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The next day was Sunday, so both Mom and Dad got up quite late. Mom still had the memory of Namish’s big, thick cock fresh in her mind. She was quite horny after yesterday. Even though she could have fingered or let Dad fuck her, she wanted a big cock.

She didn’t want Dad’s small cock to go in her wet pussy and fuck her. She wanted a cock like Namish that is thick to make her scream, long to go deeper in her and has good stamina to satisfy her. So, she was thinking about it while Dad was busy checking some work.

She received a message from the manager. She was asking for a sexy pic. The manager and Mom were quite close. They would flirt on chat and even send hot pics. She has seen the manager’s cock, and she was impressed by it.

She even asked if he could let her come over to play with it. She would let him have her shaven pussy. The manager said that her wife and children are there. But he said that soon, in the summer, they will go. He would like to have her then. So, Mom and the manager, for now, would send pics and enjoy.

He even sent Mom a tribute where he was cumming to her in lingerie and nudes. Mom enjoyed it and sent the reply that she wanted that cum in real. She thought about it and decided to get ready. She sent the message, “Wait for 5 minutes, I will send you something.”

She went to her wardrobe and took a black net bra and the soft panties she bought from the store. She wore it and was ready to get herself clicked. Her pants were so short that they went in her ass crack and were more of a thong. She clicked a pic with her phone in her hand.

Her other hand holding the hair, her whole body on display. She clicked another pic in which she had removed one side of her bra. She had her boobs squeezed in her hand. She sent both pics to him. She messaged him, “Enjoy them and cum on me, this hot wife loves when men like you enjoy.”

He replied with fire emojis and wrote, “Nowadays I cum to you more than I do with my wife. I am unlucky not to have found you during my youth days. I am going as I have to jerk my cock for you.” Mom laughed and put the phone down. She was still horny, though.

Even though she could see his cock and finger, it still didn’t extinguish the fire between her legs. She thought of going and having more fun out. She wore a one-piece shirt that reached her mid-thighs. She purposely showed a little cleavage to entice other men.

Telling Dad that she is going to the market to get some goods, she left the house. She soon took an auto and reached the new store where she would find everything for the home. As she entered the store, she saw men looking at her. They looked at her boobs and even her cleavage.

She enjoyed the looks men were giving her whenever she passed by. She soon started to put things in her trolley. She bought some things for eating, and some materials for other household work. As she was buying a thing, she noticed an employee looking at her body and scanning it as if she were nude.

He even adjusted his pants a bit. She thought it was nice, but went ahead. As she rounded the corner, the guy employee smirked. He went behind her. She saw a full rack consisting of sex lubricants and condoms. She was surprised to find that, but decided to see if she found something good.

She saw an employee from before looking at the things there, as if he were inspecting. But she knew he was behind her. She decided to tease him and have some fun. She called out to him, “Sir, may I know your name?” He replied, “It’s Rohit. I am here to help if you need any help.”

He spoke the last line while looking at her cleavage. Mom then went ahead and asked, “Do you know what lubricant is best for anal?” Rohit took and showed her a special gel that was made for anal sex. He said, “It’s one of the best. I personally use it whenever I have sex with my girlfriend.”

Mom then smirks, “So what was she moaning without pain?” Rohit smirked at her question and said, “Yes, screaming while getting fucked. Maybe I could show you that sometime. (Winks)” Mom replied, “Maybe, but for now, I will take it.” She picked and put it in the cart.

She then went to the condom section. There were new and different condoms in different flavours. From dotted, lubricated, latex, non-latex to extra thin and in different flavours. It consisted of strawberry, chocolate, etc., and special ones like hazelnut, black grapes, etc. She thought of buying some condoms.

Rohit asked, “Which size and flavour condom do you want?” Mom said, “Give me 3 extra-thin, 3 dotted and 3 latexes, and all should be either chocolate or vanilla.” The employee asked, “Wow, so many condoms. Your husband fucks you a lot, it seems.”

Mom said, “A woman has her needs. Who knows when I will require a condom? Plus, you know about husbands, too.” Rohit laughed and replied, “Yes, a woman like you definitely requires more condoms. By the way, which size would you like?”

Mom knew Dad’s size and wanted 1-2 inches more, only knowing her hot wife’s expeditions, but decided to be sluttier.

She said, “Actually, I don’t know his size accurately. As an employee, you must know the size by seeing the length. So, maybe you can check the length by judging my hole. You know you can see how much length my pussy is loose and where it goes tight.”

Rohit was shocked by this. A woman was saying that he can check out her pussy and insert his fingers if he wants to. He smirked and said, “Sure, ma’am, but let’s move to the side where no camera sees.” Mom nodded and went with Rohit. It was a corner that wasn’t in range of any CCTV camera.

She opened the three buttons from the bottom, and Rohit could see her tight panties. He widened his eyes but went to his knees. He rubbed the crotch area and got a moan in return. He was really hard now and rubbed his bulge from his pants. He removed her panties slowly till they were at her knees.

He could see a brown shaven pussy. He slowly moved his hand to it and touched it. He slowly rubbed it and parted her pussy lips. Mom didn’t care about anything and loved the feeling of a young guy touching her pussy. She moaned slowly. He pushed both his first fingers into her pussy.

He tried to take it deep to see how loose she is. As he was moving in, Mom had her eyes closed, and she was enjoying the finger. She was moaning slowly. Soon, Rohit saw almost all of her fingers in, but the tightness around her hand had increased. He got the fingers out and saw it must be near 4-5 inches.

Mom whimpered as she liked the feeling of Rohit’s fingers. Rohit, without looking up, said, “Your husband is small. He must be around 4 inches. So you will need a small condom.”

Before he could stand up, Mom put a hand on his head and said, “Please finger me, Rohit. I want you to touch me and fuck me with your fingers. I am craving your touch.” Hearing Mom being like a needy slut made Rohit feel good, and he put his hands on her pussy again.

He started to rub them and move in circles around the lips. Mom was moaning his name, “Ah Rohit, enter me aah…” Rohit inserted a finger and started to move it in and out of her pussy. This was enough to let Mom make moans. She put her hands on her shoulders, gripping them tightly.

Rohit increased the speed of her finger. Soon, he was using two fingers that were coming in and out of her pussy. He could feel the wetness around his fingers, which made him feel hornier. He started to slow down and went to play with her G-spot. Mom moaned louder now.

Rohit stopped hearing it as he feared someone would catch them. But as the store was now, it was pretty empty too. He started to rub her G-spot and slowly moved it. Mom was enjoying the feeling, as it was a sensitive spot for most women. Rohit was also enjoying hearing her moans.

Rohit pinched the G-spot and pulled it. Mom could now feel herself getting close to orgasm. She had her half eyes closed, mouth wide open and moans of Rohit escaping her mouth. After three minutes of playing with the G-spot, Mom was really close and just needed a final push.

Rohit thought to make her cum and went for the trick he always used on her gf, he opened his mouth. He went closer to her pussy and could smell the wetness. He took the g spot and put it in his mouth. Mom was too much in the clouds to see him. She felt something grip her G-spot and soon felt a swirling feeling.

This was the best feeling for her. Rohit has put her sensitive spot in his mouth and used his tongue to move it. This was the breaking point as Mom moaned loudly and had to put her hand on her mouth. She was feeling an orgasm coming out of her pussy. Her pussy juices were leaking.

Rohit felt some on his hand while some fell on his face. Mom was gasping hard now, and her panties were wet too. The juices dripped down her thighs and went into the panties, soaking them. Rohit licked his fingers and liked the taste of her juices while Mom took support of the pillar.

After five minutes, both decided it would be better to leave the place. Mom said, “Pack, huh, 9 condoms that I said of medium size.” Rohit nodded and picked those. Mom picked the trolley and soon went to the counter. After paying, she left the store in a hurry.

Her pussy and panties were wet with orgasm. She soon spotted a taxi and sat in it. She told the taxi driver the address, and the taxi driver started the taxi. The taxi driver closed all the windows, and the AC was on. The smell of her juices from her panties filled the taxi.

Mom knew that smell and blushed, while the taxi driver didn’t know. He knew he had sniffed a similar scent. He also got the smell coming from the back of the car, so maybe the passenger. He looked at Mom, and they both made eye contact. Mom averted her eyes, and the driver knew it was her.

He also caught the cleavage now. He loved a woman’s boobs. He licked his lips while staring at the cleavage. At that moment, he recognised the scent, and he smirked. It was the scent of orgasm. The smell means the woman had an orgasm sometime before only.

He said, “It seems you recently enjoyed and had a good time.” Mom caught on to what he was saying, “Yes, it was great.” The driver said, “Maybe your husband did it, but I don’t see you with your husband.” Mom asked, “What do you mean?”

The driver said, “Nothing, just saying. By the way, as you had a good time and you will not like it if anyone else knows about it.” Mom knew what he meant but still asked, “What do you want? Tell me clearly?” The taxi driver said, “Some extra money would be good.”

Mom thought about it and, after a minute, asked, “How long till we reach home?” He replied, “10 minutes” Mom knew she could give money, but there was no fun, so she said, “Why not, instead of money, I’ll give you a show till we reach my home?”

The taxi driver was confused but hooked to the idea, so he nodded. Mom told the driver to adjust his rear-view mirror so that it shows the whole of her body. The driver stopped the car and did as Mom said. Now the driver could see Mom’s face and dress till boobs. He saw Mom wink at him.

He started the car and then saw in the mirror to be shocked, but later got hard. Mom has opened her shirt, and now, her bra with good cleavage was seen by him. She started to look him in the eyes and press her boobs. She started to moan too. The driver was hard now and loving it.

The woman was already sexy, but now a total slut too. He saw Mom put her hands in her bra and squeeze her boobs. He was now driving slowly to enjoy the show and reach as slowly as possible.

Mom noticed this and said, “Ah, I know, that you are enjoying my boobs show, but if you reach my home in time, I will let you squeeze them once.” The driver knew he couldn’t miss this opportunity. He started driving at normal speed, and he would get occasional peeks.

Mom was constantly squeezing her boobs and making kissy and horny faces. Soon, they reached home, and he stopped the taxi outside her home. Mom then bent ahead so he was in reach. The taxi driver put both of her hands on her bra. He pressed them together, feeling the soft boobs in his hands.

Mom moaned with eyes closed. The driver was not going to take advantage and removed his hands. Although he loved the feeling of her soft boobs, he was happy with one squeeze. Mom was impressed with his attitude and also saw a hard bulge in his pants.

She asked, “How will you take care of your cock?” The driver laughed and said, “I will find a space and then, jerking and cumming by imagining you.” Mom smiled at this and said, “I would like it. Good to know I will be your cumming inspiration.”

Mom was now closing the two buttons left on top. She gave the money to him. Before she went out, she said, “Here it will help you remember me and help you in jerking later.” The driver saw Mom spread her legs a bit wide and soon, she removed her panties. She took the pants and gave them to him.

The driver was surprised and was going to give it back. But Mom said, “Keep it, and if you can’t take it home, either hide it somewhere only you know or throw it away.” The driver didn’t say anything and watched Mom leave the taxi after picking up her things. He started the taxi and went to an empty space.

Mom rang the bell, and soon, Dad came outside. Mom gave him the things and went inside. Dad asked, “How was it?” She said, “A hot, fun day. The store employee and the driver were looking at my cleavage all the time. I even let them see more of my cleavage.”

Dad was surprised but felt a little good hearing it. Dad then went to kiss Mom, and Mom responded positively. As she was kissing Dad, she got a flashback of Ajay kissing her body. She thought about him and how she was going to have sex with him. Dad was now using his tongue.

Mom moaned in the kiss. She thought for a moment and then said, “I don’t want to hide my hot wife nature. I want to show I am a slutty wife.” Dad shockingly asked, “What do you mean?”

Mom hesitated a little bit, then continued, “I want to invite 1-2 of your friends and maybe wear something sexy for them. And if they want, I will let them fuck me while you can’t say anything.” Dad was surprised and asked, “Why do you want that? It’s wrong.” Mom laughed and said, “There is nothing wrong.”

Mom then went closer and put her hand over his crotch. She said, “Why? Are you jealous of them touching and looking at my body? Or jealous of the thing that they may get to fuck my body?” Dad was now hard, hearing such things, but still denied it.

Mom said, “Your dick wants it, and you want to see it too. I know you want to see your friends squeezing my boobs.” Dad was going to deny, but Mom said in a strict tone, “Don’t dare to deny!” Dad then gave in and said, “Okay, I want it.” Mom kissed him one last time and went to bed.

Dad asked, “Which of my friends do you want to invite?” Mom said, “Call Ajay!! I could have called others, too, but I don’t want to make you feel alone. Maybe you can join us if he allows.” Dad nodded even though he was a bit hesitant.

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This is part 3 and the final part of the story.

We hugged. Our hands traced each other’s backs as we drew each other closer. Her breath quickened. Gently, I turned her around with my one hand firm at her waist. The other felt her soft boobs, squeezing them over her red blouse. A low sigh escaped her lips as I kneaded them hard.

She cupped the back of my head as I lowered it, my lips tracing over the nape of her neck, kissing, sucking and tasting her skin all over. After a moment, she put her hand over mine while it was on her waist, followed by gently moving my hand away before turning towards me.

Our mouths met again, but this time hungrier, more ferocious, almost like predators. We had both been so consumed by each other’s lips.  I pressed her back against the wall while we were moisturising each other’s lips with saliva.

I think this was the moment I totally realised I was not the one who needed this the most. It was her. After a while, we moved to the bed. I lay back as she climbed over me, kneeling there, looking down at me.

We couldn’t keep our hands off each other, we hugged, kissed and did everything like we had been starving for. As we hugged, I slipped open her red blouse and followed with her white bra. Her boobs, now naked, were full and soft, swaying as she leaned in.

I cupped and squeezed them gently with my hands while she reacted by making low moans.

Seema: Do it slow, Ayaan, ah. (she breathed)

But her moans just made me even more horny and excited. I squeezed her boobs harder and harder each time. It made her moan again and again, louder each time, making her whole body shiver with pleasure.

Then suddenly, I noticed milk trickling from her nipples. For a second, I just stared, honestly amazed as I’d never seen this phenomenon before.

Seema: Look what you’ve done, you have made the milk come out. (half laughing, half breathless)

I grinned.

Me: Guess I’d better clean this up then.

I held her leg and turned her, laying her on the bed. Followed by placing myself over her. I grabbed her left boob first and started sucking her nipples.

