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Hello friends. I’m Venkatesan. I’m 19 years old from Coimbatore. I have a dusky skin tone and slim body type. I’m here to share with you my fourth intercourse with my hot fuck-buddy step-mother, Diana.

She is an uber hot woman with milky white skin tone, brown hair, plumy cylindrical arms with a 34C bust and no visible belly fat. In my previous story, I shared about our steamy shower together and sex on the toilet commode.

Post the sex, Diana walked out of the bathroom fully wet. I slowly got up from the toilet seat and followed her out of the bathroom. Diana took a towel from the cupboard in her bedroom and was wiping her wet, glowing body dry.

As I stepped out of the bathroom, she raised her eyebrows with a smile, asking, “What?” I was speechless seeing the most beautiful woman in my life. With a broad smile, she called me closer. As I got closer, she started wiping my body as well with the same towel.

I could not control my emotions. I hugged her tight and kissed her cheeks. As I came forward and tried kissing her lips, Diana stopped me by holding my neck and asked with a stare on her face, “What?” I looked at her for a couple of seconds and said, “What else? I want to kiss my beautiful mommy.”

Diana chuckled and said, “I know you still have a lot of heat inside you. But not now.” I stared at her with my eyes half closed. In a sarcastic tone, Diana gently whispered, “Learn the art of calming down your boiling teenage blood. That will actually help both of us if you feel lust when your father is around.”

Saying that, she smiled at me, knowing very well that I’m getting desperate to throw her back on the bed. We gazed at each other for a few seconds, with Diana smiling at me and me staring at her. She then quickly changed her expression and, with a blank face, said, “I’m hungry.”

I quickly rebutted her, saying, “I’m also hungry for Diana.” She laughed out loud and pushed me back, placing her palms on my chest. I fell on the bed, got up and sat on the bed. Diana turned around towards the cupboard and started looking for a dress. She told me, “Go and get dressed up.”

I asked her, “Seriously? You want to dress up?” She turned around and said, “You can strip me whenever we hit the bed next. But now I’m seriously hungry. I’ll prepare something to eat. Now go get dressed up.” Saying that, she again turned towards the cupboard and started looking for a dress.

As I was about to get up from the bed, I noticed a tiny black mole on her right butt. Knowing that she would get angry if I tried to get intimate with her. I quickly kissed the mole on her buttocks and ran away from her room. I heard a hissing sound when I kissed her buttocks, but she did not react after that.

I went up to my room and wore a white t-shirt and navy-blue half trousers. As I came down, I saw Diana in her short-sleeved green t-shirt and light cream coloured palazzo. Her shirt sleeves were so short that they ended just an inch after her shoulder joint.

Her t-shirt had 4 toggle buttons. Diana had put on the bottom 2 buttons and left the top 2 buttons open. Seeing me come down the stairs, she asked, “It’s already 12:45 pm. Should I cook, or will we order online?” I said, “I have lots of work for you. So, save your energy and let’s order online.”

She gave a stare at me from top to bottom by slowly starting to smile. She turned around with a narrow, smiling stare on her face. But then quickly turned back towards me. Diana looked at me and asked with some hesitation, “Do you drink?” By that time, I had already stepped down the stairs.

I walked towards her and said, “I haven’t till date. But when I have such a gorgeous company, then why not?” Diana gave a tight-lipped smile and asked, “Can’t take your thoughts off sex, is it?”

I replied, “Not my fault. It’s all because of you. Why are you so beautiful? What, we’ve fucked thrice since yesterday? Every time I ejaculated, I felt bad and wanted more sex.” Diana’s eyes enlarged with a smile. I continued saying, “In fact, I want to be inside you 24×7.”

Diana grabbed my t-shirt over my chest. She pulled me close to her and, by grabbing my dick over my trousers, whispered, “For that, you need to hold back your cum in your balls for a longer duration and not ejaculate quickly as you did just now in the bathroom.”

I whispered back to her sarcastically again, “Precisely my point, baby. Your beauty is robbing me of my cream so fast. Not my fault.”

Raising her eyebrows, she gazed closely at my lips and asked, “But you did very well in bed yesterday and also this morning at the dining table. Was I not beautiful during these 2 encounters?” I had no counter for that.

Staring closely at my lips, Diana continued with a narrow smile on her face by saying, “Don’t you dare give such excuses in future. I expect you to make me happy for a longer period. Do you understand?”

On one side, I felt she was not happy with the intercourse in the bathroom. But the smile on her face was confusing me. She was still not disappointed with me. Not knowing what to say, I jammed my lips and started kissing her hard. Diana resisted by trying to push me back. But I did not stop.

I rolled my arms around her bust and fought my way to open up her mouth by penetrating my tongue into her mouth. Diana kept hitting her fist on my shoulders and chest. But then slowly gave in as I dug my tongue into her mouth by slowly rolling her arms around my neck.

I pushed her back as we smooched hard. Instead of stepping back, Diana bent her body backwards. We slowly went down, kissing, with my body bent over her body. At one point, she slid her feet on the floor, and we gradually went down flat on the floor.

Diana was lying down on the floor, and I lay over her as we continued smooching for a while. Lying over her, I rubbed my yet again hardened dick between her legs over her palazzo pants. Kissing me deep, Diana kept moaning. I rubbed my dick just under her lower abdomen and between her legs.

After some intense smooching on the floor, we paused to take our breath back. I lay over her and kissed her cheeks as we breathed heavily. Taking her breath back, Diana pushed me aside from her. I rolled over and lay down on the floor beside her.

Turning her head towards me, Diana gave a staring smile and whispered, “Rascal” with a heavy breath. I rolled closer to her. With my right chest pressing on her right boobs, I placed my palm on her belly over her t-shirt and slowly rubbed my fingers downwards.

Digging my fingers between her legs over her palazzo, I whispered to her, “Want to see your son’s ability to give you long-lasting pleasure?” Diana quickly tightened her legs and crushed my fingers between her legs. As I tried kissing her again, she closed her mouth.

Grabbing my t-shirt, she said with a heavy breath, “Not until you feed me. I already told you that I’m hungry.” I sarcastically replied to her, “That is exactly what I’m saying, baby. I’m only asking your permission to feed your pussy deep, long and hard.”

