he took her wrist and pulled her to him. His mouth covered hers and his tongue pushed at her lips and parted them. She dropped the dildo and the vibrator and put both hands against his chest to push him away, but she just could not seem to summon the strength to do it.His mouth was alive on hers and all she had to do to break the kiss was pull her head back from him and her brain sent the signal to her body to do it, but she didn’t; she just stood there and let him kiss her. No, she was doing more than that – she was kissing him back. Her

Tongue pushed back at his. She was hot! She had been hot and horny all day. Her pussy had been wet before she left the house to go to the store and everything that happened after that had only made her hotter. The men at the store with their tented trousers, the thoughts she’d had while holding the cucumbers, the overheard comments at the bookstore, the eyes watching her as she got herself off with her fingers.And the cocks, o yes, the cocks! She remembered the feel of them, hot and throbbing in her hand and the way the cum shot out of them and splattered on the floor. She remembered the last one, large and black, and how bad she had wanted to taste it. All those memories flooded her mind and her body was screaming for a cock. She felt the cable guy run a hand over her breasts and she moaned. Their tongues wrestled as his hands roamed over her body and she heard his zipper go down. Seconds later his hand took hold of her right wrist and he moved her hand to his hard cock. Instinctively she grasped it and started to stroke it. She felt his hand go under her sweatshirt and a second later he was toying with her left nipple.”Let’s take this to the bedroom” he said and his voice cut through the fog of her lust and reached her brain where it tripped the switch that brought her back from the edge of the lust pit she had been about to fall into. If he had just put his hands on her shoulders she would have sunk to her knees and taken him into her mouth. If he had just picked her up and carried her to the couch or the bedroom he would have had all the pussy he wanted. But the sound of his voice had pulled her out of the trance she had been in and she broke away from him.”Please leave” she said as she backed away from him, “Please, just go.”He stared at her for a couple of seconds and then he snarled, “You fucking bitch!” and he turned and left the house slamming the door behind him.She walked over to the door and locked it and then she gathered up her new `toys’ and headed for her bedroom. She stripped off her jeans and thong and threw herself on to the bed.

It would have to be the dildo because she wasn’t going to waste the time it would take to find batteries for the vibrator. She moaned as it slid into her and then one hand was driving the cock and the other was rubbing her clit and she screamed as she came and came and came.She lay there looking up at the ceiling and smiled. Definitely better than a hairbrush – much, much better. She got off the bed and took her new toys into the closet and hid them in one of her shoe boxes. No sense letting Kamal see them and start thinking that he wasn’t able to take care of her properly. She looked at her watch and saw that she was going to have to hurry if she was going to pick up the kids and get back in time to have dinner ready when Kamal got home.The rest of the week flew by as she hadn’t seen the kids in almost a week and there were games to play and stories to be read. And there were the nights; nights when Kamal was reduced to a quivering wreck. But even though the rest of the week was fun and family time there was always a little of the ‘new’ Anamika awake and in her mind and it was kept awake by two rose bushes that she saw everyday. When had he planted them? What had she been doing while he was outside digging the holes? Was she inside the house at the time? Alone? Could he have come inside and taken her then? She shivered at the thought.And then there was the thought that had come to her as she had been lying on her bed pounding her pussy with her new dildo: Was her obsession with the cocks of nameless men a hidden desire on her part to have The Watcher? Was he not the ultimate faceless man? Would the day he finally made good on his promise (and she had no doubt that he would) be the end of

Her new found sexuality or simply a new beginning? Would putting a face to the form in the window put an end to her playing with the cocks of faceless men?True, she had said she was going to put that behind her once she was moved into the new house, but she was in the new house and the adult bookstore still had happened. Not only had it happened, but she had not even gotten clear of the stores parking lot before she had thought about going back some day.One of the things that the move made more difficult was Saturdays. The kids still had seven more weeks to go on their dance classes and nine more weeks before their swimming lessons ended. She still had to get them to dance and pick them up at the pool which meant that she needed to leave the house forty minutes earlier. That wasn’t really all that big of a deal, but where it got sticky for Anamika was that the extra forty minutes or so of travel time coming home, combined with the fact that the course where Kamal played golf was closer to the new house than the old, meant that Kamal would be home when she got there. That meant that even though she could leave the house dressed to tease at the store when she went shopping, she could not come home that way. She was going to have to find someplace to change after she left the store, but before she picked up the kids.And she was going to dress to tease. She had given up Akshay and Mukesh, and she wasn’t riding the train anymore, but she wasn’t, just was not going to give up the feeling she got when she strolled through the store letting men look up her skirt and look down her blouse.She really didn’t need to go shopping that weekend since she had gotten most of what she needed on Thursday. What she did need though, was the feeling she got when she saw the tented pants she left in her wake.