Seema: Ah, Ayaan, it feels so good.

I shifted over with my mouth now on her right boob, giving it the same eager attention as the first. Nursing at her soft butt hungrily. We lost ourselves in the sensation for a while, until finally I rolled my body beside her.

Our chests heaved as we breathed faster and heavier as we tried to recover. I wanted to continue, but she looked tired, her skin flushed. Her nipples reddened from all the sucking and kneading I had done.

After a few minutes, as I wasn’t ready to stop, as I wanted more, I pulled her close, wrapping her in my arms. Wanting to savour every last second of this moment.

After a few lingering moments, she stood up and turned, facing me. She slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of my jeans and boxers, easing them down. I relaxed on the bed. As soon as the boxers were down, the animal jumped out. It was growing hard but not quite at its peak.

She shyingly glanced over and murmured.

Seema: It’s already bigger than my husband ever was.

I couldn’t help but smirk.

Me: Maybe you should see what happens when you really put in some effort.

Dropping to her knees beside the bed, she wrapped her hand around my dick. Slowly stroking it. Every touch sent sparks through my body as I stiffened even more with every gentle stroke she did.

She looked up at me with a naughty smile.

Seema: It’s getting even bigger.

Me: Suck it, make it alive, so that I can make you alive, Seema.

She looked at me, all naughty, lustful, and with no more ado, bent forward. Her lips slowly sundered, her warm breath caressed my foreskin, and gradually she sucked me in her mouth. Going up and down, giving me a blowjob.

Me: Ah, yes, Seema, just like that, ah.

She definitely knew what she was doing. Maybe that’s why I love MILFs. Then I sat her down on the edge of the bed, and then watched as she complained back. I drew off the rest of her saree on her waist, followed by raising her legs up gradually, taking off her pale pink petticoat.

Underneath, she wore an off-white cotton panty that had a little dampness from how I had made her go mad before.

Me: Someone is a little wet.

Seema blushed with a slight smile on her face. I slipped off the panties and tossed them aside. The anticipation kept building between us. To my surprise, her pussy was already shaved. I caught her eye and grinned.

Me: You did it for me?

Her lips curved into a small smile.

Seema: Yes… Just in case things get escalated and we end up like this.

I couldn’t help but smile back. Leaning in, I kissed her- just tasting, breathing her in. Then, I broke away and started running my fingers slowly along her, teasing her, feeling her body react. I placed my fingers on her pussy lips and started rubbing slowly, but pretty soon, the pace picked up.

She moaned, her voice breathy.

Seema: Ah ah yes, Ayaan, that’s it. Just like that, don’t stop. Ah…

I smiled and started smooching her, my hand moving faster. She started to tremble with her body arching, lost in the pleasure as our lips pressed together.

Seema: Mmm ahh yes.

After 2-3 minutes, I took my hands off her pussy. I then knelt on the floor, placing my mouth on her pussy. I first licked the juicy entrance, followed by darting her outer walls of the pussy with my tongue. Her moans grew louder as I aggressively paced up my tongue work.

I then held my dick and started stroking it. After a while, I pulled up both her legs and put them on my shoulder. I slowly started entering her. She held the bedsheets tight as I entered her hot, wet pussy. She let out small moaning sounds as I started thrusting. I took it slow until she said.

Seema: Do it fast, Ayaan. Satisfy me. Please.

Me: Oh, I will. (with a devilish smile on my face)

I increased my pace and started thrusting roughly. In no time, the room was filled with ‘thuk thuk’ and loud moans of Seema. After a few minutes, I took out my dick, pulled her close by her legs and put her on the edge of the bed. Her legs on the floor, upper body on the bed, with her ass on the edge.

I told her to turn over, and she did. Her ass is facing me. I then entered, holding her just above the hips. Then thrusted hard with pace. She moaned louder.

Seema: Ah ah mm ah…yes

Seema: Make me your whore Ayaan. Make me.

I was almost stunned hearing it from her, but I didn’t show it. I never in my wildest imagination thought that she liked talking dirty. But now that I got to know, I left the loving lover persona and turned dirty(I tried to be).

Me: You are my whore, Seema. You are my whore.
(Slapping her ass)

Seema: Ah ah yes…

I then put my left hand on her shoulder and lifted her upper torso. Her back is touching my chest while my dick is still inside her. Then moved my left hand under her underarms, placing my hand on her right breast. I squished them hard for some time, followed by thrusting her again simultaneously.

Her moans grew louder and louder, making my adrenaline rush. I kissed and licked the nape of her neck inbetween all the action.

Me: Ah, I am going to cum, Seema. I want to do it inside you.

Seema: Cum inside me.

I cum inside her pussy. The juice was flowing out of her pussy down her thighs as she was standing. We cleaned up and then lay on the bed, cuddling each other for some time. Controlling our breaths and relaxing before what was about to happen next.

After like 6-8 minutes, she leaned in closer, and we kissed. Then she started stroking my dick to awaken my beast.

Me: Someone is still hungry.

Seema: After so many years, I am enjoying this. I always craved for such a dick.

Me: Let’s make you wetter then.

We both smiled naughtily, looking at each other. She then came over me in the cowgirl position, straddling with her knees bended forward, grabbing my dick and guiding it inside her.

Seema: Ahh… (Breathing)

Me: Fuck Seema, c’mon fuck

She started going up and down, thrusting herself on dick while I relaxed and enjoyed. I bend, both my arms forward with my elbows pinned on the bed.

Me: Grab my hand. This will help

She grabbed my hand and started thrusting hard up and down while I helped her balance herself with my hand.

Seema: Ah ah ah ah…

‘Thup Thup Thup’ sound filled the room. After a few minutes, she got exhausted with visible sweat all over her body and started slowing down.

Me: Exhausted?

Seema: Yes. But I want more…

Me: Come here, you…

After I exited from her, she came closer, followed by leaning forward. Her boobs pressed against my chest, with the smell of our sweat mixing. It felt like an intoxicating, lustful perfume. I then put my arms around her back, holding her tight as we kissed passionately for some time.

In the middle of cuddling and kissing, I whispered into her ear in a very low and seductive tone.

Me: You want more?

Seema: Yes, I want more.

I grabbed her waist and told her to raise her upper body. Followed by inserting my dick inside her. She gasped as I entered. She was sitting in the cowgirl position like before. I grabbed her ass and told her to raise herself a little.

I held my hands on the back of her thick thighs and started raising them a bit, just enough for me to thrust in. I thrust in hard with pace. Seema moaned loudly. I didn’t stop, I knew she was enjoying the pain. I had already seen the bitch in her awake. I thrusted harder, each thrust getting deeper.

Seema: Aah fill me, Ayaan … Ah, fill me.

Me: Yes, Seema, I am going to fill you up so much that just thinking about my dick will make you wet.

Seema: Ahh, yes, aaah. Harder yes.

I increased the pace.

Me: I will make this pussy turn into the wettest place known to mankind.

She started becoming more and more restless, with her entire body wobbling with random head movements. She was biting her lips and, a few times, rolled her eyes.

Seema: Something is happening. I think… I am going to cum.

She ejaculated, and her white, slightly warm liquid was dripping down my dick. I was at my peak, turned on. I grabbed her ass and squeezed it hard. She moaned ‘issh aah’.

I thrust with pace faster and faster. Her watery sticky cum stretched a bit like a small spider net on our pleasure spots while I fucked her deep.

Seema: Ah…so much pleasure. (thrusting faster) Ayaan.

Her pussy was so wet, hot and juicy that it felt as if there was almost no friction. Ramping her fast was easier with less effort. I loved it, while she moaned and screamed in pleasure.

I was getting tired after a couple of minutes. It was obvious from the way I was slowing down every passing second, so she asked.

Seema: Tired?

Me: No, but taking a break will be nice.

Seema: Still stubborn, I see.

We both smiled, looking at each other’s faces. She then took over and started slowly thrusting her body up and down my dick. As she was thrusting, I grabbed both her juicy boobs and squeezed them like a squishy ball.

I then grabbed both her nipples using two fingers like a nipple clamp on each side and twisted them.

Seema: Aah, Ayaan, it’s hurting.

Small drops of milk started to come out of her nipples.

Me: Looks like someone’s breasts are not empty.

Seema: (naughtily smiled) Does someone need to taste my delicious milk?

Me: You are such a bitch, Seema.

Seema: Huh, that’s how you respect me.

Me: Oh no. It’s how I respect the bitch in you.

I pulled her arms, leaning her upper body close till her nipples were close to my mouth, followed by grabbing her left boob and sucking her milk.

Seema: Ahh…you like it, don’t you?

Me: I love it just like you.

Seema: You sure are naughty.

Then I sucked her right boobs afterwards.

Then we switched positions for the climax to the classic missionary position. But before we did, I devoured her pussy with kisses and licks, followed by aggressively fingering her. I then entered her and thrusted hard with all I had left. She screamed as I dug deeper and harder with my thrusts.

Seema: Fuck, it’s happening again aaah…

After a few minutes, she cum, followed by me cumming after a few minutes. We then lay there, cuddling and relaxing our bodies. Seema rested her head on my chest as I wrapped her in my arms. After a second or two or so, she gazed into the depths of my eyes.

Seema: Thank you

Me: For what?

Seema: For making me feel alive.

Me: Then thank you to you.

Seema: For making you alive?

Me: No, for giving me the honour to?

That was enough. She finally leaned in, kissing me with all the fear and longing she had carried for years. And slowly, carefully, we let the night take us both where we wanted.

Hope you liked the story. Do write down your thoughts in the comment section below. Your feedback will motivate me narrate these kinds of incidents better.

Hey everyone, Sam here. Since my older stories are shared, many asked if I had any recent flings and thought of writing this particular story.

This is about my trip to Thailand at the end of November this year, a fond memory. The vacation had me travelling to Phuket, Pattaya, Bangkok, and some city outskirts for 10 days. I did meet some people, friends and had some good sex.

But this story is about a wonderful woman I met, so it’s a separate experience to share about her. As soon as I landed, I installed the dating apps, Bumble, Tinder, ThaiFriendly (ahem ahem), along with the important ones like Grab and Bolt.

First few days I was in Phuket, so even though I got matches, I was like, “Nah, I’ve got no time.” Then came Pattaya. It was full of freelancers. I was straight-up asked to pay 5k baht, and most of the girls weren’t even attractive. God forbid how many diseases they were carrying.

Things changed in Bangkok, where I decided to stay for five days. Bumble brought in the best quality matches, and I had a good time with the girls there. Some didn’t want to fuck, and hey, why go against their wishes? We stuck to good old cuddling and kissing.

Two days before my flight, I matched with a Shawty with a unique, cute name, Suni. She was 22 years old, very polite, and clearly into tall men. She straight-up hit me with a line about how she once saw a tall guy carrying a girl and wished it was her.

That guy felt like me, so she swiped. I found it cringe and lol-ed as I politely declined, but she still insisted on meeting even though she was looking for long-term. We decided on the MBK Centre since we could walk around.

I went in ready to have no action and met her. She was about 5’2, and against my 6’3 frame, she looked like a kid. I honestly felt like we were father-daughter for a second because of this difference, but gosh, wasn’t she pretty? She had a bubbly personality and was very shy.

We had a little drink at a boba corner. In that big ass building, we walked mainly in and around the fourth floor, bargaining for some electronics. Her Thai fluency helped me get items for cheap. We had a lunch date nearby. As we walked back, she not so shyly held my hand like it was nothing. It was cute.

I dropped her off at a place not far from her house since she didn’t want a stalker, and I definitely let out a chuckle. The rest of the day, she was texting me constantly, checking on me to see if all was good. She didn’t hesitate to inquire if we could see each other the following evening during our talk.

The next day, I did some shopping again for my buddies and parents, while she suggested a lot of things. Evening arrived, and I met her, and god, things were different. She wore a full bodycon dress that hugged her curves so well, I can still visualise them.

Her tits popped, and that thick body was on full display. I gulped saliva and thought, “Damn, she’s different.” But I knew she was decent and, like usual, with such wonderful people, played no games with such.

We went for dinner, had some local food, and then the chit-chat began. Lots of jokes and banter as we snacked on some yummy food. I was in full flow, like eating heavy and flirting borderline as we both lost track of time, and thought, damn, this girl is funny. She kept the conversation ticking.

As we got out, we noticed it was getting late, but we still continued our walk back to drop her off first. Out of nowhere, she suddenly pitched the idea of me coming to her hostel. I was shocked and muttered, “Uh?”

“Saurav, it is late, and my roommate was out so that it won’t be a problem.”

I was a little scared in a different land, but still went, my trust levels are too high, kinda scary, no? At her place, we were comfy. We talked and talked, maintaining distance. Then I got a little sleepy and yawned. She straight-up pitched the idea of sleeping.

I was like, yeah, the day’s pretty much over, so I went to the room thinking it was time to crash. Just then, she stopped me and said, “Hey, that’s my roommate’s bed. Mine’s this one.”

“Okay, so I should sleep there itself, na?” I curiously asked.

She laughed. “No. We’ll share.”

The bed wasn’t broad enough for two people, but we managed. I lay down, surprised, and then I saw her stripping down.

I was like, “Whoa, whoa.”

Just imagine me, after seeing many ladies naked, still legitimately surprised. I was like, I didn’t plan this. She laughed and said, “C’mon, I need to change. I sleep in my top and panties.”

While she turned around, removing her bra, I could see her titties jiggling and popping from the sides of her back. Then she casually strolled back and joined me on the bed. We slept sideways, and she kept talking.

After some giggling and fun conversation, she suddenly asked, “How many girls did you fuck in Bangkok?”

I was shocked and said, “Umm… two.”

“So, I was your third?”

“No, that wasn’t my intention.”

She laughed as I said it, while I was definitely sweating. She inched closer, and I could feel her breath.

“Put your hands on me,” she said.

I was like, “Huh?”

Before I could process it, she took my right hand and placed it gently on her exposed belly with her top just crawling over.

It was soft. So soft and warm. I could feel the gentle curve under my palm.

“Do you like it?” she breathed.

“Yeah,” I managed, my voice rough. “I do.”

She shifted, turning onto her side so now she was facing me in the cramped space.

“You’re a gentleman,” as she said, I could see her eyes were locked onto mine.

“You listened to me. You made me laugh. You didn’t try to make any sexual advances. You held my hand and you were so kind even now. My ex… he was never like this. He was mean. He said I was fat. That I should be grateful he was with me.”