Taking her fingers from her mouth, Diana slapped her palms on her forehead. With a broad smile, she said, “I’m talking about feeding my stomach. Not my pussy.” I again replied to her sarcastically by saying, “That’s precisely my intention, babe. To feed your belly by first feeding your pussy.”

Diana laughed out loud and pushed me aside. I rolled back a foot away from her to her right. She lay down with her arms spread wide, exposing her wet underarms. I was so excited to see the big, round, wet patch on her underarms over her t-shirt.

I rubbed it and said, “You tempt me from multiple angles, babe. I want to lick every drop of your underarm sweat.” Diana replied, saying, “You will get all of it after lunch.” Saying that, she got up and sat on the floor. She looked back at me and said, “I’ll order food online. You go and get some beer.”

We got up from the floor. She gave me Rs. 2,000/- and asked me to get 4 cans of beer. I googled and identified an elite wine shop near my house where I would get the specific brand of canned beer she wanted. It was about 3 kilometres away from our house.

We sat on the sofa. Diana booked a cab for me. As I was waiting for the cab, she asked me, “Do you want to taste chicken today?” I’m actually a vegetarian by diet. I told her sarcastically, “I love only one meat and flesh. My gorgeous Mallu mommy’s flesh.”

With a staring smile, she asked, “You have had a few first-time things happening in your life since yesterday. Like, having sex, eating a woman’s pussy, getting your dick eaten up by a woman, bathing with a woman and so on. So, why not try one newer thing?”

I taunted a kiss at her and said, “I’ll have anything you order, babe. My lunch will end with eating Diana in bed.” She taunted a kiss back at me and said, “Let me get you started with the basics of non-veg food. I’m ordering chicken biryani and chicken 65 for both of us.”

I went to the supermarket and bought 4 cans of beer, 2 for each of us. As I got back home, Diana was opening the food packets on the table in front of the sofa. She asked me to keep 2 cans of beer on the table and put the remaining 2 cans inside the freezer in the refrigerator.

I came and sat down beside her. She asked me, “So, we’ll continue with the web series we started yesterday?” I asked her, “Continue?” We hardly saw a minute of it, right? When that guy got in between the lady’s legs in the very first minute, we ignored the web series and became artists ourselves.”

Diana laughed out loud and said, “That’s correct. I’ll play from the beginning.” Actually, 3 episodes had gone by yesterday while we were having sex upstairs in my room. I opened both our beers as she started playing the web series. The food in front of me was something I had never tasted before.

Be it the chicken or the beer. Before starting with our lunch, Diana asked me to pick up my beer. She lifted her can. We held our beer cans in our hands.

Diana made a toast saying, “Cheers to all the exciting things you are enjoying for the first time since yesterday. Let all that exciting stuff continue in our lives without even a minor jerk for many years.” We tapped out beer cans with each other’s, saying “Cheers” to each other.

Diana took a sip of her beer. Lost in excitement, I drank the beer as if it were juice by taking a big gulp. I realised it after the beer started going down my throat. I closed my eyes tightly as I was experiencing multiple tastes at the same time.

Diana noticed what I did. She laughed out loud and rolled her right arm around my shoulders. She asked me, “So, how does it taste?” I was confused about what to answer.

After swallowing that big gulp, I took a couple of seconds and replied to her, “Sweet, bitter, sour. I don’t know. All 3 tastes are taking turns in my mouth now.” Diana kissed my cheeks and said, “That’s beer for you. So, you like it?” I actually loved the mix of tastes and replied the same way, saying, “I love it.”

We slowly started having the food alongside sipping our beer. I took the chicken leg from the biryani tub. Holding it in my hand, I looked at her. Diana nodded her head, signalling me to go for it. Without thinking much, I engulfed the chicken flesh into my mouth and bit off a big portion of flesh.

As I chewed the hard flesh, I was not so comfortable with the meat smell in addition to the regular masala smell. But I did not think too much about it and swallowed the chicken meat. I got used to the smell and finished off the chicken piece.

I even went to the extent of sucking out the empty bone as I finished my chicken. We finished our lunch and one can of beer each along with the lunch. We finished our lunch at around 2:40 pm. I cleared the empty boxes, washed my hands and came back to the sofa.

Diana brought our second beer from the freezer. She tossed my can to me halfway towards the sofa. She came and sat to my left on the sofa as we continued watching episode 2 of the web series. We tapped the second beer as well, with each other’s wishes, “Cheers” to each other.

We started sipping our beers. Diana sat with her right arm around my shoulders. Watching the web series, we slowly sipped our beer. I was not able to control my emotions sitting so tightly with Diana, with her right breast pressing on my left arm. Adding to that, the web series also had too many intimate scenes that I could not control myself.

Taking the final gulp of my beer, I placed the beer can on the table in front of the sofa. I slowly placed my hand on her thighs and started rubbing them. I then slowly dug my fingers between her legs. Diana turned her face towards me and whispered in a sensual tone, “You want something?”

I also turned my face towards her and said, “Yes, baby. I want bun-butter-jam.” Her face shrank as she gave a confused look. I repeated the same thing with action. I rubbed her genitals around her pussy lips and said, “Bun.”

I then rubbed my middle finger between her outer pussy lips over her pants and said, “Butter.” I finally pressed her tiny wrinkled pussy hole at the bottom of her genitals and whispered, “Jam.” Diana’s face blossomed as she gazed closely at my lips. She placed her beer can on the table beside mine.

She grabbed my t-shirt tight and pulled me closer to her. Without wasting a second, she opened her mouth wide, inclining her face across mine, trying to kiss me. I responded by opening my mouth as well, and we started smooching sensually.

We smooched lavishly with one of my hands, kindling her pussy over her wet pants. The other hand grabbed her hair behind her head. Diana had one of her arms around my shoulders and her other palm on my cheeks. We kissed deeply as our tongues rumbled with each other inside our mouths.

In a few seconds, our smooch got more intense. As we kissed hard, Diana got over me and sat over my hard dick, pressing her knees on the sofa on either side of my legs. I rolled my hands around her waist. She rolled her arms around my neck as we continued smooching intensely.

We pushed hard against each other as we kissed lavishly. Kissing intensely, I grabbed her t-shirt at the bottom and lifted it. We paused our kiss, pulled our lips and tongue from each other’s mouths as Diana raised her hands, allowing me to remove her t-shirt.