She dropped the kids off at dance and drove over to the Wal-Mart parking lot and parked toward the end of the lot. She enjoyed the walk into the store almost as the walk through the store. She smiled as she remembered the man who couldn’t take his eyes off of her and ran his cart into the side of a parked car. She also liked the dirty looks she got from the other women as their husbands and boyfriends stared at her. She did her usual, slowly walking the aisles and stopping in the aisles where men and boys were shopping and bending over to take things off the bottom shelf. Her short skirt would ride up and if the males were lucky they got to see her thong. Her low cut blouse would hang open and show her breasts, totally unfettered by a bra. Several men unobtrusively followed her through the store and she would stop now and then and do something that would cause them to strain their eyes and then she would smile to herself and move on to the next aisle.She was in “Women’s Shoes” when a man came up to her. “How much for a blow job?” he asked.”What?”You heard me. You have to be a hooker. No one else would dress and behave like you do. How much for a blow job?”At first she was offended, almost outraged, but then she thought, “Isn’t that just like i’ve been behaving?” and she decided to go along.”Depends honey. You want it here in the store or outside in your car or are you going to spring for a motel room?””What’s the difference?””This time of day outside in your car might be risky. Some bluenose might see us and call the cops. Likewise here in the store. The only place to do it would be the changing rooms and the clerks in the area might notice and call security who would probably call the cops. When it is risky the price goes up. Price would go down if we went to a motel room, but then you would have the cost of the room on top of whatever I might want so it could be a wash.”

“So how much for risky and how much for a room?””Oh come on honey, you know I’m not going to commit to anything until I know you aren’t a cop.””How do I prove that?””Follow me over to the changing rooms.”She walked away from the man and went over to the changing rooms and he followed. On the way she grabbed a pair of pants off a rack and when they got to the booths she handed the pants to the man and in front of the attendant she said:”Try these on honey; I think they will look good on you.”As they walked toward the end booth she whispered, “When you go inside leave the door open so I can see. Take out your cock and stroke it a couple of times for me. No cop would do that.”The man went into the booth, unzipped and took out his cock. It was limp, but as he stroked it it began to come to life and soon it was hard and erect. “Are you satisfied I ain’t no cop?””Yes, I’m satisfied.””So, how much for a blow job?””Here in the booth or in your car two hundred. In a motel room one fifty and you pay for the room.””What? Are you crazy? I can get it for fifty bucks over on g b road.”Then I guess that is where you need to go” and she turned and walked away leaving him standing there with his cock hanging out.She loaded her groceries into the Suburban, got in and headed for the pool to pick up the kids. She stopped at a gas station and after filling the Suburban she went into the restroom to change. She was hot! The trip through the store and then the encounter with the man had her almost dripping and she sat down on the toilet and began fingering herself. Fucking her hot pussy with her fingers, rubbing her clit while thinking of actually being on her knees sucking off that man in the changing booth got her off in only minutes. She washed her hands, changed out of her “slut suit” and headed off to pick up the kids. That night she pretty much destroyed Kamal..She hated the first day back to school after a little time off. It didn’t matter if it was spring break, summer vacation,

Christmas break or something as short as a one or two day teacher’s conference, it always took the students one or two days to get their heads back into having to be there. She smiled to herself as she thought that she wasn’t helping matters much – at least for the boys who sat in the front row in front of her desk.Her desk was one of the few desks in the school that didn’t have a modesty panel. Before her transformation in the hotel room the lack of a modesty panel on the front of her desk meant nothing since she usually wore pants suits to class. Since that night in the hotel room when her exhibitionistic tendencies were awakened she had taken to wearing skirts and dresses to work. That meant that whoever was sitting directly in front of her desk could look up under her skirt and see what ever it was that she chose to display. She could control what the boys saw by how much she let her skirt ride up when she sat down and how she positioned her legs.Luckily, she was assigned one of the “short” rooms. Most of the rooms had platforms in the front of the room which raised the teacher and the blackboards so that those in the back rows could better see what was going on. The rooms without the platforms were referred to as “short” rooms. If she were in one of the rooms with a platform – a “tall” room – she couldn’t do what she was doing because then the entire class would be able to see up her dress. In a short room only those in the front row and directly in front of her desk could get a look.The problem of how to make sure that she got boys instead of girls in the front seat was solved by a couple of girls. The two were constantly disrupting the class by whispering and passing notes to each other and so she announced she was going to have assigned seating from then on so she could separate the cliques and