My heart ached for her. What an idiot. “He was a fool, Suni. You’re…” I couldn’t find the words. “You’re beautiful.”

Suddenly, she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine in a quick, shy peck.

She pulled back immediately, hiding her face. “Oh! Sorry, I…”

I did not let her finish. I cupped her cheek. I kissed her again, this time it was slow. It was deliberate, not just a little kiss. The kiss with her got deeper in a way. I caught her lip gently between my teeth, and the faint sound of this was echoing in the quiet room.

She gasped, then she kissed me back with the kind of hunger that I had for her. My hands moved without thinking. My hands just did their thing. One of them stayed in her hair. The other one moved from her waist down to the small of her back. It pulled her closer to me.

The kiss we had was really messy, all lips and tongue and shared breath. Slowly, my hand crept under the hem of her tank top. She didn’t stop me. I broke the kiss for a second, looking into her eyes for permission. She nodded, her eyes dark. I pulled the soft cotton up and over her head.

In the dim lamplight, her breasts were revealed. They were glorious. Full and heavy, with beautiful, pale skin. My mouth watered. But then her hands flew up, covering her areolas, crossing over her chest protectively.

“What’s wrong?” I whispered, kissing her shoulder.

“I’m… shy,” she mumbled into my neck.

“Why?”

“My… they’re different.”

“Do you have three? I can’t see.”

That made her laugh, a burst of real laughter that shook her whole body. “No, no!”

“Then don’t feel uncomfortable,” I said, nibbling her ear.

She took a deep breath. Slowly, she lowered her hands.

And I saw. Her breasts were perfect. But her nipples… they were inverted. Little, shy innies nestled in the soft, pink areolas.

I couldn’t control myself. I laughed, a quiet, happy laugh. “You are shy because you have the most gorgeous breasts that I’ve ever seen, right?”

“No, no,” she said, but she was smiling shyly now. “People, my ex said, they were ugly. Like they were broken, he wouldn’t even touch them.”

I felt pissed at this faceless idiot. How could anyone think this was anything but beautiful? “He was stupid, Suni,” I said, my voice firm. I extended my hand and, more or less, worshipfully, gathered one breast. It was weighty and heated, and absolutely matched my palm. “You’re an utter beauty.”

I shifted my head downwards and exhaled a gentle stream of air on the tip. She quivered. Then, very softly, I drew the thin skin surrounding her drawn nipple into my mouth, softly sucking.

“Ahh…” A faint moan came out from her. Her hands went to my hair, not pushing, just grasping.

I drew a little more, my tongue teasing and coaxing. And then, a wonder occurred. Very gradually, bashfully, her tiny nipple started to show, turning into a perfect, minuscule bud.

I retreated and smiled widely. “Tadaa!”

She glanced down, spotted her own raised nipple, and laughed out loud. “Haha! It works!”

I playfully flicked the little, now-extended peak with my tongue.

“Ah!” she exclaimed, her back lifting off the mattress, her hands tightly grasping the sheets beside her head, her mouth opening without a sound in a silent ‘O’.

That was the only invitation I needed. The entire night was a gradual, loving adventure. I mouth-travelled down her soft belly, cherishing every curve that she had been told to conceal. When my lips reached her centre, she wailed, her legs quivering around my head.

Her nature was lovable and simple, and her happiness was the loveliest thing for me to hear. After that, she nervously gave me access to her mouth, her gestures being careful at the start, and then more confident as I let out my sounds.

I was reaching into my pocket to find the condom that I always kept with me and was used to finding without any trouble.

“Allow me, ” she uttered, unexpectedly taking the condom from me with a firm grip. She did it gradually, her eyes always with mine.

When I ultimately entered her, it was a slow and measured act. A hiss of released breath escaped my lips. “Ah, Suni.”

She was that tight, that impossibly wet and hot. Her eyes went wide open, locking with mine. Her small hands shot up to grasp my shoulders, her nails digging in just a bit.

“Sam. Oh, fuck, ” she gasped, the English word falling awkwardly from her lips.

I was going down further with the flesh I was holding, inch by inch, until the whole of her body was my own. It did not feel like anything less than heaven. It did not feel like anything less than my home.

Her legs, which were not only firm but also warm, were tightly wound around my waist, securing her grip and bringing her in closer and closer until my hips were rubbing against hers.

“Wait. Wait, please, ” she whispered, her face being a complete bewilderment of experience.

I was not moving; I was holding my spot, waiting for her to get used to it. My forehead was against hers. Our noses met. Her heart was still racing in my chest.

“Okay?” I murmured.

She nodded, and so we started. The slow, deep, pounding beat made the flimsy metal bedframe in our hostel creak in protest. It was not fast; it was calculated. Every pull was a torment, every push a relief so strong that my vision blurred. Our breaths intermingled—hot, moist puffs of our stormy breathing.

“Sam,” she said quietly, her head falling back and exposing her neck. I could not restrain myself. I told her, ”I’m going to kiss you. ” When Sam consented by nodding her head, I moved down. I placed my lips on her neck, I kissed her, and gently sucked on her neck.

It was as if she were comparing salt and perfume. “Oh God” was her loudest cry. And her voice kept increasing in volume.

I bit the small piece of flesh that was between her neck and shoulder. She yelled as her upper body came off the bed. “Oh, God! ” she gasped, laughing and crying simultaneously.

Certainly, the pace increased gradually. The slow motions were changed to deeper ones. The sound of our flesh hitting flesh, our skin slapping into other soft flesh, was the only thing that could be heard in the small room apart from our gasping breathing.

“So deep, ” she said repeatedly, rapt with delight, eyes closed. “More. I want more. ”

I moved, hooking my arms under hers, feeling her knees slide upwards towards her chest. The position altered, and I pushed into her, going deeper than I had been. Her eyes flew open, her mouth opening into a perfect circle.

“Ah! Ah! Yes! That angle!” she prattled, her fists clenching in the sheets.

I leaned down, taking a peaked, pink nipple into my mouth, sucking hard as I thrust. She screamed, a short, sharp cry. “Don’t stop! Just like that! Just like that, baby!”

I was sweating now, slick against her. I was lost in her. I was lost in the sensations. I was lost in the scents. I was lost in the sounds. The dirty, passionate, glorious sounds.

“On the side. Let’s try on the side,” she gasped finally, tapping on my arm.

We rolled, a haphazard, fiery tangle of arms and legs, until she was lying on her side, her back against my chest. I wrapped my body around hers, my front to her back. One arm went under her top leg, lifting it to give me better access to her.

The other one of my hands came around to her front, encountering the wonderful, impressive weight of her breast. I was kneading it, pinching her now, pounding her nipple between my fingers.

Backing into her from behind, I bit her ear. I ran my tongue around her ear canal, taking her earlobe between my teeth, biting her gently.

She twitched, like she’d been given a jolt of electricity. Mother fucker! she yelled, and went on in a never-ending string of whimpery gasps. I was nibbling her earlobe, fucking her slowly in this new position, feeling her muscles clench around me like fists.

‘Your tits. So fucking perfect,’ I snarled in her ear, meaning every word. My hand clamped possessively on her breast.

One of her hands went behind my head, and after threading it through my hair, she brought my mouth closer to her ear. “If so, then don’t stop, ” she whimpered, pressing her breast further into my hand. “I love it. ”

I did not hold back. As I penetrated her with my fingers, I caressed her breast with my hand, and the bites I was taking on her ear and neck gradually became less gentle and more dominating. She was now making very faint and high-pitched sounds, continuously.

“I am coming. Sam, I am coming! ” she cautioned.

“Suni. fuck.” The walls of her pussy began to flutter rapidly around my dick. The feeling brought a groan erupting from my throat.

“With me. Come with me,” she begged, shuddering violently.

It was all I needed. And with my most intense final thrust, I tore apart. A loud, guttural groan escaped my mouth. I ejaculated inside the condom, my hips going with the flow of her, involuntarily.

Once, twice, she tightened around me. Then a long, shaking wail burst from her throat as she bit down on my forearm, muffling her cries as her whole body convulsed with her orgasm.

We lay there, intertwined in a tangle of wet, satisfied flesh. The only sound was our heavy breathing and the night serenity of the Bangkok suburb. I was still inside her, and we both were hesitant to separate.

After a moment, she let out a shaky laugh, typical of the post, coital laughter. “You know. My roommate will be back tomorrow morning. Listening to this bed frame, what do you think she must be thinking? ”

“She will think that your friend is having a very, very good time, ” I said. Nuzzling her dripping hair and laughing. She laughed, and the sound travelled through her body and to me.

After, we showered together in her tiny bathroom, a little space, but hey, it was fun. Remember washing each other with gentle hands, stealing kisses under the warm spray. We stumbled back to bed, damp and clean, and I pulled the thin blanket over us.

She immediately curled into my side, her head on my chest, one soft thigh thrown over mine. I held her close, breathing in the scent of her shampoo and her skin.

“Why, Suni?” I whispered into the dark. “Why me?”

She was quiet for a long moment. “Because you deserved it,” she said. “You are a good man. And I knew… I knew from the first messages that long-term would not work. You live far away. But for one night… I wanted to give something good to a good person. And I wanted to feel beautiful again.”

My throat tightened. I kissed the top of her head. “You are. So beautiful.”

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the little room. We woke up tangled together. We made instant noodles in her electric kettle, sharing the bowl, feeding each other bites. We talked and laughed like old friends.

It was nice. Her roommate didn’t come through. I guess she was getting action elsewhere. When it was time for me to leave, we stood by her door. She looked up at me, her eyes a little sad but clear.

“Thank you, Sam,” she said.

“No, thank you, Suni. For everything.”

She stood on her tiptoes. I bent down. We shared one last, soft goodbye kiss. It tasted like noodles and hope and a sweet, unexpected memory.

“Have a safe flight, big boi,” she whispered with a smile.

I walked away, a huge, stupid grin on my face and maybe a little disappointment. Because she knew the flight was tomorrow, but yes, she was willing to let go.

She wanted a long-term commitment, while an LDR from India to Thai basically felt impossible. Well, that’s a sunset, indeed. But hoping I’ll meet her on my next visit, maybe she’ll be taken by then.

That’s all for these two days of fun. Want me to share a couple of other flings from Thailand (not as passionate as this), do drop your texts to: [email protected].

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Vani was not feeling shy at all, though Poonam and Vijay were strangers. She and Rohit were acting as if they were good friends. Vani hugged Suma and said,” Mom, I prepared your favourite dishes and brought them.”

Rohit said, “Mom, I brought the vibrator you liked in the porn clip and exciting lingerie.” Suma admonished them, “Why do you waste money and effort? Rajeev, why don’t you tell them?”

Rajeev was kissing Poonam. He looked at them and said, “They have superseded me; they are your pampered children, not me. Maami, look at them.”
Vani and Rohit sat on either side of Suma and were sucking her breasts. Suma kissed their head and patted.

Poonam laughed and asked, “Which child loves you most?” Suma said, smiling,” Yes. I always wanted a daughter, also. Now, I have two sons and a daughter. I love you all; you are all equal to me. I am famished, let us have dinner.”

When Poonam and I walked to the dining table, all laughed. Poonam turned and asked, “What is so funny?’

Vani said, “Aunty, there is a wet patch on your nighty at the back.”

Poonam blushed and glared at hubby,” It is all your fault, you forced me not to put on a bra or panties.”

Suma smiled and said, “We are all in the same boat. You are not alone. We are all wet and horny. Look at the tents in boys’ shorts. If you show boobs and shake, they will cum.”

When all were seated, and Vijay was about to help himself, Vani said,” Uncle, wait a minute. Tonight, no one will eat with their hands.”

Poonam laughed, “What do you mean? How will we eat?”

Rohit smiled, “What she meant is one person will feed the other. Later, they switch.”

Poonam said okay and moved to Vijay, who said to feed him.

Vani said, “No, aunty. I will decide who will feed whom. Hmm, Rohit will feed Poonam aunty, and later she will feed him. Rajeev will feed his mom, and I will feed Vijay’s uncle.”

Poonam was uncomfortable. She said, “Why don’t I feed my hubby?”

Suma smiled and said, “What is the fun in that?”

Rajeev pulled three chairs into the hall, and the first batch was seated. Vijay’s eyes widened like saucers as he looked at Vani’s shapely tits, only covered by a ribbon-like cloth, and her pussy mound was covered by a tiny panty. If she didn’t shave, her pubic hair would be visible.

Vijay exclaimed when he saw the dishes on the plate,” Wow. These are all my favourite items. Thanks, Didi.”

Suma said, “Thank you, Vani. She made all the dishes. I made only rotis and rice.”

Vani smiled as she fed Vijay, “I asked Mom what your and Poonam aunty’s favourite dishes were and prepared them. Cooking is my hobby.”

Rajeev said, “Second to fucking. Vani can show heaven.”

Poonam was also excited by Rohit’s hungry eyes looking down at her cleavage when he fed her. Rohit’s jumping cock in his shorts, a few inches away from her face, was making her pussy quite wet.

Poonam asked, “Vani, to keep her eyes and thoughts away from her lustful thoughts.” Vani, are you not feeling shy standing almost naked in front of my hubby and feeding him?”

Vani laughed, and her boobs almost jumped out of her bikini top, she said. “Aunty, once a virgin girl is fucked, it can’t be undone. You can’t stitch her hymen back. Similarly, once a woman shows naked beauty to a man, why should she feel shy? She would be proud to show her assets. Am I right, uncle?
Vijay smiled and said,”

Poonam is enjoying your brother’s attention. Just look at her nipples poking out.” Poonam blushed and said,” No. I feel embarrassed when men stare at me.”
Rajeev said,” Yes, Maami always covered herself well, never showing an inch of skin.”

Rohit asked, “Then why did you masturbate imagining her?”

Rajeev hesitated and said, “I saw her naked in the bathroom.”

Poonam jumped and said, “Impossible, when did you see naked?”

Rajeev said, “Do you remember we all went to Grandfather’s village? The bedroom had a ventilator. I would stand on a stool and peeped. Since then, you were my pin-up girl for masturbation.”

Now, Poonam was feeding Rohit. She looked helplessly at her nipples becoming stiffer and stretching under the thin fabric of the nighty. All observed, and Rohit said, “Wow, no wonder Rajeev was mad about you.”