I pulled her t-shirt up her body, removed it and flipped it on the right-hand rest of the sofa. Without waiting a second, Diana lifted my t-shirt, removed it and threw it behind her on the floor.

Breathing heavily, she gazed at my lips closely and whispered, “Where do you want to have your bun-butter-jam? Your room or my room?” I said, “Right here. Just stand up.” With a staring smile, she placed her palms on my shoulders and stood up on the sofa with her feet on either side of my thighs.

I grabbed her pants on either side of her waist and pulled them and her light blue coloured panties down together. As I pulled her pants and panties down to her feet, Diana pulled her feet out of her pants and wrinkled panties. I lifted and threw her pants and panties on the table in front of the sofa.

Her fleshy, white, glowing, moist thighs were looking so yummy right in front of me. Wasting no time, I kissed both her inner thighs. Diana bent her legs a little, resting her knees on the sofa backrest. I went up kissing her thighs and plunged my face into her pussy.

As I jammed my mouth onto her curd-smelling wet pussy, Diana gasped out loud. I literally started eating her pussy as I sucked her outer pussy lips. I dug my tongue between her pussy lips and licked her salty inner pussy flesh.

As the tip of my tongue stuck onto her tiny wrinkled pussy hole at the bottom of her pussy, I engulfed her pussylips with my mouth and dug my tongue inside her pussy. Diana grabbed the hair on my head. She closed her eyes and kept moaning sensually, smiling with a shrunken face.

I grabbed her fleshy buttocks with both my hands and dug almost half my tongue into her pussy. As I licked her pussy intensely, Diana started screaming in a pleading tone, pressing my head harder between her legs. Her pussy juice was literally flowing down my tongue into my throat and belly. She kept moaning louder and louder.

I continued rolling my tongue inside her tight pussy, engulfing her genitals into my mouth. After some intense pussy eating, I slowly withdrew my tongue and mouth from her soft, wet pussy flesh. Diana was sweating heavily with visible drops of sweat all over her body, and her eyes were still closed with a smile.

Taking her breath back, she slowly opened her eyes. She looked down at me and whispered, “Take off your trousers.” I raised my buttocks a little from the sofa, pushed my trousers down my legs. i removed my feet from it, allowing my trousers to drop down on the floor. Diana came down on me, pressing her knees on the sofa on either side of my waist.

My hard dick was upright, waiting to taste her pussy flesh after my tongue. As my dick rubbed across the length of her pussy lips, Diana grabbed my dick. By placing it into her tiny pussy hole, she engulfed my dick inside her tight pussy. She pressed her buttocks hard on my thighs, taking my dick fully inside her.

With her palms on my shoulders, she started fucking me by moving up and down on me. Her hot and tight pussy flesh crushed my dick from all sides. She started fucking me intensely, thumping her buttocks hard over my thighs. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the rough sex, holding her wet waist.

Diana was so horny that she kept coming down hard on me, taking my dick fully inside her and pulling halfway back. She kept moaning and grunting as she fucked me rough and deep. I was not conscious about it, but somehow managed not to ejaculate in just a few seconds this time.

Diana continued riding hard over me for a few minutes. After some deep intercourse, Diana paused to take her breath back. Both of us were breathing and sweating heavily. We plunged our faces into each other’s upper bodies. We kissed and licked each other’s bodies randomly in lust.

My dick is fully immersed inside her hot, wet, sticky, and tight pussy. Raising my hands from her waist, I wrapped my hands around her bust and slowly unhooked her light blue coloured bra, drenched in sweat. As I pulled her bra strap down her arms, Diana pulled her hands off her bra strap.

I slipped her bra onto the sofa to my left. Breathing heavily, we gazed at each other’s lips closely. In no time, we jammed our lips hard against each other’s as we started smooching sloppily again. After a few seconds of lavish smooch, we paused to take our breath back.

I quickly lifted Diana on my waist and carried her into her bedroom with my dick still deep inside her pussy. I crawled on the bed on my knees, carrying her. Placing her on the bed, I slid my knees down. I placed her on the bed and lay over her.

My dick pulled out halfway with the other half of my dick still inside her pussy. Without wasting a second, I grabbed her shoulders from underneath and fucked her intensely by moving over her like waves. Diana was also moving up and down along with me.

I thumped my dick deep inside her. Unable to control my lust, I drilled her pussy intensely, locking our waists tight against each other. As I was feasting hard on her juicy body and tight pussy flesh, my dick erupted with a strong tickling sensation running through the length of my dick.

I fell over Diana and started moaning loudly as my cum gushed out of my dick. Diana rolled her arms around my upper body and hugged me tight. I splashed my cum deep inside her pussy in multiple instalments. As I finished cumming, my dick became softer and shrank in size.

It slowly oozed out with just the head, i.e., top-end inner flesh of my dick sticking inside her pussy. Both of us were bathing in sweat. With me still lying over Diana’s wet body, we smiled at each other. I raised my eyebrows and asked her, “So, how was it this time?”

She taunted a kiss at me and whispered with a heavy breath, “This is exactly what I wanted. You are indeed a good fucker.” We sucked each other’s lips sensually a couple of times. Pulling the head of my dick out of her pussy, I rolled myself down from Diana and lay on the bed beside her.

I was not sure if this was what is called feeling high. But I was actually feeling lost with my eyesight blurred. I lay down on the bed, completely drained. I last heard Diana whispering, “Oh god. It’s so exhausting,” before I dozed off without realising.

So, friends, this was my fourth sexual intercourse with my step-mother, Diana. Please let me know your feedback about doing kinky dirty stuff with her behind my selfish father’s back. You could also write to me at my email ID: [email protected].

I stood waiting for the bus, feeling a sense of anxiety. Just then, I heard a familiar voice behind me—it was the doctor. He noticed my luggage and approached me.

“Where are you going?” he asked. “I’m heading to my hometown. I’m just waiting for the bus,” I replied. He looked surprised. “There’s a bus strike today.”

I realised, sinking, that I hadn’t turned on the TV at home for the past month. Oh God, what have I done? What should I do now? Arun had also left the city, which only added to my worries.

The doctor could see that something was wrong. “Come, I’ll drop you off at your home. It’s getting late, and it might rain soon,” he said. The weather had been bad for the past two days. Since I had no other option, I decided to go with him to Arun’s house again.