Knots of friends. Somehow it seemed that boys ended up in the seats directly in front of her.. She was careful in her selection of who got to sit in front of her. She picked the boys who appeared to be shy and who the girls didn’t pay much attention to. She did not want one of the more experienced boys sitting in front of her and maybe getting ideas. For her it was all about exhibitionism, about teasing and nothing else. She had seen the photos of female teachers being led away in handcuffs because of sexual affairs with students and she did not want to become one of them Granted, most of them were caught playing around with younger boys and not the twenty year olds she had in her class, but a student was a student. Teasing, but no, absolutely no touching. As long as she kept it to teasing the worst that could happen is that she might be called into the office and told that she needed to be a little more modest in her manner of dress. Then she would gasp and say, “I had no idea. Oh , I am so mortified” and then go back to wearing her pant suits. No, she would be fine. Some boys were going to get a treat and she would get her thrill and then go home and fuck Kamal to death.It was her fourth hour and she had just given the class a pop quiz. While the students chewed on their #2 pencils and tried to think of the answers she sat at the desk and looked out over the class. She looked from boy to boy and wondered which of them had gotten hard ons looking at her and thinking about her.

She knew that several of them had because she had seen the tents in their trousers. Her eyes settled on Suresh Iyer. She had given him a woody several times and that was back before she decided to tease. She had held him after class to discuss an essay he had turned in.. She was sitting at her desk and he was standing next to her and she could see that he was doing his best to look down her blouse without being obvious about it. The top she was wearing that day allowed him to see the upper slopes of her breasts and out of the corner of her eye she had seen the lump grow in his trousers. She remembered wishing that she had gone bra less that day.Sameer in the back row was another one she knew she had made stiff a time or two. She had asked him to stay and help her move some desks one afternoon and before they were done she saw that his pants had bulged a good bit. She remembered thinking that Sam must have been pretty well endowed if the size of the lump in his jeans meant anything. She also remembered wondering if he would have bent her over her desk and taken her if she had been brave enough to make the offer.She was looking forward to the end of the hour. She had already asked Ajit Nair to help her move some books during the break between her fourth hour and her final class of the day. She had chosen Ajit because she had noticed him trying to look up her dress and she had seen the lump in his jeans. She smiled to herself as she thought of how hard she was going to try to make him burst through his pants. Ajit had helped her before but that had been back before she had been changed by her night in the hotel room.These shelves had accumulated books over the years and she had never understood why the books hadn’t all been moved to the library, but they hadn’t and they collected dust. It didn’t seem as though any of the custodial staff figured dusting the books was part of their job description so she had taken on the duty herself.She got a ladder from Cortes, the day custodian, and when Ajit got there she climbed the ladder, took the books off of the top shelf and handed them down to him. Once the top shelf was cleared she wiped the shelf down with a dust rag and

Then got off the ladder and wiped down the books. When the books were all wiped clean she went back up the ladder and had Ajit start handing the books up to her.Ajit was maybe two feet from the ladder when they started and she watched out of the corner of her eye as each time he handed her some books he moved closer to the bottom of the ladder until he was standing right at the bottom looking up. She knew he could see up her skirt and she pretended not to notice as she took the books he handed her. As she set the books back on the top shelf she felt that little tingle that told her that her pussy was getting wet. She was turned on knowing that the boy was seeing her panties and she wondered if they had a wet spot on the crotch band and if so, did Ajit know that he was the cause? She knew he was excited because she could see the bulge in his trousers. She was so turned on knowing that her could see her panty covered pussy, but couldn’t touch it that she just had to stop what they were doing so she could go to the bathroom and masturbate. She asked Ajit if he could help her the next day and he said he could and she thanked him and as soon as he was gone she rushed to the women’s bathroom and fingered herself to a powerful orgasm. She cleaned herself up and then hurried back to her room for her final class of the day.The next day she was still so wired about what she had done with Ajit that she spent most of the day thinking about what she was going to do again that afternoon. At the end of her fourth hour she went to the bathroom and removed her panties and put them in her purse.