Vani clapped happily and said,” Great, since all of us have seen each other naked, we can drop inhibitions and enjoy. Vijay uncle, do you fancy me?” Vani juggled her boobs and provoked him.

Vijay gulped and said, “My hands are itching to grab those lovely tits, and yes, I want to fuck her badly, provided my wife approves.”

Poonam said haughtily, “Yes, you can fuck her, but don’t expect me to fuck Rohit. I am not a slut.”

Rohit’s face fell. He pleaded,” Why, Aunty, am I ugly? Why don’t you fuck me?”

Suma laughed and said, “She is kidding. Poonam, you are a horny slut. I saw you fucking, and you can fuck longer, harder. You can take multiple cocks. Vijay, I don’t know if you feel happy or upset, but your wife has a great appetite for fucking.”

Vijay laughed and said,” I am happy, I get more excited to see her fucking. No issues.”

Poonam was hurt and said,” I am not a slut, and I never was.”

Vani sat in Vijay’s lap and rubbed her crotch on his lap and said, “Poonam aunty, Mom gave you a compliment, not many have the energy, capacity and horniness to be fuck queens. Anyway, here is a test for you. We will fuck, you and Rohit bhai sleep in one bed without fucking, tonight.”

Poonam agreed and said, “I accept the challenge. But we will sleep with clothes on.”

Suma said,” Ok, here are the rules. Poonam and Rohit will sleep in the clothes that they have on. Rohit will play with her tits and pussy over the dress and try to provoke her. If Poonam resists the urge to fuck, she is not a slut. If she fucks, she will stop denying that she is a slut queen.”

All clapped, and Poonam said, “Fair enough, I will prove you all wrong.”

Vani said, “Bro, don’t worry, you are a champion. You have many skills to break her resolve. You will win.”

After dinner, they watched TV for a while and went to the bedroom. Suma’s bed was big enough for three couples to fuck, and there was another bed for another couple.

Vijay and Vani undressed each other and slid into bed, kissing. Vijay’s hands grabbed Vani’s boobs, and Vani clutched Vijay’s cock firmly. Suma and Rajeev also joined them on the bed. Poonam slept on her side. Rohit hugged her tight from behind and poked her buttocks firmly with his throbbing cock.

Rohit clamped his hand on her tit and firmly squeezed; Poonam did not react and watched others in action. Vani asked Vijay, who was sucking her tit hungrily, “Uncle, can I call you dad? I have a dad fantasy.”

Vijay said, “Wow. I would love it. But you call Suma mom, that will make me your mama.”

Suma laughed and said,” Don’t be prudish. You fucked me, so you can be my hubby also. My son is also my hubby. Now, all relationships have merged.”
Poonam was shocked. She asked Vani,” How can you call him dad? It is all wrong.”

Rohit asked, “Why, I saw Suma’s mom calling Rajeev hubby, it is ok.”
Poonam was aroused by the fucking scene on the bed, Vani was expertly sucking her hubby’s cock, playing with his balls and looking at her and smiling seductively.

Suma and Rajeev were lost in their lust world; they were in a 69 position. Suma was sucking her son’s cock like a hungry calf sucking its mom’s teat. Rajeev was licking with loud, slurping sounds.

Poonam’s pussy was all wet, and she had the urge to finger. Rohit’s hot cock was rubbing in her butt crack, and his fingers were pinching her nipples.
Vani was calling him dad and started to ride him, her boobs jumping like rabbits.

Now, Rajeev was fucking his mom in doggy, and all were looking at her.
Poonam was resisting desperately. Then, Rohit did something that made her weak. Rohit kissed her earlobe, bit her lightly and licked. Poonam hummed, closed her eyes, and turned on her back.

Rohit straddled her and licked both earlobes. For Poonam, this was an unusual feeling, never experienced. Unknown to her, this was her trigger point. Poonam sighed and grabbed Rohit’s cock. Rohit slid down, lifted her hands, kissed her smooth armpits and licked.

Poonam felt electric pulses swarming her body, and when he bit her armpit, she lost her control. She pulled him by the hair and hissed, “Fuck me, fuck me hard.”

Rohit did not waste a second. He lifted her nighty over her boobs, spread her legs and rammed his cock in. Poonam was startled and came into this world when she heard clapping and laughing. She realised that she lost the bet and Rohit was fucking her.

Poonam covered her face with both hands, “I think I have to accept, I am a horny slut. Darling, can you forgive me?”

Vijay was fucking Vani in doggy. He removed cock and came to her. His cock was glistening with her juices.

He kissed Poonam with tenderness and said, “Darling, you bottled up your passion for more than two decades; now be free, enjoy as much as you can, with as many cocks as you want. My only condition is, don’t stop loving me and don’t elope with a best fucker.”

Poonam kissed him back, as Rohit was pounding her, “I won’t ever stop loving you, not in this life, or next, I want you as hubby in all births, forever.”

Vijay went back to fuck Vani. He seemed to be unusually excited when Vani called him ‘dad’. They slept quite late, after all men fucked all women. They were exhausted and fell asleep late at night. It was evident to all that what Suma said was true. Poonam was born to fuck, and she was the fuck queen.

While Vani had sore pussy and tired thighs. Suma had back pain, Poonam was energetic and enthusiastic; she could go on fucking, if more cocks were available.

The next day, Vani and Rohit left after breakfast and one more round of fucking. Others went back to sleep and got up after many hours, feeling refreshed and relaxed. They had a sumptuous lunch and felt recharged.

The doorbell chimed when Poonam was riding Rajeev, and Vijay was fucking Suma in Doggy position. Suma put on a nighty, closed the bedroom door and opened it. It was Prema, Suma’s friend and an incest mom. Prema was the one who forwarded Raj’s stories and started lusty desires in Suma.

She and Raj guided her in seducing her son. Prema was tall, beautiful and regal. She was erect and had a queenly posture. Prema was outspoken, frank and totally shameless. She was fucked by her son, her cousin and her cook. Her hubby fucked her daughter and her son’s girlfriend.

Prema invited Suma and Rajeev for swaps. Suma was fucked by Priya’s son, and Rajeev fucked Prema and her daughter, Pooja. Prema’s hubby was eager to fuck Suma, but it did not materialise.

Prema hugged Suma and laughed naughtily, “Suma, you devil. I can see you are in the middle of fucking, your hair is disturbed, and your face is flushed. Continue while I watch and tell you exciting news.”

Before Suma could stop her, Prema rushed to the bedroom and opened the door, saying, “Rajeev beta, get ready…” and stopped in her tracks, as she saw the fucking scene. Poonam, who was riding Rajeev hard, screamed, jumped and rushed to put on a nighty.

Vijay also hurried and put on shorts. There was an awkward silence. Suma recovered first and completed formal introductions.

She said, “Prema, he is my brother Vijay and my Bhabhi Poonam. Poonam is my good friend, and she is the culprit in making me a horny slut, she instigated me to seduce Rajeev. She has a son, a daughter and a cook with a massive cock. They are an incest family.”

They said hello, nice to meet you. Prema laughed and said, “This is an unexpected pleasure, meeting you. I am sorry to have interrupted you. I barged in because Rajeev fucked me and my daughter, Pooja, and we are close.”

Poonam managed a smile and said, “It is ok, there was no way you could guess what was happening.”

Prema said, “I came to invite Suma and Rajeev to spend the evening and night with us. My son didn’t fuck Suma for a few months, and today we’re all at home, and we’re all free.”

Vijay said, “Please don’t change your plans. Poonam and I would have fun. Suma and Rajeev, please go and enjoy. We will be fine.”

Poonam also agreed. Prema laughed and said,” You want to miss all the fun? You are more than welcome to join the fun.”

Poonam protested, “It would be embarrassing, we are strangers. It would be awkward for all. Please excuse us; we will stay back.”

Prema called her hubby and put him on speaker mode. She said, “Hi darling, I am at Suma’s house.” Vinay, her hubby, said,” Great, tell her I am waiting with a massive hard on, I told Pooja not to suck me also.”

Prema said, “Darling, there is a hitch. Suma’s brother and Bhabhi are here.”
Vinay said, “Oh.” Disappointment in Vinay’s voice was evident to all. Vinay said,” Ask Suma if she can come out on some excuse, and I will fuck her quickly, and we will send her back.”

Prema laughed and said, “I am doing something better. Suma’s bro is fucking her, and Suma’s son is fucking his Maami. I am trying to convince them to come with me and have fun. Poonam is hesitating; she thinks we are strangers, etc.”

Vinay asked, “How about Summa’s brother? Is he ready to fuck you?”

Prema said,” I think he is already fucking me in his mind.”

Vinay said, “Tell Poonam there would be no force, compulsion. She can come and watch our fucking, and she can get fucked only if she desires.”

In the background, they could hear Prema’s son, Vikas, saying, “Dad, convince Poonam aunty, I have seen her pics, Rajeev showed, she is awesome. I want to fuck her.”

Pooja also said, “Dad, you know I have a dad fancy. Let uncle and aunty come here, please.”

Prema said, “I will try my best. Make sure the cook behaves well; he has a bad habit of flaunting his cock to my friends. It might scare Poonam.”

Vinay said, “Sure, darling. We are all waiting with hard cocks and wet cunt.”
Prema smiled, disconnected and said,” So, all doubts are cleared. Come, let us go.”

Poonam wore a saree that covered her assets well, Suma wore a low-neck, sleeveless blouse and a saree. When they were dressing, Poonam asked, “Were you fucking Prema in your thoughts?”

Vijay was about to deny, but admitted, “Yes. I am only human.”

Poonam smiled, when her hubby was accepting her horniness and lusty behaviour, why should she mind his actions? Rajeev received a call from his office. He had to attend an urgent meeting, and he left in a hurry, saying that he would join in the evening.

Prema was staying in the same block, but on the top floor. Poonam’s heart was beating wildly as Prema opened her front door and entered. Prema’s children, Vikas, 21 and Pooja, 19, invited them in warmly. They touched the feet of Poonam, Vijay and Suma and received their blessings.

Prema asked, “Where is your dad?”

Pooja said,” He received a call from his friend, there was some emergency. He left in a hurry, he said he would be back in three hours.”

Pooja wore a small skirt and a see-through sleeve top. Her firm, mango-sized breasts were moving seductively. Vikas also had a massive heart-on as he hugged Poonam.

Prema changed into a thin, blue short nighty and seated them. Cook served soft drinks and water with a pleasant smile.

Prema said, “Please feel free and relax. I think Vijay is attracted to my daughter, Pooja. Pooja, sit on your uncle’s lap and make him feel comfortable. Vikas, you have to be patient. Poonam would be comfortable with Dad. You come and sit beside me and show me your love.”

Pooja looked at Poonam, and Poonam smiled and nodded. Pooja sat in Vijay’s lap and kissed him passionately. Prema asked Vikas to sit near Poonam and behave well. Poonam kissed Vikas on the cheek and told him she needed some time to adjust.

Prema laughed and said,” I know the best way to get into the mood. We will watch Suma fucked by my cook. This will break the ice.”
Suma was horrified, “Prema, are you nuts? How can I fuck in front of my brother and Bhabhi? What will they think of me?”

Vijay said, “Why not, didi? Your son is not there, anyway, we will all start fucking after you start, even Poonam will get horny and fuck Vikas.”

When Cook was told, he did not wait for a second; he pulled down his shorts. All gasped at the sight of his massive cock. Cook pulled Suma’s saree and blouse, almost ripping them off. He pushed Suma on the settee, spread her legs and pushed his cock in one shot.

Hi, main Vishal hoon aur main aapko apne saath hui ek true aur unexpected raat ki baat batane ja raha hoon. Wo raat main kabhi nahi bhool sakta. Uss raat maine aur meri pyaari cousin ne bohot maze kiye aur sex kiya.

Meri ek cousin hai jiska naam Jaya hai. Uski age uss waqt 20 saal thi aur main 22 ka tha. Uski family Mumbai mein rehti hai aur hum Maharashtra ke hi ek town mein rehte hain. Bachpan mein saath rehne ke kaaran hum ek dusre ke saath kaafi frank the. Ek dusre ke saare secrets share karte the. Ab bade hone ke baad milna-julna bohot kam ho gaya tha; hum 4-5 months mein ek baar milte the. Ye baat kuch hi din pehle ki hai.

Ek din achanak se kisi kaam ki wajah se uski family unke proper waale gaon aaye. Unka gaon hamare town ke paas hi tha. Aur shaam ko uski family hamare ghar aa gayi. Main dekh ke chaunk gaya ki iss baar Jaya ka badan kaafi badal gaya tha.

Pehle toh wo ekdum dubli patli si thi, lekin ab uska badan kaafi achha ho gaya tha. Sharir bohot achhe se bhar chuka tha; chaati badh chuki thi. Usne short T-shirt pehen rakhi thi aur uski kamar saaf saaf dikhayi de rahi thi.

Itna badlav dekh kar main chaunk gaya. Pehle kabhi uske liye aisa kuch feel nahi hua tha, magar iss baar uske badan ko dekh kar mujhe uski chah jaag uthi.

Hamesha ki tarah hamari families ne milkar khana khaya, baatein ki aur uske baad wo sab so gaye. Ab sirf hum 3-4 cousins bohot der tak games khelte rahe. Uske baad wo sab bhi sone chale gaye. Ab sirf main aur Jaya baatein karte hue baithe the, kyunki hum dono kaafi baatein ek dusre ko share karte the, jaise ki wo apne BF ke baare mein mujhe batati aur main apne GF ke baare mein use batata.

Magar reh-reh kar meri nazar uski khuli kamar aur T-shirt ke peeche dabe hue boobs par ja rahi thi aur mere andar ka mard jaag raha tha. Hum ghar ke bahar gallery mein baithe huye the. Koi hamari baatein na sunle, isliye hum dono kaafi close baith ke baatein kar rahe the.

Baatein karte hue mujhe achanak se toilet aayi aur main apne phone uske haath mein dekar washroom chala gaya. Magar meri gallery mein mera ek black & white filter mein nude pic tha, jo maine mere GF ko bhejne ke liye click kiya tha. Usme main full mirror ke saamne khada hua tha aur maine ek bhi kapda nahi pehna tha.

Pic nikalte waqt main bohot mood mein tha, isliye mera lund poora khada hua tha ekdum rod ki tarah. Jab main toilet se wapas aaya, toh maine dekha ki recent apps mein gallery mein wahi pic open thi. Usne wo pic dekh liya tha.