I followed the doctor to his Benz car and got in. As he started the engine, the rain began to fall. While listening to Sonu Nigam’s rain songs on the FM, we reached the road to Arun’s house. The car stopped in front of Arun’s house.

“Doc, here we are,” he said. I made a disappointed face. “Arun went abroad, and I don’t have the key to the house.” The doctor looked at me, expressionless. “Are you serious?”

“Yes! I need to get to my hometown at any cost. Could you please help me?”

“It’s already late. Just stay at our house tonight. Tomorrow morning, I’ll help you.”

I agreed, and the car moved next to Arun’s house. Oh God! I saw the name board—it was the doctor’s house. That’s why the doctor had arrived in just five minutes that day. We entered the doctor’s house, which was empty. I asked, “Where are your family members?”

“My wife and I stay in this house,” the doctor replied. “She went to our daughter’s home since it’s the grandsons’ vacation time. My son and daughter-in-law are in America. They come to India once every two years.”

“So, you’re alone here?” I asked.

“Yes, I have to take care of the lovebirds and the garden. I go to my daughter’s home on weekends if I feel well.”

He pointed to a room. “That is your room for now. Get freshened up; we’ll have dinner. It’s already 7.”

I nodded and went to the room. Due to a morning fuck by Arun, I felt tired and felt like taking a bath. Soon after freshening up, I went out. Both had dinner at the dining table. We had a little chat and went to sleep.

I was feeling tired and fell asleep soon. It was around 10, I guess. I felt hands on me, yes, it’s the doc. I got up and asked, “What are you doing here?” He said, “Keep quiet and see here.” He showed his phone. I’m shocked it’s my nude bathing photos and sex videos with Arun.

My eyes filled with tears. He wiped my tears.

Doc: Don’t worry, dear, I’ll keep this with me if you agree to be my patient in my home until my wife returns. I know everything about you. Arun is not your husband. He just married you to fuck you for free. Let me enjoy the same.
Be patient and take sexual treatment from this doctor.

As I don’t have any option but to agree to him, I agreed. Not wasting any time, he undressed himself and stood in front of me, showing his erect stud. It is not as thick as Arun’s but longer than 6 inches. No hesitation, I sucked his tool. He went to heaven while sucking.

He tried to insert it fully inside the mouth, but it got stuck. I couldn’t breathe when it was inserted. I pinched his bum to stop him and let me breathe. I don’t know how this old man has the stamina to erect for more than 10 minutes. Not even sperm came out.

After a mouth fuck, he made me undress and started to suck my pussy like a hungry dog. For 20 minutes, he was sucking, he put me on the edge of the bed and inserted the tool into my pussy. As it’s a longer tool, it hit my inner things from slow motion to the increased speed like a bullet train.

I was completely collapsed but didn’t stop. Fucked me for more than 30 minutes. Cum his sperm on my boobs, and he collapsed on me. We slept like that. Around 2:30 am, I got sense and his tool was still erected. I tried to get up, but sperm made us stick.

Somehow, I managed to get up and clean myself. When I returned from the washroom, he was ready for another session. He took me to the hall and fucked me on the dining table. Now I have become his doll. He used every corner of his house. Finally, around 5 am, we slept holding each other.

The next morning, he walked me up at 10 am and told me to get ready, we are going outside. I got ready and took my luggage bag, but he told me to leave the bag here and get in the car. We went to Commercial Street. He bought me expensive lingerie.

Then he took me to the jewellery shop to purchase a long gold chain and earrings. That jewellery shop owner is a friend of the doctor, and then went to have conversations separately and came back in 5 minutes. The owner smiled at me till we reached our car.

We came back home, and the doctor asked me to put on a new dress and get ready for the session. I begged him to leave me and delete those photos and videos.

Doc: Don’t worry, dear, I’ll leave you in two days. Be patient till then.

I got fresh and put on a new dress. When he saw me in the transparent dress, his energy doubled to hold me tightly and tore my dress, sucked my boobs hard, fucked me like a bitch for 1 hr. I lost interest in sex now. He used me 4 times that day and night.

The next day, he never let me wear any dress; whenever he got in the mood, he used me. I was on my high heels, that’s it, for that full day. In the evening, he took me outside naked and fucked me on and in his car. Finally, he was satisfied by fulfilling all his desires.

On the bed, he told me. “Tomorrow morning, you need to get ready like a bride.” Morning around 6, he woke me up and got ready. While I’m getting ready, I heard a lot of noise in the hall. After dressing up like a bride, I went out. It’s full of males in the house with a shooting setup.

I’m afraid and asked the doctor what was going on. Doc calls his friend (the same person who owns the jewellery shop).

Doc: He is my old friend. He needs you to be his jewellery shop model. So, get ready for the photoshoot.

Owner: Madam.

Doc: Call her Megha.

Owner: Ok. Megha, the day before yesterday, I decided you are the best model for our jewellery shop promotion and discussed it with the doc. He told me that you will never reject his words. So, we came today for the photoshoot. Please get ready with our jewellery, and the photoshoot will begin soon.

If I deny, the doctor may spread my photos and videos. This forced me to accept. The photoshoot went till evening with different costumes and jewellery.
At 4 o’clock, the doctor’s wife came to the house. We spoke for a while, and it’s time to leave the house.

The doctor’s wife gave a formal farewell from the house. She doesn’t know what happened in the past 3 days. The doctor said that the jewellery shop owner will leave you at your home. With this, I was discharged from the house.

Next, it’s turned into an adventure

As Abhay entered, he saw Rani aunty standing naked in Bura’s arms. Her huge breasts, heavy with age and saggy, moved slightly as she struggled against Bura’s grip. Bura held her hands tied together at the back while she was facing Abhay nude.

Her dark hair was down her back, contrasting with the pure white skin of her body. She was even more beautiful than he had thought. Water was dripping down her pussy hair as she had a huge bush.

Her breast was red with marks of hickey, and nipple erect, cum dripped between her thighs. Her fat stomach gave Abhay a tight hard on. She was trying to cover herself, but her hands, tied back by Bura, made it impossible.

In a shivering and scared voice, she said, “Beta, it’s not what you think. Please, let me explain.” Her words were lost on Abhay. He felt no sympathy for Rani aunty and was close to her.