That afternoon started out much the same as the previous day had with Ajit standing just a little away from the ladder, but as he had the day before he inched closer and closer to the ladder until he was at the very bottom and looking up. She saw him looking, but again pretended that she didn’t. She could see his hard on throbbing inside his trousers and she knew he could see her pussy so open and with the lips swollen with desire and she adjusted her stance on the ladder to spread her legs wider to give him a better look and she overbalanced and the ladder wobbled. Ajit stuck out his hand to keep her from falling and he touched her leg just as she moved down a step and his hand slid up her leg to come to rest on her bare pussy. She froze! “Oh my ,” she thought, “A student actually has his hand on my pussy.” That thought galvanized her into action and she scrambled back up the ladder just as Ajit jerked his had away. As soon as Ajit had his hand clear she hurried down the ladder. Ajit was trying to stammer out an apology and while she was turned on almost to the point of screaming she tried to settle Ajit down.”It wasn’t your fault Ajit; it was strictly an accident. And you did keep me from falling so I thank you for that. But you know that we have to keep what happened here to ourselves. We could both be in trouble if anyone ever found out that you touched me, even accidentally. Do you understand?””Yes ma’am.””Good. I think we had better stop for the day. I need to settle my nerves before my last class. And again Ajit, thank you for keeping me from falling.” As soon as he was gone she hurried from her classroom to the bathroom and masturbated over knowing that one of her students had not only seen her naked pussy, but had touched it. When her last class had ended she was still so turned on that she had to stop at the bathroom for one more finger session before heading home. I am just stopping it as i hope all you guys would surely loves to know more and more, So all slutty females out there just come out and confirm that its your life and you know how to enjoy and live it. I am really waiting invitations from all females and couples for a sexy adventure or intimate desire to be fulfilled , you can trust a 28yr

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Hi all.iss readers. Let me introduce. I m revant. Working in software engineer, in Bangalore…I won’t u bore with my history.Its summer season, particularly marriages are happen here. It does in last April 10 2007. I got married…n send us for honeymoon to maritius.well we landed safely and rested in hotel.Moved to bed. She looks at me in fear. I was calm; n preceded the things n taking her in count. Not to give her idea what’s going on there. Crave ling slowly touched her parts from over cloths. And start to brush the womanhood, over the dress. Her breathing becomes fast.Pinched her nipple n massage the tits. Placed my lips over her rosy lips. Moved my whole body on her now. Friction begins between two bodies. She starts to moan. I analyze the now the time for little action.I came out of her. Undressed myself and sign her to undress. She follows my order. She lay on bed. I start to caress her nipples gyrating over the nipples.massaging the butter buttocks and squeezed them gently. Exchanging the nipples, sucking fastly.putting finger for foreplay in her gufa [clean shaved] I start to play with that kissing all over her body. Her body-arched n given first love juice to explode.

I tasted the lucky finger. Widen her legs n positioned the prick by applying some lubricant not to harm my sweet heart hole [still race is their], just pushed the pink head gently, it went two inches. She feels the pain. And stopped me. I paused for a while and kissing her lips. And again given one more push, it went now 4”, The pains are muffled in my mouth. In one more try, it went fully n rested safely; She digs my back with her nails. I released her mouth, tears r flowing on her cheeks, I licked the tears to give her console, slowly start the rhythm, she forgot the pain and starts to enjoy. She released three more organs, at last I too fired the semen’s, in her. Rested over her in joy [Eureka] After some time 9 pm, I cleaned n came out of my room, left her to sleep. Simultaneously adjacent room door also opened, some one called me by name”hey Revant, “, I looked at the voice, its atul, whom I met in airport while arriving.Both greeted, went to the bar to take some drinks. He ordered some Hot; I kept myself with beer, After some time he start to murmur..I have to fuck that bitch, never…What she thinks, forced me to marry by blackmailing. Honeymoon never happen to her, she remind this day forever.I was astonished to listen these words from him. After booze not able to stand also, I helped him to reach his room, find the glance of lady, who is waiting for him. Eagerly… It continue in second part…Waiting for your comments…urs revant….

Hi friends, My name is Tejas and Im from Gujarat and im 32 years old now. I will tell you a story of a girl named Zarina from Bangalore who I fucked when I was doing my engineering.I came to Bangalore in 1998 to do my engineering in MVJ college in Bangalore. I was 22 years old and six months had passed without any activity. The place where I rented a flat was a boring place and 15 kilometers away from main city Bangalore and nothing much to do except hang around with friends in small tea shops or go to a place called inner circle which was a small park. One such evening, my eyes fell on a hot , sexy, young girl crossing the road , I just couldn’t believe my eyes, in a place like WF she appeared like a sex goddess from nowhere. I just blindly followed her and to know where she was staying and surprisingly , it was very close .I could not sleep that night, I kept imagining her sexy body and gorgeous face, she was wearing pastel pink tight dress exposing her 34c firm round boobs and her tight big ass. For a girl of 20 years she was completely loaded and untouched. I knew I had to act fast if I were to lay might hands on her heavenly body. I masturbated twice that night and my cock was still up and erect. I made up my mind that I had to fuck her. I began enquiring about her the next day and came to know that she lived with her family and in her first year at college at Bishop Cottons Bangalore. After stalking her for almost 30 days gathered all the information . I knew that I had a lot of competition , lotsa guys were waiting for a chance to pounce on her.One fine day I made my move and spoke to her at her college, I was not expecting her to respond specially when she he had so many guys stalking her, but, she did. She gave me that smile and we said hello to each other, I immediately asked her if she wanted to join for a cup of coffee to which she said yes!!! I couldn’t believe myself sitting next to a sex goddess and drinking coffee , I told her my name was Tejas and im from Gujarat.She smile and said her name was zarina, and she has been noticing that I was stalking her. I apologised and I was trying to explain and she interrupted and said don’t, she said not to. That made me a little comfortable and I asked her about herself , she said she lives in WF with her family and had 3 brothers and while talking she touched my hand in a way to make me feel comfortable.