Pehle toh mujhe embarrassing feel hua, magar shayad usi wajah se wo mere saath aur zyada frank ho gayi – adult jokes, waghera karne lagi. Mujhe bhi achha lagne laga.

Aur fir maine usse poocha:

Me: Tum physically kaafi badal gayi ho.

Jaya: Toh ye badlav achha hai ya bura?

Me: Bohot achha badlav hai. (uske badan ko niharte hue)

Jaya: Achha ji?

Me: Ab toh tumhare BF ke maze hi maze honge. (dono hass rahe the)

Jaya: Nahi, humne abhi tak kuch nahi kiya hai. Tumne apne GF ke saath sab kuch kiya hoga na?

Me: Nahi na… sirf upar upar se. (dono hass rahe the)

Jaya: Jhooth mat bolo. Ye upar upar se kya hota hai, haan?

Me: Upar upar se matlab lip kiss… wahan pe kiss. (uske boobs aur kamar ki taraf ungli se ishara karte hue kaha; dono hass rahe the)

Jaya: Ye boobs kiss kya hota hai? (majak mein)

Me: Jhoothi… tujhe toh sab pata hoga. (haste hue) Meri GF toh mujhse bohot boobs pe kiss karwati hai… use bohot pasand hai aur mujhe bhi.

Jaya: Achha… kitna maza aata hai?

Me: Wo bataya nahi jaata, experience kiya jaata hai. (dono haste hue)

Aise baatein karne se ab meri himmat bohot badh chuki thi aur main ye mauka gavana nahi chahta tha. Toh maine risk leke ye naughty sawal puch hi liya.

Me: Karogi kya experience?

Jaya: Mood toh hai, but…

Me: But kya? Main hoon na. (naughty smile dete hue)

Jaya: Ohh, toh ye baat hai? Main bhi kaafi der se dekh rahi thi tumhari nazar meri chaati aur kamar par bohot ja rahi hai. (dono hass rahe the)

Me: (sharmate hue smile) Itni zyada sexy dikhogi toh nazar toh jayegi hi na?

Jaya: OMG… (sharmate hue) Theek hai, but kisi ko mat batana.

Me: Pakka… kisi ko nahi bataunga.

Ye kehte hue maine uski kamar par haath rakh diya. Yaar, kya hi soft-mulayam kamar thi uski. Kab se mujhe craving ho rahi thi uske kamar ko chune ki; ab jaake puri hui. Usne bhi kuch nahi kaha, kyunki wo bhi bohot mood mein thi.

Usne aankhein band kar li. Fir maine uska T-shirt thoda upar kiya aur jhuk ke uske kamar ko kiss karne laga, chatne laga, daant se kaatne laga. Kya hi swaad tha uski mulayam kamar ka. Uski nabhi mein jeebh daalne laga.

Wo bhi support kar rahi thi, usne haath mere sir par rakh ke mere baalon mein ungliyaan pherne lagi. Fir uske face pe, lips pe kiss karne laga, hamare lips lock ho gaye. Saliva exchange ho raha tha. Dono ki dhadkane badh rahi thi.

Uska badan kapkap raha tha, jaise thand mein hota hai. Maine uska T-shirt boobs ke upar utha diya, bra niche kar di aur uske wo gore-gore mulayam boobs ab khul kar bahar aa chuke the. Bilkul hi perfect boobs – uspar brown nipples.

Kya hi nazara tha wo; main kabhi bhool nahi sakta. Maine seedhe apne lips uske nipples par rakh diya aur chusne laga. Uske boobs itne mulayam the ki mere muh mein aasani se nahi aa rahe the. Ek boob haath se dabane laga aur dusra chusne laga, nipples ko daant se kaat raha tha.

Tabhi wo halki-halki siskiyan bharne lagi. Raat ke andher mein bas ab uske boobs chatne, chusne ki aur uski siskiyon ki awaaz aa rahi thi.

Jaya ne mere sir pe haath rakhke mera sir uske boobs par daba rahi thi, jaise ki main uske boobs aur zyada zor se chusne lagu. Mera lund ab khada ho gaya aur uss cotton pant ke bahar aane ke liye tilmila raha tha.

Ab hum puri tarah se bekaboo ho chuke the. Hum ye sab ghar ki gallery mein kar rahe the. Tabhi Jaya ne mujhe roka aur kaha, “Humein yahan koi bhi dekh sakta hai.”

Me: Peeche waala kamra khali hai… wahan chalte hain.

Kyunki ab control karna mushkil ho chuka tha, toh hum dono jaldi se peeche waale kamre mein chale aaye. Andar se door lock kar liya aur fir se wahi sab karna shuru kiya. Kiss karte hue hum sofe par let gaye aur maine uska T-shirt upar karte karte utaar hi diya.

Usne apne bra ka hook khol diya aur maine uski bra kheench kar phenk di. Ab wo mere saamne poori topless ho gayi. Haaye, uska wo milky white badan. Fir se passionately uske saare badan par kiss karne, chatne laga.

Ab uska haath mere khade lund par jaane laga. Main samajh gaya ab use kya chahiye. Isliye maine apni pant aur underwear utaar di. Ab mera ekdum rod ki tarah kadak lund uske saamne tha, jo ki usne abhi-abhi pic mein dekha tha.

Fir usne mere lund ko haath mein liya aur seedha apna muh mere lund ki aur badha diya. Jaise hi uske lips ne mere lund ko touch kiya, aisa sukoon mehsus hua jaise maine jannat hi paali ho. Aur usne mera lund apne muh mein le liya. Poora toh uske muh mein nahi ja raha tha, lekin jitna gaya tha, usi ko choosne lagi.

Jab uska mann bhar gaya, tab maine use niche litaya aur uski pant utaar di. Usne andar se kuch nahi pehna tha. Aur aakhir mere lund aur uske choot ka bhi milan ho gaya. Mere paas condom nahi tha, isliye maine sambhal ke sex kiya – andar ejaculate nahi kiya.

Uss raat hum dono ne bohot maze kiye. Thodi der baad hum bahar aate, ye dekhne ke liye ke koi jaag toh nahi gaya, aur andar jaakar fir se shuru ho jaate. Mujhe yaad hai uss raat humne 3 baar sex kiya. Dono ne khoob enjoy kiya. Wo raat hum dono kabhi nahi bhool sakte.

Doosre din Jaya ne din bhar aaram kiya. Maine bhi uska khayal rakha. Usne kaha ki kal raat wali baat just ek heat of the moment thi aur fir aisa kabhi nahi hoga. Aur agle din shaam ko Jaya apne family ke saath Mumbai chale gayi. Magar main aaj bhi hamare next meet ka besabri se intzaar kar raha hoon.

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Toh doston, ye thi meri aur mere cousin Jaya ki sacchi kahani.

Phir milenge.

Hey everyone! I’m back here with the second part of getting laid with my neighbour MILF in Australia. I’m John (that’s my pen name), I’m 27, average build, a Mallu guy living in Australia. Quick heads-up: don’t ask about the heroine’s details in this story – it’s private.

So, a week after the previous incident with her. When I got up and looked at my phone, I saw 5 messages. When I checked, it was from Treasa aunty. I opened it eagerly. It was a voice note. It says that she is in her ovulation and craving to get fucked,

So, she want to do it again today! I was told to come after 10 o’clock at night as her husband would be on nightshift. I texted ok and continued sleeping for some time.

Around 11 am, I woke up and got up from the bed, showered and freshened up. After all, it was noon. I cooked my brunch and watched a series to kill some time. In the evening, I headed out for a gym session, had a good protein-rich dinner and got back home.

When it was 9:50, I quietly left my apartment and drove all the way to Teresa’s house. I reached there around 10:15 pm, and I didn’t ring the bell. I called her via phone. Within a moment, the door was opened, and Tresa came out. For a moment, I looked at plump yet pretty Treasa and remained stunned.

“Damn, John, why are you looking at me like seeing me for the first time? Come inside,” she added.

“Aunty, you’re looking so damn hot today, I’m feeling like having you for the whole night,” I said.

Surprisingly, that night she was wearing a red saree with a sleeveless blouse. As she already knew that I’m a sucker for women in a saree. Her 34D-sized breasts, ready to pop out of the bra, could be seen through her blouse. All I was thinking about was how to fondle those boobs tonight.

She invited me inside and gave me a soft drink, then walked me to the lounge. I understood that she was craving so hard, so I started teasing her by smooching on her neck and sucking her juicy lips. She got turned on so much that she responded vigorously to me.

We continued that for a while, and she told me, “Let’s go to the bedroom, as kids might hear us from here.” She walked to the bedroom, and I went to take a pee. Once I came back to the bedroom, I saw Treasa aunty sitting in the bed, scrolling with her saree pallu off.

I literally lost my control when I saw this. I ran and hugged them, then kissed my Aunty.

Aunt: Da, nirthu ingane venda. (Stop it, I don’t want to have it like this.) I have something to do with you. After that, let’s start.

She asked me not to do anything till she says to do. I understood the drill and kept looking at her stripping the saree. She was now in a black sizzling sleeveless blouse and a black shiny petticoat. I was about to pull the string of the petticoat, and she gave a pinch.

She said, “Aakrantham Kattenda Vilambitharam.” (Don’t be aggressive, I will serve it for you, honey). She then removed her blouse and petticoat, now she was standing like a pole stripper with thongs, red bra and red panties.

She removed her panties, and I saw bushy pussy, aww. Then she gave me a shaving set, showed me that bushy pink paradise and told me to shave it. I was anxious and a little scared. The mood and the night would be spoiled if I made any bruises while shaving!

She took off my shirt and pants. I am on my briefs now. She took me to the bathroom. Then she took off those bras and sat on the wash basin table with her legs wide open.

I slowly started to shave the area around the clitoris. My hand started shaking. Shaking and trembling, but I didn’t lose my confidence, and in the end, it was cleaned. I said it’s done and asked her to clean and go to the bedroom.

Aunty: Wait, don’t go, da.
Me: Now what?
Aunty: Let’s take a bath together.

My Aunty held me and stood under the shower. My briefs became completely wet in no time. Aunty took it off. And my meat was standing up like a flag post.
My Aunty and I stood in the shower, hugging and kissing. I held my Aunty from behind and started kissing her all over.

My Aunt’s 2 boobs were kneaded by my hands to drool. I fondled them well, and she enjoyed the grip very well. I showered my Aunty with soap, and she bathed me. We proceeded to the bedroom after taking a shower and cleaning ourselves. As my Aunty paused to switch on the fan, I remarked,

“Aunty, don’t turn it on, I want the sweat of this toffee. I want to drink it all today.”

Aunty: Kalla. Well, I’m not turning it on like your choice.

She said and hugged me. The cold chilled our bodies after that bath. Something warms up in that hug. I started licking Aunty’s lips. We were exchanging spittles back and forth. Aunty is doing well. One of my hands went to my Aunt’s breast, and the other to the shaved pink pussies.

We continued this, and Aunty started sweating. Sweat began to flow down the neck of the Aunty. I kissed my Aunty’s neck and started licking all the sweat. I understand what the little tingle Aunty is feeling. I lifted my Aunty’s armpit slowly and licked it as well, now I lost my control.

My Aunty was shoved to the bed by me. Instructed my Aunty to hold off. She spread both her legs wide. It signalled me to do the honours on her pink paradise. I greedily started licking around my Aunty’s pussy. The smell of sweat and that wet pussy intoxicated me.

I was licking for a while. While I thoroughly enjoyed the softness of my Aunty’s breasts. I raised my face and looked at my Aunty. My Aunty is all sweaty in the bath. I asked my Aunty if I wanted to turn on the fan.

“No, I like you more,” said my Aunty and pulled me up. Then she said to suck her breast for some time. When I saw those round, juicy breasts, I became more vigorous. I started sucking it alternately. After doing that for a while, I went down again.

I slowly put my fingers in her pussy and started to hit that G-spot. She was enjoying it to the core and began to moan. In the meantime, I asked my Aunty something, “Aunty, does your hubby like doing this?”

Aunty: Oh God, he’s quite selfish, and he would stop and sleep once he cums.  I am really disappointed with my sexual life. Now, I’m kinda lucky to have you.
When I heard that, I put 2 fingers in my Aunty’s pussy. I started licking her pussy along with fingering her.

This literally took her to the peak of satisfaction. Aunty is moaning. Suddenly, she cum and I tasted a bit of her love juices and cleaned them with a towel. Then she pulled me up on top of her and kissed me so hard.

She said, “It’s been a while since my little boy started to hold his head up, and I can’t ignore it anymore.”

She went to the kitchen to get some water and Vegemite jam (A popular spread in Australia). She said, “Eda, if you’re cumming I want to have it in my boobs first. You know, I really like men with pubic hair,” and winked at me. My 6.5-inch dick had stuck up again and was throbbing.

She bent down between my legs and took the Vegemite jam. She poured some on her hand and massaged herself. Her tits were bouncing in front of my eyes as she stimulated her nipples. Then she slid her body over me, so the jam is also on me. Its smell was fucking erotic.

Then she poured a substantial amount of it on my dick and gave me a hand job, followed by the head.  She was so good at it, and I felt like she was an expert; she ate all the Vegemite from my dick by her head job. It was so great I could cum right then.

But I couldn’t disappoint her. So, I held my urges and controlled, but she couldn’t control herself anymore.

Aunty: Stop teasing John, and I want to get fucked badly.
Me: Haha, aunty. You’ve got to beg me to fuck you.
Aunty: Please, please, goddamn fuck me. I am so fucking horny. Please!
Me: Aunty, there is a twist, you need to call me ‘master’ from now on.
Aunty: Oh, you’re making things spicier, huh?
Aunty: Angane ayyikote (Like whatever). My lovely Master, please fuck the hell out of me.
Me: Oh yeah, aunty!

I rubbed my dick on her pussy entrance. She was literally wriggling. Then I wiped out the Vegemite residue and pumped it in here.
Aunty:  Ah! Yeah, that’s so good. Fuck me, lovely master. Fuck my brains out.

I started slow, burying myself deep, testing her reactions. It didn’t satisfy me for long. I wanted more, and I wanted to make her lose control with me. She picked up on that instantly, her legs locking around my waist, pulling me deep inside her.

I wrapped my hands around her hips and raised her a little, pushing deeply into her. Her moans grew louder, ragged, pouring out of her. I thrust as deep as I was able, pinning her, and her body spasmed. She gasped, her fingers biting into my back as she came hard and fast, a messy and overpowering rush.