Bura smiled and tightly held Rani by her waist. “Explain what, Aunty? How did you end up in my arms? How your saree ended up on the floor?” said Bura. Rani became shy and put her head down as Abhay reached out to feel her hip. She tried to pull away, but it was of no use.

“Please,” she begged, her voice breaking, ” I’m like your mother, I’m your friend’s mother.” Abhay laughed loudly and said, “Rani aunty, the cum dripping between your legs and bite marks in your chest clearly show how much you enjoyed, Bura, why are you cheating with me?”

Bura’s hand cupped her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple, already hardening under his touch. Rani was all charged up; her resistance had become less. “No,” she whispered, but her voice clearly showed no resistance and how much she enjoyed their touch.

Abhay started touching her face and then slowly went down between her thighs. “You like this, na, Aunty? You’ve been wanting this for a long time.” Saying this, he inserted his finger in her pussy.

Rani’s head fell back, with heavy breathing and moaning. “No, don’t do that, Beta, slow beta, please,” she moaned. But her hips tilted towards his touch, her body speaking a different language.

Bura pulled her face behind and smooched Rani aunty, silencing her words. His kiss her hard and his tongue went in her mouth and his hands felt all her body. Abhay watched and started rubbing his cock, as Bura spread her legs apart.

Abhay wasted no time and removed his clothes. “Take her,” Bura growled, his eyes dark with desire. He positioned himself between her, his cock pressing against her entrance.

Rani’s voice slowly faded into moans, and it was too late as her body moved towards Abhay’s cock. With a powerful thrust, he entered Rani’s aunt’s pussy and felt warm inside her pussy.

“Ah!” Rani moaned loudly. Her nails went deep into his shoulders as she held him tightly. Bura also held her tight, his mouth moving down her neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses. “That’s it, Aunty,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire, “take it. Take all of it.”

Abhay began to move, his hips moving relentlessly, his cock sliding in and out of her wet heat. Rani’s initial resistance melted away under the pleasure. Her moans filled the small bathroom.

Bura released her mouth, his hands moving down to grasp her hips, helping Abhay set a punishing rhythm. Rani’s head fell forward, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

“Please,” she whimpered, but it was a plea for more, not for mercy. Abhay reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. Rani’s body tightened. “Cum for us, Aunty,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “Cum for your son’s friends.”

Rani’s body shook as she climaxed. Her cries filled the bathroom. Abhay also came inside her, and his cum was coming out of her pussy. Abhay’s face became red. His dick was wet with Rani auntie’s discharge as she also came hard.

He moved aside and asked Bura to take his place. Bura guided his cock to her other entrance, i.e. her ass hole. “No, no, no, beta, please not there,” Rani said. Bura bent her down and spread her asshole. It was pink and a little dark. He madly started eating it and licking it.

He thrust into her tight anal entrance, and Rani aunty also spread her ass to allow his dock. The sensation was intense, pushing them all to the edge. They moved together in sync. Their bodies were filled with sweat, and they started loud moans.

The bathroom was filled with sweat, cum, and saliva and had become slippery. Rani aunty, the traditional wife, was now their plaything, her body ravaged. He kept pumping her while she pulled Abhay and grabbed his shoulders. Abhay held her face, opened her mouth, and put his tongue.

He started licking her face. Rani also held his face and started smooching him. And with a heavy thrust, Bura came inside her ass. “Come here, Aunty, and get on your knees,” Bura ordered. Rani aunty obeyed them; her hands were shaking as she knelt before them.

She closed her eyes as tears flowed down her cheeks, and she took them into her mouth, one after the other. They groaned in pleasure, their hands pulling her hair, guiding her movements. “That’s it, Aunty,” Abhay whispered, his voice thick with desire, “suck us dry.”

Rani was gagging and coughing as they thrust dicks into her mouth. Their cum started flowing down her throat, and it tasted metallic. They asked her to swallow, their hands holding her head still, ensuring she took every drop.

“Good girl,” Bura said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, as he pulled out, leaving her gasping for air. “Did you like the taste, aunty?” Rani nodded her head as she kept licking the tip of her dick.

The boys watched, their eyes gleaming with anticipation, knowing that the game had only begun. The boys asked, “Aunty swear in your son, didn’t you enjoy it?” With guilt and tears, and also a smile of satisfaction. She nodded her head, saying, “Beta, please keep it between us.”

Bura said, “Secret will cost you, aunty, it doesn’t come free”. She smiled and struggled to stand up. When the guys pulled her, she hugged Bura, caressing his hair and replied, “Beta, I’m ready to pay your price, but please keep it between us, else I’ll not be able to show my face to the community and my family.”

The boys pulled her again as they smooched her and took a shower, cleaning Rani aunty with soap. They rubbed her pussy, her asshole, her armpits and every part of her body as she stood with her hands raised.

Sam: So, is getting out of the car a big deal?

Divya: My dear boyfriend, did you forget that you are naked in the car?

Sam: Holy fuck, I totally forgot about hearing the Trans blowjobs and everything! Darling, I cannot do this, all this, while I was naked, but no one saw me. You expect me to go in front of them naked, and I’m not sure how many of them will be there, I might get trashed for this, or I might end up being jailed by the police.

Divya: Now until to go there, get out of the car, bargain with them and get one of them into the car, I will be completely naked here sitting in the middle of the road on the pavement. And in some time, the sun will rise, I will be clearly visible to everyone who passes by this place. You want me to get caught?  But I’m here until you are done with the dare. I am not leaving this place.

Sam: This is blackmail.

Divya: Yeah, maybe, but someone told him he would do anything I say until 6 AM. Now, do you dare get into the car with the Trans then the last dare?

Sam: Another one?

Divya: Yes, a small one, but you know why I chose Trans and not a female. I don’t want you to fuck another woman; that thick black dick of yours only belongs to me.

Sam: Baby, I’m worried what if the police come?

Divya: Same question to you as well, my dear!

Divya: Now switch on the Vibrator and get your dick erect before you get out of the car all naked

Sam: Ok

I took the lubricant from the bag, applied it to my dick and balls and wore the Vibrating ring. Meanwhile, I found a group of people on the footpath, and there were many cars in which people were coming and picking up the girls and trans from there.

I was worried how I would get in the middle of so much of a crowd. I thought of going further. Then I saw someone, not sure if she was a girl or trans, who was walking alone. I quickly went there and stopped the car near her. She turned around and came to the window of the car.