Seizing the opportunity I held her hand interlocking our fingers looking at each other with intense passion. I could feel her warmth and the smell of her body and her breath, it was too arousing and nervous. After a while , she politely said she had to leave to her college, and once again jumped at the opportunity and dropped her on my bike, I held her hand and asked if I could see her tomorrow to which she gave me a smile and went away. I fell in love with Zarina, I started dreaming about her all the time , it was love. Unable to sleep that night , eagerly waiting for the sun to hit the earth so that I could see her again. I rushed to her her college next day and I was waiting for my love Zarina, I was impatient and nervous, but something inside was calming me down and there she was getting out of the bus, as soon as she saw me she stood there looking and we repeated the same coffee thing , almost about fifteen days had passed and we she was comfortable with me, I started picking her up in between and dropping her to college and picking her up from college and stuff. One fine day I asked her if she could join me for lunch , but she said there is a nice movie running, this was like a blessing is disguise I was thrilled and asked her which one ? She said there’s a Malayalam movie playing at Galaxy theatre, it was a 11 am show. I knew by now that there may be a chance for me to kiss her, I agreed and waited at galaxy for her. She came exactly at 11 am and walked towards the gate where I was standing and we both

Simultaneously got in and settled down in or seats, well, it was free seating because there were hardly anybody in the theatre. The moment we sat in our chair she took off her dupatta and kept it in her purse. I could see through her neckline her milky white , firms and sexy boobs . The deep cut was too much for me to handle. I was talking to Zarina about how the theatre was empty and we were the only two people here in this section and stuff …. She told me that her elder brother keeps roaming about in this area and how we will be safe after 3 pm because her brother takes a 3 pm bus home.The movie started and we watched like for about 5 minutes and I just looked at zarina and asked her is she understood anything, she looked at me and smiled, we were already holding hands she squeezed her fingers in my fingers and held tightly. As we continued watching this movie just jumped to some hot scenes , I looked at zarina again hesitatingly and moved a little close to her…as we look into each others eyes..she whispered..KISS ME, that was the green light I was waiting for …I kissed her warm , soft, moist and sexy lips…again and again until she slid her tongue in my mouth and started feeling my tongue…it was simply the hottest moment of my life I kept telling her zarina..I love you darling…I love you and we kept kissing and exploring each others mouth like there’s no tomorrow…I moved my left hand sliding upwards from her stomach towards her boobs…slowly and steadily I reached her superbly firm yet soft boobs more than a handful .. As I grabbed her right boob and gently squeezed. I could see that zarina was totally hot and ….just then she said, unhook my bra….my cock by now was in so much pain I could not bear it anymore…I unhooked her bra and gently rubbed her sexy smooth back and started kissing again..and then I started moving my hand towards zarina’s boobs from behind and finally

I reached her sexy , firm , smooth, and warm boobs..they were more than a handful and wet from her sweat…as I started gently squeezing zarina’s boobs , she was excited about the whole action and pulled my hand towards my pussy ..It was like a dream come true..I started feeling her swollen choot…zarina was wearing a Punjabi suit and as I was struggling to slide my hand in zarina’s panty , she untied her bottoms and made it a bit easier. Clearly zarina wanted me to fuck her right there..she was sooo hot and wet..while I was rubbing her wet swollen pussy with one hand and my other hand was budy squeezing her tits my cock was controllably wild and thats when I realised how hard and big it really gets…I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock…what a relief…Zarina was a bit shy first but soon she started feeling my cock…as she couped my cock in her sexy hands I was oozing precum…zarina whispered to me and said that I have a cute and sexy cock..and told her that it was only for you.It was unbearable and getting out of control, we decided to go to a hotel in city market and after got a room in a okay kinda hotel. Zarina went and sat on the bed looking at me with lust in her eyes..and then she slowly lied on the bed with her legs slightly spread. This was the moment, I climbed on the bed and positioned myself between her thunder thighs…leaning down and tugging her bra down with my left hand, exposing her hard little pink nipples so I could suck ‘em while I massaged her pussy through her silky panties with my right hand..gently running my hand over the silk that covered her swollen trimmed pussy lips… I had her moaning with her panties wet …I completely undressed Zarina and Myself…She grabbed my me in her arms and said tejas, fuck me…she didn’t have to tell me that because I was about to fuck her…Zarina was the most beautiful , hot , sexy and gorgeous girl…completely nude in my arms zarina was pressing