When it was through, she relaxed beneath me. I could see it in the way her muscles gave way, in the shallow movements of her chest. She was done. I wasn’t.

She fell onto the bed, eyes half-closed, lips parted, and completely drained yet happy. I bent to kiss her lips, caressing her gently, before moving my lips to her neck. She kissed back weakly, her lips barely having the strength to do so. When I turned her over to her stomach, she let out a deep breath.

“Let it be enough for today,” she murmured. “Give me a little time… I’ll take care of you once I have the energy.”

I stood up straight, and my tone shifted abruptly.

“Enough?” I asked abruptly. “You’re refusing your master now?”

She hesitated. Didn’t answer as she was supposed to.

‘You did not even call me ‘master,” I said. ‘This shows that you must learn.’

I opened her legs wider and pushed my middle finger against her, making it go inside her ass.

She cried out right away. “Ah, no, daa, not there! Please. Don’t go into my asshole, please! I’m a virgin down there.”

“That’s no reason to avoid it,” I said firmly. “That’s all the more reason to do it,” I said.

She took a sharp breath as I moved my finger again, slowly but surely. “It hurts,” she gasped, clenching her fists so tight that her arms shook with the effort. She gripped me instinctively, her very body rigid with tension. However, she didn’t move away.

“Breathe,” I told her. “You’ll get used to it.”

She groaned, half in pain, half in surrender. She was clean—there was nothing to hesitate over—and I felt her resistance ease ever so slightly. I withdrew my finger and brought it to her lips.

“Open,” I said.

She paused, looking up at me, then opened her mouth. I slipped my finger inside.

“Taste it,” I commanded.

Her mouth engulfed it. Sucked. Quietly. Ashamed but complying. Her cheeks flushed as she followed every instruction I gave her. I stood behind her, getting into position. I raised her ass higher. She was forced into position. Her legs were on the bed, hands on her hips, head down. I was pressed against her pussy. I went inside again.

She moaned, a long, drawn-out sound. “Oh…” She whispered the words, her breathing uneven. Her body was moving with mine, but there was no orgasm, just a moan of hunger.

I grasped her chin and pulled her head up a little bit. “You’re not finished yet,” I said.

My other hand slid between her legs, caressing her clit while squeezing her breasts forcefully. I screwed her from behind, mercilessly. She reacted immediately, moaning louder, pushing back against me.

“Yes… Don’t stop,” she said, her voice shaking. I could feel her pussy contract around me. I was almost there, I knew it, but before I could slow myself, she reached back, grasped my neck, and pulled me toward her.

“Kiss me,” she demanded.

I hardly had time to register what was happening before she was shaking and climaxing, her legs buckling beneath her. I caught her easily and held her fast as she gasped for air.

I placed her gently on the bed and pressed myself in between her breasts. She was watching me, her lips slightly parted, her eyes heavy-lidded.

“Finish,” she said quietly.

She took me into her mouth after that, her head bobbing back and forth effortlessly. I groaned, coming into her mouth, spilling into it. She gagged, part of it trickling into her chest, but the rest was swallowed, and then she licked herself clean.

She chuckled softly and looked up at me. “That’s better than my husband, I must say. We stuck together a bit after, while our bodies cooled, and then showered together to clean up the scene. Before I left, she kissed me slowly and gave me a bottle of Tom Ford perfume.

“For tonight,” she said. It was almost three when I drove home. Her husband would be returning soon. If there’s another night like this one, then there’ll be more to tell.

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Dear readers, this is an erotic story, so be sure to lock your doors and get your system ready to nut like crazy.

My office is filled with erotic birds. One fine night, our team decided to party like crazy. We do what most sensible people do. Booked a farmhouse and grabbed lots of ready-to-eat and booze.

The plan was set, and as there were just 2 guys and 8 hotties, we were in luck. As only 2 girls decided to be loyal to their partners. I fucked them day and night. Almost all of them had lots of hiccups, and the office environment changed.

Shivani, who is our boss, married, 32 years old and sexy like Catwoman, started seeing me differently. I noticed her getting feral towards me. It was as if there was too much intimacy between us, and we were exes.

Her dressing style changed, and she became sluttier than before. I knew now she wanted to be fucked, but I liked the play. I wanted her to beg me like a slut so I can treat her like I am her boss.

The night finally came. I had a flat tyre, and she invited me to her car as she said she would drop me off. But our conversation finally became informal as she told me she knew everything about our farmhouse trip.

I boldly said those girls came in with their legs wide open. How can I stay strong? She giggled and said, “Yeah, I know that, and I have opened my legs, but you are not getting the hint. When will I get the chance?”

I immediately begin groping her thighs and tell her to book a hotel. She excitedly says, “Let me inform my husband.”

We enter the hotel room and order drinks. I get her drunk, and then I smooch her like my lover. She was delicious and knew how to kiss. As alcohol kicked in, she became free. Now she was not thinking of her husband and started unboxing my dick.

She immediately sat down and started choking on my dick. Her luscious lips and hot saliva, combined with deepthroating skills like a real slut made me excited and hornier.

I tore her shirt and removed her bra, and then pulled her skirt down. She was in doggy position as I rammed her pussy from behind. She watched herself in the mirror while I increased the pace. Her moans grew louder and louder.

After a few minutes, I creamed her, and we crashed on the bed, cuddling and panting. She whispered in my ear, “You are awesome.” I also replied and told her, “You are my slut now.”

She got turned on again and said, “Yes, I am. Now fuck me again like you fucked those whores. I heard wild things now bite my boobs and ruin me.” I was shocked to witness her wild, dirty mouth.

Since she was married, I didn’t want to cause trouble. So, I asked if her husband would know her pussy was creamed. She laughed and said, “I don’t care, just fuck me as rough as possible. I want a BDSM experience.”

I immediately choked her neck and slapped her hard. Then, as she smiled, I twisted her nipple and slapped them, repeating again and again till her boobs turned red. She moaned with painful pleasure and kept on smiling.

After that, I gave multiple love bites across her neck, boobs, back and hips. In the next 15 minutes, her body had multiple hickeys. Then it was her ass. I took my belt and harshly punished her. Every strike made her ass red, but she smiled for more.

After the 10th strike, tears rolled out of her eyes, but she still wanted more. I gagged her with my dick, choking her, and did some breath play. She coughed and laughed and said, “You really are amazing, my bed boss.”

Then I asked which slut from the office told her. She told me it was Simran, and I told her Simran is also wild, and I loved fucking her. Then I told how I ass fucked her. She had a twinkle in her eye and wanted to try anal.

I again got her in doggy position and put some lotion that was in the bathroom. I then gave a strong thrust, and she screamed. Then, some gentle push and fondling from behind relaxed her.

She then started twerking slowly in rhythm. I video called Simran and gave the phone to Adya. Simran was yelling to invite her as well.

Adya: Bitch you can’t stay without dick in your pussy, huh!

Simran: You know, na I love sex.

Adya: Ok, darling, let me enjoy him tonight, and we will do a threesome soon.

Simran: Pankaj, please fuck her whole night, I want her to come to the office unable to sit or stand.

Me: Yeah, see her ass, I have given her belt treatment.

Simran: Adya, your husband will be devastated. Looks like I can finally give him a taste of my pussy to get you off the hook.

Adya: Oh, you are such a bitch. Stay away from my husband.

Upon hearing her dirty talk, I start fucking her very fast. She moans heavily and quivers to orgasm. Simran tells me to cum on her face in a video call. I spray it all over her face, and we crash again, falling asleep.

In the morning, I wake up at 6 am. I start cuddling again, and within a few minutes, I start spooning her. She wakes up immediately as my dick slides in. I keep groping her breast and fucking her.

After a few minutes, she comes on top and gives me a ride to remember. She jumps smoothly on my dick, swaying her butt. Then I again cream her pussy, and she sleeps on top of me, hugging me.

After a few minutes, she sees her torn top and calls Simran to give her a top to wear to the office to a porter. We then hit the shower and bath together. Then she is in her bathrobe. The porter delivers our package to the waiter, who brings it to our room.

The bathrobe was loose, and as she got up, her heavy boob came out loose. She decides to cover it up, but he notices it, and then I tell her to flaunt it. The waiter is dumbstruck and watches her boobs.

I tell him to enjoy, and he can squeeze them if he wants to. Adya looks at me with anger, but I tell him she is my slut and please be rough. He enjoys her boobs and even rubs her pussy. Adya is horny again and wants to fuck.

As the waiter leaves, I again ram her body and leave my cum in her pussy. We dress up and go to the office. Simran is constantly giving us looks, and Adya is also super giggly.

After the end of the shift, the three of us went to dinner, and Adya’s husband called. Adya does a fake fight with her husband so she can make an excuse and go to her parents.

After dinner, we head to Adya’s home and decide to spend the weekend fucking in a nice farmhouse out of the city.

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The day she asked me not to come, I didn’t. It was one of the longest days I can remember. I couldn’t study, nor could I concentrate. Every sound, every moment dragged.

My mind kept replaying that very scene of that kiss, her lips trembling. Her hands were holding on to my shirt, the expression in her eyes before she yielded. By evening, I almost drove to her stall anyway. But I stopped myself. I knew she wanted space, so I had to respect that.

The following evening, I went to the stall like nothing had happened. My heart was pounding faster than ever, but I acted casual. Like usual, she was there, serving customers and moving quickly between the stove and the counter, back and forth.

When her eyes finally met mine, she didn’t smile, at least not right away. But then, slowly, she just happened to show a small curve of her lips. It was enough to tell me everything was okay.

I ordered tea and stood aside deliberately for the crowd to thin out. Her eyes finally met mine as our fingers brushed each other while handing over the tea for the briefest of a second.

Later during closing time, I helped her as usual. We didn’t talk about that night; there was silence between us, but it wasn’t awkward. Rather, it was heavy, alive, like we both knew but weren’t ready to say out loud.

On the way back, she seemed quieter than usual. Not tense, just thoughtful.

Finally, she said.

Seema: You really didn’t come yesterday.

Me: You told me not to.

Seema: You listened.

Me: Wouldn’t have meant anything if I hadn’t.

She gave a faint laugh.

Seema: You’re quite stubborn in strange ways.

I smiled.

Me: Maybe. But I’ll only push when I know you want me to.

That made her go silent again. She turned to the window, looking out, trying to hide her smile.

When we got to the entrance, she just sat there with her bag on her lap, without immediately trying to get up and open the door.

Seema: Ayaan, I thought about it. About us, Ayaan and I have to say. I thought about us a lot.

(she said softly)

My chest tightened.

Me: And?

She hesitated, then sighed.

Seema: This is really tough for me. I do not know if I can handle it. When you kissed me, I did not feel like it was wrong. I felt alive. I have not felt that way in years. That feeling is what I get when I think about you and me and that kiss.

Her voice was emotional.

I reached over, putting my hand on top of hers. I wanted to comfort her, to make her feel calm and safe. I wanted her to know that I was there for her.

Me: I don’t want to hurt you. I want to make you feel alive again.

She looked at me with shimmering eyes. For some time, she did not say anything. Then she finally whispered.

Seema: Not here. Too many eyes. But maybe… another time.

Two nights later, as we were about to reach the entrance of the colony, she said to me quietly.

Seema: Don’t drop me at the gate today. Come inside.

My pulse kicked up.

Me: Are you sure?

She nodded without looking at me.

Seema: Yes. But no rushing. Just…tea. Talking.

I didn’t argue. The streets were weirdly quiet. There was not a single soul around. But I could hear something away, it was a faint voice making announcements, that was hanging in the air. Curious, I asked her about all this.

Seema: There is a colony function. Everyone must have gone there. It is the sound of announcements.

I couldn’t help but party in my mind. Saying to myself in my mind, “Well, what a perfect time to show up.”

At her house, the routine repeated— with two cups of tea and both of us sitting across from one another. But this time, it was different. She was not running away; she was not restraining herself like before.

Seema: I don’t know how far I can go. But if you promise me one thing and one thing only, maybe I can stop fighting this.

Me: What promise?

Seema: That you’ll respect me, even if we stop. Even if one day I can’t continue.

I nodded immediately.

Me: I promise.

Her shoulders relaxed. She leaned back, looking at me for a brief moment. And then, in a whisper almost too soft to hear, said.

Seema: Come here.

When she said, “Come here,” I almost froze for a moment, making sure I had heard her right. But her eyes were steady, waiting.

I got up slowly from the chair and went and sat on the chair near her. She adjusted her chair slightly, making space beside her. For a moment, we just sat there close without touching each other.

I gently placed my hand over hers that was resting on the table. She did not move her hand away. Instead, she turned her palm upward, lacing her fingers slowly with mine.

The quietness still there was not empty. It was full of many things, and both of us were aware of what was happening.

Finally, I said softly.

Me: Are you sure?

Her lips curved into a faint smile.

Seema: No. But I want to be.

That was all I needed. I leaned in, slow enough for her to refuse, but she didn’t. Our lips met once again, but softer, longer and juicier this time. Not the rush like earlier, but something deeper, more certain, calmer and enjoyable.

Her hand came up to my cheek, holding me there. The kiss was deeper, but not desperate; it was warm and gentle as she wanted to feel every moment of it.

At last, we separated. She leaned her forehead against mine.

She whispered.

Seema: I haven’t let anyone this close in years.

I brushed my thumb over her hand.

Me: Then let me be the one who doesn’t hurt you.

Her eyes got all teary. She did not cry. She took a breath and let it out slowly, then leaned against my shoulder.  For quite some time, we just sat there—her head resting over my shoulder, with my left arm wrapped around her shoulder.

Minutes later, she lifted her head slightly, turning her face to face me. Then came another kiss – longer and more certain than ever before. Her saree rubbed against my chest as she leaned over, and I felt her body soothing into mine.

I didn’t rush. My hand moved to her back. I held her gently. She kissed me harder this time. Her fingers gripped my shirt. She pulled me in. The world outside faded. It was just us, finally giving in to what we both had been holding back.

She broke the kiss, breathless, and said.

Seema: Come with me.

Her voice was breathy, but it carried everything. She held my hand and led me to her bedroom.
There was nervousness in her steps, but no doubt. I followed her silently.

Inside the bedroom, she turned to face me, her hands shaking slightly as she touched my face.

Seema: Promise me again that you’ll respect me even after this.

I held her hands firmly.