She was shocked to see me naked. I immediately told her this was part of a dare that I am naked, please don’t shout or create a scene. She understood and then asked, “What are you looking for?” I told her that I am looking for a trans girl and the service would be only a blowjob.

Then she started saying she was also a trans earlier, but now has been operated on and changed completely into a girl. But she knows a few trans girls who can give the required service. Then I asked her where I can find them, as it is already 5:10AM and I have to finish this task before 6.

She then told her name is Sonia and her friend, who is a trans, is just a KM away. “I can take you there.” I told her, “Please come and sit inside.”

Sonia: What is that you are wearing on your dick?

Sam: It’s called a Vibrating ring, even though I am wearing it for the first time today as part of a dare given by my girlfriend.

Sonia: Lucky girl to have such a big and thick dick. Can I touch?

Sam: Yeah, sure.

She touched my dick and started to feel it. Meanwhile, we reached the place she told us was also on a highway. But it was completely dark and there were very few people around.

Sonia: Wait in the car, I will get her here, you can talk directly.

Sam: No, Sonia, I shall come along, let me park my car here

Sonia: Are you sure you want to walk all the way naked? There will be many other people as well

Sam: Yes, I understand, but since it is a bit dark and there are fewer chances of me getting caught by other people, I’m comfortable coming along.

Sonia: You are brave enough. Sure, come along.

Both of us got out of the car. It was a strange feeling. I was walking on the road, literally a service lane on the highway, completely naked with an erect dick wearing a Vibrating ring on it. With the morning cool breeze touching my body, I was feeling very much horny and at the same time refreshed.

Sonia introduced me to Priya, who is a trans girl with a nice big dick. “Don’t worry, I have told her about your situation. Why are you here naked?”

Sam: Hello Priya, so I would like to have a blowjob service in my car, which is parked there.

Priya: Nice dick you have. Sure, it will be. I told her no, and we finally came to a compromise.

Sonia: Let’s go, there are other trans also, if you want, I can introduce you to them, maybe you can reach out in future.

Sonia called out someone, and all of them came along with a guy, probably their pimp. One of them was very beautiful.

Sonia: She is Tina, she is the most beautiful girl among all of us. I brought you here for her only. But then later, when I saw you with a thick dick closely, I thought Priya would be the right person, as Tina has a smaller dick.

Sam: Thank you, Sonia. Priya, shall we go? I’m getting late before daylight starts, and people start noticing me. I have to leave.

We both came and sat in the car As soon as I sat in the car, I called Divya, told her the complete incident and introduced Priya to Divya.

Priya: Oh, damn fuck even you are completely naked, that too on a road, hats off to your dares, darling.

Divya: Thank you so much, you look beautiful too! So, you know what to do right.

Priya: Yes, I shall take care of your boyfriend’s thick meat, don’t worry.

Divya:  Now the last dare is, while Priya gives you a blowjob, you have to Masturbate Priya’s dick.

Sam: What?

Divya: Are you doing it or not?

Sam: Do I have any other choice? Now, please get dressed. Someone might see you, it’s already dawn.

Divya: I shall take care of it. Please be on a video call, I want to see it.

Sam: Are you sure?

Divya: Yes, I’m sure, and I’m already wet thinking of it. See how wet I am and showed us her wet, juicy pussy

Priya started to lick my dick with her tongue on the tip. She was doing this very slowly, and I was feeling like I was in heaven. While doing the same, Priya removed her skirt, along with her panties. She took my hand to her dick. It was a strange feeling as this was the first time I was touching someone else’s dick.

Soon, Priya’s dick became erect, though it was not as big as mine, but it was quite a big one, but not thick. Now Priya slowly increased her speed with the blowjob and at the same time caressing my balls, “Oh yeah, what a feeling it was, Amazing!”

After 20 minutes of great blowjob, I cum, and so did Priya. Watching all this, even Divya had an orgasm.

Sam: Thank you, Priya, for the wonderful blowjob. It was altogether a totally different experience, and it was great.

Priya: Thank you for the compliment, and you have nice, thick meat. Divya is lucky for this.

Saying this, she got out of the car. I told Divya to get dressed, and I got out of the car still naked. After such an amazing experience, I wanted to smoke a cigarette. I stood right next to my car, all naked, watching the highway and lit a Cigarette.

What a relief it was! Smoking each puff, closing my eyes, all the incidents that happened today, the adventures Divya and I had today cum like a flash. I think this day will never come in life. Always, the first experience is the best and something that will be remembered for life.

Finished my Cigarette, went behind my car, opened the boot and took the sunshades for the car. I slowly opened every door and fixed all the shades on the windows. I didn’t want to get caught naked.

Still, I was doing things in a relaxed way. Happily going around my car to each door completely naked without bothering about anyone seeing me there completely naked. Got back into the car, removed the Vibrating ring and called Divya.

Divya: Just reaching home.

Sam: Wait a minute, what is that you are wearing, darling?

Divya: I told you, right, I have brought a camisole and shorts.

Sam: But the Camisole is a white sheer cloth camisole who wears worn outside. Your nipples are clearly visible. And do you mind showing your shorts as well?

Divya was not wearing anything down there; she was naked.

Sam: You are not wearing anything. Where did the shorts come from?

Divya: I have it in my bike itself. I shall wear it once I enter my colony.

Sam: What if someone finds you like this then?

Divya: I’m not sure, but Mom and Dad might not be awake by then.

Sam: Whatever, please take care and don’t get caught.

Divya: You know me, right? I shall take care of it.

Soon Divya reached home and luckily her parents were still sleeping. She sneaked into her room and hit the bed.

Sam: What an amazing day it was, dear. Thank you for all the dares you gave me. If you had been here, I would have fucked you here on the road itself.

Divya: It was an amazing experience for me as well, and the first time too! I loved every moment today.

Soon she fell asleep talking on the phone. I slowly reached to my apartment and it was already 7:30 AM. Now comes the task of sneaking into my apartment completely naked. I looked around and saw no one was there. I took the soiled t-shirt and other stuff from the car.

I packed them in the same bag and sneaked into the gate before anyone caught me. I was wondering if I should take the lift or climb the stairs. I thought for a moment and decided to go by stairs. once I crossed the 3rd floor and reach to the 4th floor,

Opened the door, got into the house. But I was caught naked by my Maid. I will share that experience in another story.