Her cunt against my cock as I was feeling her sexy big ass…and then zarina reached for my cock started stroking my cock and complimented my cock…she said how she loves uncut cocks as she was pushing my foreskin back and forth. I decided to take full control of her and manhandled her into the position I wanted. I was now in between her legs rubbing and grinding zarina’s choot and kissing her sexy lips..I leaned forward with all my weight burying my rigid thick lund upto my balls…she gasped with pleasure as I grabbed her smooth thighs close to her knees and leaned my weight down on zarina again, pinning her knees to the bed, so she was spread wide for me!!..she said slowly tejas..slowly…and I slowly moved my big lund in and out of her aching choot..making her whimper…I had her so spread that every time i buried my lund my balls slapped her wet choot and gaand…now wet choot and gaand I smashed zarina’s swollen choot and clit grinding her with my pelvis!!!Zarina’s clit was so swollen so fast that she started moaning louder and louder cumming right as I was thrusting my cock harder and faster in quicking my rhythm ..I didn’t slow or stop, I didn’t release her from my grip…I just kept her pinned to the bed with her legs spread wide so I could keep pounding her tight choot as hard and fast as I could..I was fucking after almost a year now…I had fucked a hooker in Gujarat just before I came to Bangalore and I had stored up soo much energy and I was extremely horny….I kept pounding Zarina for a long time..she loved it soo much that she started to cum again and she told me that I was making her cum!! I started thrusting faster and harder and harder than ever and she came instantly , having a multiple orgasm after orgasm as I slammed my lund in and out of her swollen choot, flooding her choot with her hot juices leaking all down her ass crack!!Zarina was still shaking and shuddering from her massive orgasms as I finally slowed my thrusts and sat upright on my knees while keeping her legs spread wide with her knees still pinned to the bed…I pulled my cooze covered lund out of zarina choot and started working my massively swollen head in circles on her wet spread asshole.

Gently pushing my head in and out , lubing zarina’s ass up with her pussy juices !! She looked at me and said….Tejas, I love you!! ..soon after we went out for a snack and I dropped her to the bus stop. This continued for six months and somehow the news reached her elder brother who had me come to this big farm house and got me beaten up like a dog…I guess they could not bear a gujarati hindu fucking a their muslim sister.Although I stopped seeing her openly , I decided to go to Gujarat for a month to calm things down at Bangalore, I returned after a month with my two sisters and aunt to Bangalore and started settling down, It was the second day of Diwali and I was feeling lonely , that night I discussed my love story with my aunt and sisters that I was in love with a Muslim girl and her name was Zarina. And she lived in that same area. My Aunty was shocked but my sisters wanted to meet Zarina…I told my aunty to atleast meet her once and she can talk to my dad for the marriage ….My aunt agreed to meet her next day at my other uncles place in the Bangalore city , I met Zarina, this was after one month and I was missing her…I told her my aunty and my sisters have come down from Gujarat and invited her to my uncle’s house. It was the third day of Diwali and the house was full of friends and relatives and my aunt was preparing for lakshmi Puja, cleaning and purifying the house ….and as promised Zarina came home in a Punjabi suit, she was looking gorgeous and hot. She came in and greeted everyone at home and got friendly with everyone, my sisters loved her. My aunt all of a sudden took her in the bedroom and made

Her wear a saree in gujarati style , I could not believe my eyes when I saw in saree, Zarina was looking soo sexy….she looked at me a smiled…it was then time for puja and my aunt hesitatingly called her to take part in the puja…to my amazement Zarina agreed and took part in the entire puja..she even allowed my aunt to put put kumkum on her forehead..my aunt just loved her…and explained everything about diwali and how we worship our gods…she took part in all the pujas of the fourth and fifth day of diwali. Things were going very well …on the last day of diwali when I went to drop her to the busstop..I was caught by her elder brother…without asking any questions he started beating me …I could not do anything as he was so strong..five to six bystanders could control him..he was like a bull..after the bashing I decided not to meet Zarina for sometime till I could figure out what to do…my entire family was upset…after a month, unable to control myself I decided to meet Zarina at her college.Next day at the college I found out she was going out with another Punjabi guy from my college , a senior. I kept following them for several days like a mad man…one day this guy took her to a park called Lalbagh, this is a famous park in Bangalore. As usual , she was wearing a Punjabi suit and looking sexy…they both went inside the park..this park is so big and old , it has 800 year old trees in it…so many trees and bushes and so many hiding places…anyways…i kept a safe distance and followed both of them…after a short walk they both sat on a bench holding hands and whispering something …and then the guys takes her towards the other side of the park where its full of bushes and trees…I could not follow them in the same direction so I decided to come from the opposite side…by the time I reached where they were this Punjabi guy had started kissing her …my legs were trembling as I had never spied on anyone before…