Me: I promise. Always.

We locked eyes again. She leaned in, and we kissed, which felt deeper with every breath. I held my right hand on her thick waist while my other hand was holding her face while kissing.

Our mouths moved in rhythm, tongues entwining, tasting, teasing. Until we melted entirely into each other, making breath and desire indistinguishable.

This moment stretched on. It was slow and unhurried. Every heartbeat felt heavy with desire that I struggled to contain.

When our lips parted, I went down to her neck. Softly kissing her and licking her with licks. She started shivering with pleasure as her fingers intertwined with my hair. I did not stop there; my tongue followed a slow line of teasing on the nape of her neck, causing her breath to come quicker.

She pushed me a little, and there was a little distance between us–just enough to have allowed the air to flow in between all the heat. Slowly, she unpinned her yellow pallu and let it slip down from her shoulder onto the floor. She suddenly intervened as I was about to unbutton my shirt.

Seema: Don’t (she murmured). I’ll do it.

She moved in closer, her sweaty scent wrapped around me as her fingers traced down my chest— undoing one button after another.

But when her fingers reached the middle, her gaze started lingering. Her hand paused, over my abs, exploring the lines of my body with a teasing touch. With a slight smile, she said almost to herself, “Kadak hai.” (It’s hard.)

I was extremely jacked at that time. She paused with a small smile on her face as I whispered.

Me: Just like you.

That smile lingered as her fingers unbuttoned every single button, one by one. She slowly moved the shirt down my arms. I then took it and threw it on a table nearby.

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Hello friends, my name is Aash, and as you know, I’m bisexual, and my roommate is also a sissy crossdresser. So, without wasting any more time, let’s get started.

Sultana: Get up, Aash, it’s morning. You need to go to college.

Aash: Hey, Sultana, let me sleep. I was really tired yesterday.

Sultana looks at my face and smiles.

Sultana: Okay, I’m not tired. What? I’m falling asleep too. But we both have to go to college. We need to get our ID cards. And it’s not good to be late on the first day. So, get up.

By the way, I used to wake up. No, but Sultana’s voice woke me up because her habits were so delicate that I couldn’t do anything. Then we freshened up and went to college.

On a normal day in college, Sultana would tell me that she had to do some shopping for dinner, and she would come later. She asked me to go to our PG. So, I ran home from college and waited for Sultana.

Sultana came home tired and had to sweat a lot because she had searched the entire market for vegetables. She was like a real girl, bargaining and buying things. She handed me all the bags she had sitting there.

I said, “Let me chop the vegetables.” I’ll wash them and go take a shower. I washed the vegetables and started chopping them, and started cutting tomatoes and potatoes.

About 15 minutes later, Sultana came in with a towel. She had lathered the towel like a girl. And here’s another thing. Sultana used soap, face wash, and hair wash like girls, so her skin was smooth and her face glowed.

Sultana: Thanks for chopping the vegetables. I’ll quickly make the rice and dal, then you can sit down.

Me: Why, I’ll stand here and help you. You’ll feel better too.

Sultana: Okay, I’m going to wash my clothes. How did you get dressed? Wait.

He went into the room to put on his clothes. I started looking at his shaking ass from behind. I was just so into it. That’s why he used to hang out and chat with girls like Aadoo and seduce me.

Sultana: Come on, I’m done getting dressed. Now let’s get ready.

He was wearing tight shorts and a pink T-shirt, which looked cute on him.

Then he started cooking. From stirring the lentils to tempering and adding the spices, I just stood there watching and wondering how he could do so much.

Yes. And looking at my face, Sultana said, “I’m cooking greasy food, so I know all this.” And saying this, she started cooking.

Then Sultana asked me to pass the salt, and I moved forward to take the salt. Just then, my dick touched her soft ass, and I felt its softness, and an idea came to my mind.

Then I gave Sultana the salt and stood behind her. While she was cooking, I slowly pulled down her shorts and saw that she wasn’t wearing anything. Her entire ass was in front of me.

This made Sultana a little angry. She smiled and said, “First, eat your food, then all these things happen to you boys, you don’t have much of a mind. Get out of my mind, let me cook dinner.” Saying this, she pulled up her shorts.

When she said this to me, I don’t know why, but I started seeing a real girl in her, who wanted the love and respect that every girl wants. And I, too, quietly left without doing anything.

Sultana: But after what we did yesterday, you named me Sultana. I started feeling good. It felt like I had someone of my own. I found this unknown place.

She was eating like this. I don’t know what happened. I hugged her from behind, and we remained glued to each other for some time. We broke the hug, and she started cooking. I also started watching a movie for some time. After that, when the food was ready, we ate together.

I lay down on the bed, and she said that I would wash the dishes and come back, I have a surprise for you. I was thinking what would happen now. At that time, I got a call from my friend, so I went out of the house to talk to her. After talking for half an hour, when I came, I was shocked.

Because Sultana, I hadn’t imagined what she did. She was wearing a cute bra and panties, light makeup, a little red lipstick, and a pink wig with long hair. It made her look beautiful.

Seeing her like this made me feel terrible. I wanted to kiss her right away, but I controlled myself and went closer to her. She came near me, looking at my legs, and started hugging me.

Sultana: How did you like this surprise? Ash, I found you beautiful.

Me: You look so beautiful that every girl looks so beautiful in front of you. Sultana, you are a beauty of your name. She’s beautiful now. I want you to make me yours.

Sultana: Who told you to make me yours? I’m yours, Sultana.

I put my hand on her waist and pulled her closer, looking into her eyes, and she looked into mine. We both started kissing, looking at each other. Her lips met mine. I started going crazy, but I was so lost. I controlled myself because I wanted to make real love to her.

I slowly started moving my hand on her back, and she also started hugging me. I placed my hands on her back and took her ass. I caught them and started pressing them. She started moving her hair towards me. As she did, we both sat on the couch. I made Sultana sit on my lap.

While kissing her, I stuck her panties in the crack of her butt and then did a light spanking, due to which she woke up. Then we broke the kiss. Taking Sultana in my arms, I started kissing her neck and ears, first her ears, then from there I started licking her neck.

Then I started taking my tongue to her shoulder. I lightly bit her shoulder. Then she also started biting me on the neck. I moved her pants, which I had stuck in the crack of her ass, to the side. I pressed her ass and pulled it on both sides.

Then I started putting my middle finger in her ass hole. Initially, it was tight, and hence it was not going in much. So, I took out that finger and asked Sultana to lick my finger. She did it without thinking and did it so well. The entire finger was lubricated with Sultana’s saliva.

I inserted that finger in Sultana’s ass hole and started fingering her ass. As soon as the finger went in, I felt the warmth of her ass, and I kept putting my finger in her ass. Sultana also enjoyed feeling my finger in her ass. She was…

Then, while I was fingering her, I felt something in Sultana’s panties. When I looked, Sultana’s small dick was about to come out of her panties. And seeing this, I laughed while looking at Sultana. She too became embarrassed and lowered her head, and started blushing.

Then I took out my finger from Sultana’s ass and caught her dick from her pussy with my two fingers. Sultana was now feeling shy looking at me and was smiling. I asked her to kiss me, and we started kissing. I started shaking Sultana’s dick.

Then, when Sultana’s and my saliva mixed well, I asked Sultana to spit all the saliva from her mouth on her dick, and she did the same. I started shaking her dick, and she started moaning, and after some time, she cum. All the cum fell on her stomach and my clothes, and she hugged me.

She was sitting down, then I picked her up from my lap and started taking off my clothes. Seeing me taking off my clothes, Sultana started licking her dick. She gave a naughty smile. I started licking the cum from her dick and stomach with my fingers.

Then, when I pulled down my shorts and underwear, my black 5-inch dick came out. It was erect and hot. Sultana started blushing after seeing it and sat down with her face down. Then I picked Sultana up in my hand. While lifting her, I placed my dick on her lips and started rubbing it.

She, too, without any issue, started feeling my dick on her lips. Suddenly, while looking at me, she started kissing and biting my dick. When Sultana opened her mouth a little, I put my dick in her mouth and started fucking her throat.

This was difficult for Sultana, and she accidentally vomited my dick. Sultana’s entire makeup was ruined by sweat. Her lipstick, along with her juices, got smeared on her cheeks, and tears welled up in her eyes. But she still tried to swallow the cum from my dick.

Then I picked Sultana up, took her in my arms, and carried her to the bedroom. I lay her down on the bed and lay down next to her. Sultana was still in shock and just stood there. I looked at her, and then I said to her.

Me: What happened, Sultana? Are you angry?

Sultana: No, I mean, this was my first time taking someone’s dick in my mouth. I’m a little shocked and nervous because of this, and my makeup is all ruined.

Me: What happened, Sultana? You look very beautiful even like this.

Sultana: Really?

She was licking like this. I kissed her and started kissing her, putting my tongue in her mouth, feeling my cum and her saliva. She also started to reciprocate with me. After about 10 minutes, we broke the kiss. I got up from the bed and started to look at her asshole by putting her legs up, and it was absolutely pink.

I could not control myself, and I started to lick it. Sultana shivered and started to moan, and I too started to lick the pussy by putting my tongue in and out of Sultana’s ass. Sultana had just cleaned her ass. This licking continued for about 10 minutes.

Sultana’s little dick pulled out, and we just lay on the bed, hugging each other, and fell asleep.

Sultana is no longer with me. She moved a few days ago. But you can comment and tell me how you liked my story. Bye.

Ab aage…

Main dono ka lund haathon mein lekar hilane lagi.

Kundan: Aise ye thori khada hoga. Tum apne kapde kholo, Yogita, aur apne boobs dikhao.

Pulkit: Haan, Yogita. Kundan theek bol raha hai. Ab tum nangi ho jao ya phir hum dono karenge tumhe nangi.

Pulkit ne meri pant kholna shuru ki aur Kundan ne top upar karke bra ko kholte hi boobs ko daba diya. Kundan ka haath itna mazboot tha ki usne boobs itni zor se dabaye ki main dard se chilla uthi.

Pulkit: Aahh! Kya baat hai, Yogita? Tumhari chut paani chor rahi hai. Lagta hai aaj tumhe bhi maan hai dono ka lund lene ka.

[Mann hi mann sochi]

Kundan mere paas aaya aur mere honth chusne laga aur neeche Pulkit meri chut mein muh laga kar chusne laga. Sach mein mujhe maza aa raha tha, par Kundan boobs noch raha tha aur mujhe bahut dard ho raha tha.

Kundan ne mujhe utha kar bed par leta diya aur phir se boobs chusne laga. Pulkit chut chuste hue mere pair ke tawde aur ungliyon ko apne muh mein lekar chuse ja raha tha. Kundan phir mere dono haathon ko upar karke mere underarms chatne laga aur Pulkit ne mere pair faila kar apna lund chut mein daal diya.

Main: Aahhh! Mar gayi! Pehle batana to chahiye tha na andar daalne se! Aahhh! Ohhhh! Aaaaahhh!

Pulkit apni tez raftar se mujhe chodne laga aur Kundan ne mere upar aa kar apna lund mere muh mein daal diya.

[Mann hi mann sochi]

Ye Kundan ka lund to mere muh mein bhi nahi ja raha hai, aur ye chut mein kaise jayega?

Kundan: Chuso mere lund ko, Yogita. Achi se.

Main: “Slurpppp… slurp… slurpppp…” ki awaaz ke saath main Kundan ka lund chusne lagi. Wahi “thap-thap” ki awaaz ke saath meri chut ki chudai karne laga Pulkit.

Pulkit: Aahh! Main jhadne wala hu. Tumhari chut mein hi daal raha hu main to.

Kundan: Ab meri bari hai, bhai, Yogita ki chut chodne ki. Kab se kasi hui chut aur shadishuda chut dhund raha tha. Aaj mili hai, ja kar. Ab acchi se lunga main.

Main: Ab to aur bada ho gaya hai ye lund. Kaise jayega meri chut mein ye? Kundan, aaram se daalna. Bahut bada hai ye.

Kundan ne lund chut mein daalne se pehle lund ko chut mein ragda aur phir achanak se ek zor ka dhakka laga diya.

Main: Aahh! Maa! Mar gayi! Nikalo isko bahar! Aahh! Mar gayi main! Please, main nahi le paungi isko! Aahhh! Bahut dard ho raha hai! Aahhhh! Mar gayi main! Aahhh! Fat gayi meri chut!

Kundan: Theek hai, main ruk jata hu. Tumhe aram milega ab.

Pulkit mere muh ke paas aaya aur apna lund dono boobs ke beech rakhkar ghisne laga. Maine apne boobs ka dabao lund par bana kar daba diya aur Pulkit boobs chodne laga. Kundan bhi dheere-dheere chut chodne laga. 5 minutes ke andar hi Kundan ka pura lund meri chut ke andar tha, par mujhe dard hone laga aur aankhon se aansu aane lage the.

Kundan apni raftar badhate hue mujhe ab acchi se chodne laga aur main bhi dheere-dheere chudai ka maza lene lagi. Par mere pet mein dard hone laga tha. Kundan chodte hue mera pair upar ki aur mere chehre ke paas mod diya. Pulkit Kundan ke piche aa kar meri gaand ki ched par muh laga kar chatne laga.

Main: Aaahh! Aaahhhh! Ufffff! Kundan! Aaaahhhh! Ye gaand par kya kar rahe ho, Pulkit? Aaahhh!

Pulkit: Bahut maan hai, yaar, tumhari gaand chatne ka. Ab chat lene do acchi se.

Phir wo apni jeebh bahar nikal kar acchi se gaand chatne laga aur ek dam se lund gaand ki ched par set karke dhakka laga diya. Lund ki aage ki topi hi ghusi thi gaand mein ki meri saanse ruk gayi, aankhein bahar aane ko ho gayi, saath hi main rone lagi dard se. Par koi parwah nahi thi dono ko.

Ek dhakka chut mein lagata to dusra dhakka gaand mein lagta. Gaand aur chut dono ke andar lund tha aur main to behosh hi hone wali ho chuki thi. Dono apni puri tezi se mujhe ragad kar chodne mein lage rahe.

[Mann hi mann sochi]

Kahan phas gayi hoon ye dono ke beech? Aur ab shayad jo maine husband ko dhokha diya, uska hi natija hai.

15 minutes ke baad Pulkit gaand mein jhad gaya, par Kundan ab bhi chodne mein laga hua tha. Aur ek dam se woh chut se lund hata kar gaand mein daal diya. Meri phir fat gayi.