Hi readers, my name is Megha, and today I want to share an incident that happened exactly a year after my marriage.

I got married in 2022. After marriage, I quit my job and became a homemaker.

We live in Chikkamagaluru, where we own a coffee estate. My husband works in the private sector.

One pleasant Sunday evening, I was returning home from the estate. (As you all might know, estate roads are usually narrow and only allow one vehicle to pass at a time)

On my way back, I noticed a jeep approaching from the opposite direction on our estate road. I stopped the vehicle and walked up to it to ask why they had entered our private estate.

As I approached the jeep, I saw a well-dressed, decent-looking man and a small boy sitting beside him. The moment I saw him, my heart skipped a beat – it felt as if I was seeing someone who belonged to me.

I asked him why he was there, and he explained that he had mistakenly taken a turn into our estate road instead of continuing towards the Bangalore highway.

By then, it had already started getting dark. (In our family, we believe that after 7 pm, our estate is protected by our deity, and it’s considered unsafe to wander outside unless there’s an emergency)

I informed him that it would take more than an hour to exit the estate from where they were, and it wasn’t safe for him to travel with his young son in the dark. So, I decided to offer them shelter for the night.

I explained the situation and invited them to stay at our guest house. I asked our house staff to prepare dinner for them while I began a casual conversation with him.

His name was Arun – surprisingly, the same as my husband’s. He told me he was a director at a private company in Bangalore and was vacationing with his son. When I inquired about his wife, he shared that he had lost her during the COVID-19 pandemic in 2021.

While I was taking a bath, Arun was shown around the house. At one point, he unintentionally entered my bedroom. At the same moment, my phone began ringing – it was a call from my husband, who was in Spain for work.

Wrapped in a towel, I stepped out of the bathroom to take the call, unaware that someone was in the room. After I ended the call and turned around, I was shocked to see Arun standing there, speechless and stunned.

It was a vulnerable moment – I was alone in a towel in front of another man. But to my relief, Arun respectfully turned his face away, apologized for entering my room, and explained that he didn’t know it was mine. (It was partly my fault too – I hadn’t locked the door before going to bathe)

Without another word, he quietly exited the room. I quickly went back to the bathroom, still feeling flustered.

Later, I was packing to leave for Bangalore to stay at my sister’s house.

Arun: “Are you going somewhere?”

Me: “Yes, my husband will be abroad for another month, so I thought of staying at my sister’s place in Bangalore.”

Arun: “Oh! We’re also heading back to Bangalore. Are you taking your car?”

Me: “No, I was planning to go by bus.”

Arun: “If you don’t mind, you could join us. It would be more comfortable.”

I thought to myself, “We travel with strangers on buses all the time, so why not?” I agreed.

Arun’s son was delighted to have me along. During the journey, we spoke a lot, and his little boy started calling me “Amma” – I felt an unexpected warmth, almost like I was his mother.

When we reached Bangalore, Arun asked for my sister’s address. I told him it was in Rajaji Nagar, and he kindly dropped me at her place. He also helped unload my luggage. But as I walked up, I noticed the house was locked. That’s when it struck me – I had never informed her I was coming.

In a panic, I called her, and she said she had gone on a trip to Singapore for a month! I was shocked and didn’t know what to do. I explained the situation to Arun.

Arun: “Why don’t you stay at our place tonight?”

Grateful for the help, I immediately sent a voice message to my husband, saying I would be staying at a friend’s house since my sister wasn’t home.

We drove to Arun’s place – a beautiful duplex bungalow in Sadashivanagar. The moment we arrived, the automatic gate opened, and we entered. Arun parked the car, brought my luggage, and asked me to step in with my right foot first – a cultural gesture for good luck.

The house was stunning – spacious and fully automated. Robots took care of cleaning and laundry. The only human help was an elderly woman who handled the cooking.

The day went by peacefully. The next morning, I woke up early, freshened up, and performed a small pooja (prayer) in their home. Arun was genuinely happy to see it – it reminded him of his late wife, who used to do the same.

Later, I began preparing breakfast for all of us. Arun, returning from work that evening, brought Mallige flowers and smiled warmly. It was as if, for a brief moment, life had brought me into a family I didn’t expect – one I didn’t know I needed.

I took an evening bath and got ready with my saree. He was shocked again and said his wife also looked the same in the saree.

Arun: “I never even imagined I’m going to ask this, but I’m asking this with you.”

Me: “Tell me?”

Arun: “It’s from the bottom of my heart I’m asking you…”

Me: (in curiosity) “Please?”

Arun: “I want you to be my wife for the rest of my life. I don’t know, but could you be my wife? I’m sure you will never disappoint if you say yes to this? I’m not forcing you, but I fall in love with you, Megha… I fall in love.”

Me: (shocked!) “My inner feelings said yes to it, but I’m married… I’m someone’s wife. How can I marry you?”

Arun: “The day I fell in love, I even forgot my past… the unimaginable wonderland and the heaven that I can see only with you. God sent you for me from heaven.”

Me: “Arun… I can’t… I’m someone’s wife. I can’t cheat my husband.”

Arun: “Megha, marrying me is not cheating your husband. You are fulfilling your dream with your loved one. I’ll never make you unhappy… I’ll always be with you. We are marrying… It’s not illegal… We will be a real husband and wife. No cheating. I can’t live without you, Megha. Please accept my proposal.”

Me: (with a smile, nodded)

Arun was so happy that he hugged me and said, “Thank you, Megha. Thank you so much.”

The next morning, I saw he dropped his kid off at his grandmother’s house and came back with full arrangements. He booked a temple for the marriage and brought all new sarees and jewelry.

While leaving home, he came near to me and requested that I remove my mangalya & toe rings. I wasn’t ready to remove them, but he removed them from my neck and toe.

We went to the temple and got married.

Now I’m officially his wife.

This just happened in 5-6 hours.

The real adventure started here.

After all formalities, we reached the house by 6 pm. Yes, it’s time for our first night.

He decorated the room, and after dinner, he told me to bring a glass of milk.

I did the same.

When I entered the room, he gave a surprise by smashing the balloons and flowers. We took a lot of photos with the camera.

It’s already 10 now. He sat next to me and held my hand. He kissed. It’s the first kiss… An amazing spark started in my body. I too responded.