But I was horny and hot..so I decided to watch the game…kissing and feeling Zarina’s ass definitely made this guy hot..he made her lie down on the grass and her ass towards him he slid his hand towards her waist and untied her salwar and pulled it along with her panties…she quickly covered her sexy milky white , well shaped sexy ass with her kurta but the Punjabi guy lifted her kurta and started feeling and squeezing her ass…he kept sliding his fingers in between her big ass and rubbing it to make her hot…and started kissing her and he was squeezing and rubbing her perfect boobs …and then the guy unzipped his pants and pulled out his big lund….it was twice as big as mine and pink…when zarina saw his cock she didn’t react…I the clicked me that this was not the first time with him he started pressing his lund in her ass and was rubbing it while she enjoyed everymoment of it …I couldn’t believe that this girl was getting fucked in the open air like it was a bedroom…He was trying to adjust and get a position on her back grabbing both her boobs he started fucking zarina like a horse…his big lund was going in and out of choot several times …he was fucking hard non stop for a longtime….and then he pushed his cock right up her choot and shot a load of cum in her choot…he didn’t pull it out till the last drop was in her choot… After seeing this I was in a state of anger but Zarina is soo sexy I even agreed to accept the fact that a Punjabi is fucking her. Since I disappeared for almost 2 months, maybe she could not bear the heat in her choot. I made up my mind to get her back.[/font] After a couple of days, I approached her at her college and asked her out, she hesitated and said she will think about it. I agreed and left the place to meet her again after a couple of days. That evening I was thinking about her and my friend casually enquired if I was ok..I said nahin yaar…I said mein Zarina ko pyaar karta hon…and I want to marry her.

After listening to my whole story my friend Abhay Singh told me that he knew Zarina and she is involved with another guy from Bangalore city..and advised me not to marry her because he has seen her with guys in D club and nandi Hills and many more places. I got to see the other side of Zarina only after following her …She was a slut who wanted different lunds ramming her choot…Abhay was right…It was then that I decided to take my revenge as I was humiliated by her brother in front of so many people.[/font] I managed to get friendly again with Zarina and looking for an opportunity to explore her hot choot again..I told my friend Abhay about it ..and also I told him about how I wanted to take revenge by fucking her…my friend came out with a brilliant idea!!..he said to bring her to Abhay room and film her having sex with me. I was more than happy to do that…With great difficulty we manage to rent a handycam. With everything in place , one fine day I managed to convince Zarina to have sex with me , she was hesitating to do it because Abhay’s room was in the same area where she used to stay..I told her not to worry because nobody will know and that it was a quiet place..as convincing her I told Abhay that I will be coming at 1pm and to be ready with the handycam hiding in the cupboard….I was a bit scared because if something goes wrong then we would end up in jail..that is if we escape Zarina’s brother. With all this in mind things started to happen and I finally got her in Abhay’s room, I was trying my best to be calm but I was scared inside. [/font]Zarina wanted to take shower as I had brought her straight from the college, I told Zarina no because I liked her sweat smell it was soo sexy and sweet smelling!! .. Having said that I started looking at her 36” Bobla….Zarina came close and grabbed my head from behind and gently pressed it against her firm big Boblas ( Boobs)..My cock was very hard like a steel rod…Zarina was rubbing her choot against my swollen lund and enjoying the feel…. I quickly grabbed her sexy gaand and said..kem che maro lund? Zarina said what? ..I said ..do you like my lund..she said …I love it. I started squeezing her gaand and rubbing my two right fingers between her gaand going up and down her choot …she was soo excited..she started kissing me like mad..[/font]Im I boring you guys or should I continue….