Maine mushkil se hi lund chut mein liya tha aur ab phir se mota lund gaand mein daal diya tha. Kundan ne mujhe apni godi mein utha liya, kisi bacchi ke jaise, aur khade ho kar mujhe chodne laga.

Pulkit: Oh! Meri biwi, Yogita… tum kabhi nahi bhulogi ye chudai. Aur aaj ke baad kahi aur maza bhi nahi aayega tumhe chudai ka.

Main: Main kahi aur kyun jau jab itna achha lund mere paas hai? Aahhh! Aaahhhh! Aahhhh! Aaj to tum dono ne mujhe hila kar hi rakh diya! Aahhh! Aahhhh!

Kundan: Mast maal ho tum, Yogita. Tumhara slim figure mujhe bahut achha laga. Aahh! Kitni kasi hui ho tum! Aahhh! Maza hi aa gaya! Aahhh! Yogita, main jhadne wala hu.

Main: Gaand par hi nikal do apna virya.

Kundan ne dher saara virya gaand par daal kar bistar par let gaya aur teeno ek dusre ko sahlane lage. Jaldi hi Pulkit phir se tayar ho gaya aur ek baar usne mujhe choda aur phir apne ghar chala gaya.

Din mein main sirf aaram karti rahi. Mera badan tut-ta raha, pura din theek se chal bhi nahi pa rahi thi main, aur garam paani se baar-baar apni gaand aur chut ki sehkar rahi thi.

Pulkit ka phone aaya Diksha ke baare mein poochne ke liye to maine kaha ki, “Woh kuch soch rahi hai.”

Agle din, jo Sunday tha, to Diksha ke saath bahar jaane ki planning mein tha Pulkit. Maine phone call cut kar ke phir Diksha se baat ki Pulkit ke baare mein aur Diksha ne kaha ki woh bhi ek baar milna chahati hai Pulkit se.

Maine Diksha se next din Sunday ko milne bola aur ye baat phir Pulkit ko phone karke batayi ki, “Diksha kal milne ke li tayar hai.”

Pulkit ka lund ek dam se kadak ho gaya aur bola, “Yogita, sach mein bahut pyar karunga Diksha ko main.”

Phir raat ko wapas Pulkit mujhe khoob acchi se chod deta. Idhar meri chut aur gaand puri tarah se khul chuki thi.

Sunday wo din aa gaya jis din Diksha se Pulkit milna tha. Aur hua aisa ki main aur Pulkit pehle hi plan kar chuke the ki ghumne jayenge aur waha Diksha ko lekar hotel ke room mein jayenge. Aur waisa hi hua.

Pulkit aur Diksha dono hotel chale gaye. Hotel mein achha khana khaya aur phir upar ke ek room mein, jo Pulkit pehle hi book kar chuka tha, usme le kar Diksha ko le gaya.

Pulkit: To Diksha, bahar acchi se baat nahi ho pati… isliye maine tumhe yaha room mein le aaya hu.

Diksha: Haan, achha hi kiya. Mujhe bhi shanti pasand hai aur aapse ab acchi se baat bhi ho jayegi.

Diksha ne ek mehroon rang ka one-piece pehna tha jo ghutnon ke upar tak aata tha. Diksha ne ek cup bra pehni hui thi jo uske boobs thode zyada bade lagte. Aise to mujhse bade the boobs, par aaj to cup bra ke kaaran aur bhi bade lag rahe the.

Pulkit: Dekho Diksha, main tumhein bahut zyada pasand karta hoon aur tumse shaadi karna chahta hoon. Ab tumhare upar hai tum kya chahti ho.

Diksha: [Mann hi mann sochi] Ye to pehle hi pagal hai mere upar. Isko kya hi main apne jism se aur pagal karu? Aur phir boli, “Haan, didi bhati rahi thi aur aaise aap mujhe bhi pasand ho.”

Pulkit ne Diksha ke haathon ko apne haathon mein liya aur Diksha bhi kam nahi thi. Usne Pulkit ke bahon mein apna sar rakh diya. Kuch der baat hui aur phir dono room se bahar jaane lage, kyunki dono mein se kisi ki bhi himmat nahi hui ki kuch aisa waisa kare. Par jaise hi room ka darwaza kholne lagi, Pulkit ne himmat karte hue Diksha ka haath ek baar phir pakad liya aur apni aur usko khinch kar bahon mein bhar liya.

Diksha pehli baar kisi mard ke bahon mein thi aur useh ye ehsaas achha laga. Diksha aur Pulkit dono ka haath ek dusre ki pith par tha aur phir ek dusre ki aankhon mein dekhte hi dono ke honth ek dusre se mil gaye. Dono ne 2 minutes tak ek dusre ke honth chuse aur phir ek dam se Diksha bahar jaane lagi. Par Pulkit ne Diksha ko pakad kar bed par gira diya aur khud uske upar aa kar usey kiss karne laga.

Diksha: Aap ye kya kar rahe ho? Ye sab shaadi ke baad karenge.

Pulkit: Haan, Diksha… shaadi ke baad to karna hi hai… par abhi tumhe thoda sa pyar karna chahta hoon aur tum mujhe nahi rokogi.

Pulkit Diksha ke gaal ko kiss karta to kabhi kaam ko chusta aur usmein jeebh daal kar gol-gol ghuma deta. Diksha bhi garam ho rahi thi. Usey bhi ye sab achha lag raha tha, par woh ye sab kiss tak hi karna chahti thi.

Diksha: Ab ho gaya na… ab jane do.

Pulkit: Please Diksha… thoda aur.

Phir Pulkit Diksha ki gardan chatne laga aur uske haath ko upar karke underarms par naak laga kar soonghne laga.

Pulkit: Diksha, tum bahut khubsurat ho aur sexy bhi ho. Main kitna lucky hoon jo tum meri biwi banogi. Ye bol kar underarms chatne laga.

Diksha: [Mann hi mann sochi] Oh God… ye kitna ganda hai… mere underarms ko chat raha hai. Par sach mein, aisa hi to hona chahiye… jab ye meri chut aur gaand bhi chatega to kitna maza aayega.

Pulkit Diksha ki haath ki ek-ek ungli ko chus raha tha aur phir se lip-kiss karne laga. Diksha apni aankhein bandh karke apni jeebh Pulkit ke muh mein daal kar uske honth chusne lagi.

Pulkit: Diksha, please mujhe ye boobs dikhao na. Tumhare bahut maan hai.

Diksha: Nahi… shaadi ke baad sab kuch dekh lena.

Pulkit: Achha, theek hai. Par pyar ki nishani apni bra hi de do mujhe… main usko soongh kar hi maan lunga.

Diksha: [Mann hi mann sochi] Bra dene mein kya jaata hai? De hi deti hoon… akhir shaadi to mujhe karni hi hai. “Achha theek hai… par apna chehra udhar kar… main bra de rahi hoon… aur kuch nahi par.”

Diksha apni bra ko khol kar Pulkit ko de deti hai aur Pulkit bra ko Diksha ke saamne hi soongh kar chat leta hai aur phir bra ko apne underwear ke andar lund par laga deta hai.

Diksha: Ye kya kiya aapne? Meri bra ko underwear ke andar kyun daali hai?

Pulkit: Jaan… wo ab tumhein kya bataun? Kya mast mahak aa rahi thi bra se. Mera lund khada ho gaya hai.

Diksha: Achha, koi baat nahi. Ab ho gaya to humein chalna chahiye.

Pulkit: Diksha, kya itna hi pyar hai apne hone wale husband se ki usko apne boobs bhi na dikhao? Sirf boobs ka sugandh hi mehsoos karwayi ho bra se?

Diksha: [Mann hi mann sochi] Mann to mera bhi hai, par ab kya karun? “Achha theek hai… bas dekhna hai na to dekh lo.” Aur ye bol kar shorts ka upar ka hook khol kar boobs bahar kar deti hai. Bra to pehle hi khol chuki thi.

Pulkit: [Mann hi mann boobs dekh kar socha] Bilkul apni behan Yogita jaisi hai iske boobs… bas thode bade hain. Wohi gol-gol aur 1-inch ke nipple. “Ab dono boobs ko ek saath dabao, Diksha. Dekho, kitne sundar hai boobs meri biwi ke. Wow, isko to roz main chusunga.”

Diksha: Haan… aapke hain aapko hi chusna hai inhein.

Jaise hi Pulkit ne Diksha ke muh se ye suna ki “aapke hain aapko hi chusna hai,” woh ek dam se ek boobs ko pakad kar dusre boobs ko apne muh mein le liya.

Diksha: Aapne bola tha aap aisa nahi karoge aur aapne galat kiya mere saath.

Pulkit: Maine kuch galat nahi kiya. Abhi to tumne kaha ki aapke hi hain, aapko hi chusna hai, to maine chus liya.

Pulkit phir se boobs chusne laga aur Diksha ne ab mana bhi nahi kiya aur khud apni boobs chuswane ka maza lene lagi. Pulkit ek boobs ko dabata aur ek ko chusta, aur phir badal kar dusre ko chusta.

Pulkit ne Diksha ko leta diya aur khud uske upar aa gaya. Aur aisa kiya ki uska lund ka pressure sidhe chut mein lage aur dheere-dheere kapde ke upar se chut mein lund ragadne laga. Aur Diksha ke boobs chusta gaya.

Diksha: [Mann hi mann sochi] Pulkit boobs bhi chus raha hai aur lund se chut ko ragad kar usey gila kar raha hai. Kahi woh jhad na jaye… par ye bol bhi nahi pa rahi thi Pulkit se.

Pulkit: “Thanks Diksha, itna kuch karne ke liye. Main ab tumhara gulam ban kar rahunga, Diksha.” Aur phir apne pant ke andar se bra bahar nikal kar apni pant kholi aur underwear bhi neeche sarka diya.

Diksha: Aap ab ye kya kar rahe ho?

Pulkit: Tumne mujhe bahut garam kar diya aur ab main lund hila kar free hona chahta hoon.

Diksha ko ye sun kar bura laga aur woh boli, “Aao Pulkit ji, main aapko aaise haath se hilane nahi de sakti. Ek biwi ka farz hota hai… wo main karti hoon.”

Diksha apne haathon se lund hilane lagi.

Pulkit: “Aahh! Kitni acchi ho tum sach mein, Diksha. Tumhara ye mulayam haath mere lund par kamal kar raha hai.” Phir mann mein socha ki, ‘Diksha ko jaise bhi kar ke chodna hai, agar woh jhad gayi to chudai karne nahi milegi,’ isliye control karta raha.

10 minutes ho chuke the, Pulkit ne jhadna nahi kiya.

Diksha: Aur kitni der lagegi aapko jhadne mein?

Pulkit: Diksha, wo mujhe aise feeling nahi aa rahi hai. Tum apne thook laga kar hilao.

Phir Diksha thoda thook lund par gira kar hilane lagi, par phir bhi woh jhad nahi gaya.

Pulkit: Diksha, ab mujhe lund chusne padega warna jhad nahi payega.

Diksha: Nahi, ye to galat baat hai. Main aisi cheez nahi kar sakti.

Pulkit: Please Diksha… tumhe pata nahi kitna maza aayega. Tumhare honthon se lund chusne ka maza hi kuch aur hai. Aur dekh lo, main tumhare liye itna wait kar raha hoon… tum bhi to thoda sa mere liye kar sakti ho.

Diksha: [Mann hi mann sochi] Iska lund to dekh kar hi maza aa raha hai, par muh mein lena thoda dar lag raha hai. Par phir bhi, shaadi to karni hai isse, to karna to padega hi. “Theek hai, par bas thoda sa.”

Pulkit: Bas thoda sa nahi, poori tarah se chusiye.

Diksha ne apni aankhein bandh karke dheere se lund ko apne muh mein liya aur chusne lagi. Pulkit ne uske sir ko pakra aur apni taraf khincha. Diksha ab bhi thodi dar rahi thi, par dheere-dheere usse bhi maza aane laga.

Pulkit: Aahh! Diksha, tum to expert ho! Chuso aur tez!

Diksha ab puri josh mein aa gayi thi aur wo lund ko poora muh mein le kar chusne lagi. Pulkit ne uske baalon ko pakda aur apni raftar badha di.

Pulkit: Ab main jhadne wala hoon. Kahan nikalu?

Diksha: Bahar hi nikal do na.

Pulkit: Nahi, main tumhare muh mein hi nikalna chahta hoon.

Diksha: Nahi, ye to nahi ho sakta.

Pulkit: Please Diksha… bas ek baar.

Diksha ne socha ki shaadi to karni hai isse, to mana karne se fayda nahi. Wo chup chap reh gayi aur Pulkit ne uske muh mein hi jhad diya. Diksha ne thoda sa virya peeya aur baaki bahar phenk diya.

Pulkit: Thank you Diksha. Tum bahut acchi ho.

Diksha: Ab main jaati hoon.

Pulkit: Ruko… abhi to main tumhe chodna chahta hoon.

Diksha: Nahi, abhi nahi. Shaadi ke baad.

Pulkit: Diksha, please. Main tumhare bina reh nahi paunga. Bas ek baar.

Diksha: [Mann hi mann sochi] Iska lund to bahut accha hai. Ek baar try to kar sakti hoon. “Theek hai, par aaram se.”

Pulkit ne Diksha ko bed par leta diya aur uske upar aa gaya. Usne dheere se lund ko chut par rakha aur dhakka diya. Diksha ki cheekh nikal gayi.

Diksha: Aahh! Dard ho raha hai!

Pulkit: Aaram se, Diksha. Abhi dard to hoga… baad mein maza aayega.

Pulkit dheere-dheere apni raftar badhane laga. Diksha ab dard bhool kar maza lene lagi.

Diksha: Aahh! Tez karo!

Pulkit: Aahh! Diksha, tum to kamal ho!

Dono ab puri josh mein chudai kar rahe the. 15 minutes ke baad dono hi jhad gaye.

Pulkit: Diksha, tumne to aaj mujhe jannat dikha di.

Diksha: Aap bhi bahut acche ho.

Dono ne kuch der aise hi leta raha aur phir kapde pehan kar room se chal diye.

Agle din Diksha ne Pulkit ko phone karke kaha ki useh kal raat bahut maza aaya aur wo useh phir se milna chahti hai. Pulkit khush ho gaya aur useh milne ka plan banane laga.

To be continued…