I stopped by the grocery on the way home from work, and while slipping down the aisles I noticed this attractive woman with killer legs and really nice brown leather pumps. I don’t know what came over me, but I followed her down a few aisles, acting if I was looking for something ..After a few aisles, she turned and sized me up, I said hello, and with a stupid look on my face, knew that I had been caught leering at her. She asked me “see anything you like”? To which I responded, “Miss, you have some really cool looking shoes on, could I ask you where you got them?” She said that it was none of my business, and besides, they would not have them in my size anyhow. She stared right through my eyes, and her gaze went straight for the front of my jeans, Then she said “get a good look while you can, then you can run home and spank your monkey while thinking of my soft nylon covered legs”!I freaked out, my mind was going a million different directions at once, and I knew that I was onto something, yet was too clumsy and awkward to tactfully go any farther. I blurted out, “your legs are driving me crazy, you are so pretty” to which she sized me up and said in a deep throaty tone, ” Follow me to the checkout line, I think I could use a little something from you” I followed her to the checkout line, and felt like a teenager, my cock was so hard I thought I would pass out. I was losing it, standing behind this woman with terrific legs, sporting wood and completely and totally in a stupor. I purchased a pack of gum, as she waited near the exits. I was soon behind her again, I walked Her out to the parking lot, and as she got ready to get in Her minivan, she grabbed my cock and gave it a squeeze and said “follow me”I was so horny, I don’t even remember which direction we traveled. Upon pulling up to Her address, she rolled the window down and told me to park up the street, as she did not want the neighbors to see my car in Her driveway. I did as I was told, and upon walking back to the house, she got out and told me to grab her things and follow her into the house. She instructed me to set the stuff down on the counter, and then join Her into the living room. She told me to call her Nancy, and that she spotted me following

Her in the store, and knew what I was up too. We sat on the couch and as she crossed and uncrossed her legs, and dangled one of the pumps off the tips of her toes. I was mesmerized, and my cock was aching. Nancy reached over and squeezed it through my jeans, and told me that her shoes were in need of a good polishing, and did I know of any shoe boys that might be able to assist her.I got off the couch and kneeled in front of her, She raised her pump up and lightly put the pointed toe under my crotch, while sliding her skirt up higher on her thighs. “She said, you know, its been a while since I have ran into a shoe boy, your cock is so hard right now I bet I could get you to do anything if I wanted too” She told me to stick out my tongue, which I did, then she ran the bottom of her pump and the pointy toe all over it, all the while telling me what fun she was going to have with her new boy toy. Nancy placed both feet on the floor, and I kissed and licked every inch of those lucious brown pumps, the smell of the leather was indescribable, and I paid special attention to the tops of her feet. She dangled one shoe off her foot, so I could lick her arch and heel, and I noticed that she had pulled her panties off to one side and was rubbing herself, the scent of her pussy was filling the air. She told me that I was doing an excellent job, and seeing how I knew what I was doing, she gave me permission to rub and caress her calf muscles, which I did. I ran my tongue from her ankle to the back side of her outstretched calf, the nylon was smooth and rough at the same time, and I continued licking until her stocking was soaked with syliva. She smeared some of her nectar on her shin, and asked if I would like to taste from her honeypot. She

Continued to finger fuck herself, while I licked and caressed her left leg, Her right leg was rubbing my cock through my jeans.She told me that I was an excellent shoe boy, and as a reward I could take my jeans down, so she could see what I had to offer. I pulled my pants off, and out sprang my aching 8 inch cock, to which she complimented me on. I pulled her panties aside, and while humping her leg, started to kiss and lick her pussy lips, which were already covered in cream. I spread her lips apart with one hand, and delicately flicked my tongue across her clitoris, evoking moans of pleasure from this super hot woman. She ran her hands through my hair, and panted words of encouragement. After bringing her to several orgasms, She had me sit on the opposite end of the couch, to which she propped herself on the edge and put her pumps in my lap. Nancy started caressing and rubbing my cock with those brown pumps, and said that I did such a good job, that she was going to reward my performance with my own orgasm. She told me to slip off her pumps, and to smell the rich leather, while her stocking feet made a beeline for my cock. She stroked my cock with both feet, she had done this before, and it felt like an expert hand job! She told me not to cum on her couch, and that when ready, I could use on of the pumps that I was licking to catch my load in, this did it for me, and with Nancy stroking my cock with her beautiful feet, I held the pump inches away from the tip of my penis. She told me that it would be all right, too go ahead and “make my shoe all messy” too which I unloaded a huge amount of cum into the insole. I about passed out, there was cum all over her stocking feet, and inside the shoe, and I got some on the couch as well. Nancy said not to worry about it, and proceeded to wipe the errant blast with her panties, which after wiping the front of her puss, she handed them to me as a souvenir.She slipped her shoes back on, with my seed still in the instep, and on her stockings, and told me that it was time for me to leave. She handed me her business card and told me, “don’t make it a habit of calling, but once a month or so I would not mind seeing you” u can mail me on my id im waiting dear [email protected]