Kissing all over my hand, he came near my lip and locked. We kissed for 15 minutes.

Then he dropped my saree and petticoat. Removed my blouse. I was in two pieces now.

I removed his shirt and lungi and saw a monster in his underwear. He kissed all over my body.

By this time, I was in his control, and he removed the bar and played 20 minutes with my 36D boobs.

After that, he removed my panties and put his mouth near my pussy. It’s the first time for me. I was in another universe.

He fingered for 20 minutes and asked me to take care of his monster.

My inner feelings never hesitated to touch and give him a blowjob for a minute. I sucked his tool and he ejected sperm on my face.

He cleaned and said sorry, he could not control himself seeing a beautiful wife like me. Every minute during the blowjob, he greeted me with his words.

Then we fucked the whole night (approximately 8 times). Even my husband doesn’t fuck more than 2 times in a day. I was fulfilled with my desire.

From the next day, I became his wife for one month. We fucked day and night. We even went on a honeymoon to Ooty for 2 days.

After coming from Ooty, I got a fever. The doctor came within minutes.

After 26 days, my new husband got a call from the office and he needed to go for training abroad. He requested me to stay in the house, but I needed to go to my hometown to take care of the estate.

The next morning he fucked me and went abroad. While going, he dropped me off at the bus station.

I was waiting for the bus, but someone called my name from the back. Yes, it was the doctor. That same doctor who visited us when I was sick.

To be continued…

“I do like this spot a lot. I used to come with my husband a lot,” said Deepika.

“Oh, I see,” said Omar.

“So where is he?”

“It’s a girls’ trip, mister,” she laughed.

“I see… I wonder where my friend, Geetha, is!”

“Let me show you the way to your room. We made sure we got the best room for you and your friend. This was suggested by Abbas only.”

“Oh, really?” She thought. “Maybe, he wants to fuck both of us one at a time”, she smiled inside herself.

All this while, she wasn’t particularly bothered to look for her friend, Geetha, who was in a rather precarious situation.

“What is this, Abbas?” She shouted at him.

“Well, you tell me, Geetha, what are you doing here?” Abbas asked without bothering to cover his magnificent body.

“I… I came with my friend for sightseeing.”

“I was just looking for my room,” she said. Her eyes were fixed on Abbas’s body, which had absolutely no fat. It was a huge contrast to Ramu’s gigantic belly fat and bald head.

“Really?” Abbas kept moving towards her.

“Yeah…yeah” Geetha looked at his circumcised dick and was mesmerised by its thickness and girth. Ramu’s peanut-sized dick was nothing in comparison.

“So, this is what made Deepika cheat on her husband,” she thought inside herself. It tingled her senses, and her legs shook a little, thinking of what she could end up doing.

“I… I need to go, Abbas.”

Just as she was about to exit and move towards the door, Abbas pulled her again. This time, close to his chest and without a second thought, he locked his lips with Geetha.

Geetha, a mom with two grown kids, was locked in an embrace that defied her age. Initially, there was some resistance from her. But it started dying down as Abbas’s experienced lips pierced Geetha’s soft, creamy lips. His tongue made its way and touched Geetha’s.

Her resistance slowly disappeared, and she started to cooperate. Her husband no longer mattered to her anymore. As she immersed herself in that erotic kiss, time seemed to stop. Unlike the first time she kissed Abbas, her current kiss was much more intense as she let her lower lip be bitten a few times in the kiss.

Her Saree was slowly loosening just like her body as the kiss went on for eternity. When they finally broke the kiss, both of them were gasping for air. Abbas was quick to make his next move as he slowly moved down to kiss her neck and move to her left nipple.

As he touched it with his tongue over her blouse, a jolt went through her spine as her whole body reacted differently. She involuntarily released a moan, and that was a signal to Abbas that he was doing it right with her. He slowly removed her saree and started touching her navel.

Geetha’s husband never touched her, so the raw emotion made her legs tremble. Her Saree was soon undone while her eyes remained closed with faint noises of “Stop, enough Abbas” and “I shouldn’t do this.”

Meanwhile, Deepika was now in her room and after taking a shower, she put on a top and Jeans. Her figure made her look like the Kannada actress, Namitha, and she was pleased to look at herself.

As she walked out of her room into the corridor, both Omar and Shakib were completely mesmerised by what they were seeing. Deepika looked like a ripe apple. If they had their way, they would both take her to the room and devour. Deepika had a smile as she understood their inner feelings.

She is now enjoying this renewed male gaze, which makes her look like a heroine. She was thanking Geetha inside for introducing her to Abbas. “Where is Geetha, anyway?” She thought.

Inside the bedroom, Abbas has already taken off all of Geetha’s clothes. Her bra and panties were now in his hands as he kept tasting her body with his lips. He sucked her boobs, her belly button, while Geetha kept moaning like crazy. Her husband hasn’t ever done this, and this was something that was missing.

“Ah, Abbas.”

“Mmmm… Geetha, your boobs are so sexy.”

“Please… stop … uhh… undressing me.”

“No way, my darling”

Saying this, he put his hand inside her pussy. That was it, Abbas’ fingers were just touching her pussy and she got her first orgasm. This was probably the first or second occasion she had had this feeling. Inside her, the horny side has taken over.

“Geetha, take this opportunity.”

“He fucked Neha and Deepika till they were completely exhausted. This is your time to shine, girl!”

“Ramu, the loser will never fuck you this good!”

“Give up! Give up everything! Only Abbas matters! He is your new boyfriend! The owner of your boobs and pussy”

Just as she was thinking this, Abbas moved his head inside her legs. He was now sucking all the juices that were coming out of her as her moans had reached their peak! The thing is, the hotel’s rooms were made in such a way that only minimal sounds come out.

This is to make sure that every bitch that Abbas, Omar or Shakib brought there will moan to her content without bothering the outside world!

Abbas sucked her pussy for a few minutes, and while doing this, slowly brought his erect dick up and without any warning, he put it inside of Geetha’s pussy.

“Amma…Abbas, what is that?”

“Keep calm, baby,” Abbas suggested as she held the dick inside her married pussy for a few seconds. Geetha knew that she was doing the unthinkable. Her innocent side inside her took over to say, “Geetha, what are you doing? You’re cheating on your husband.”

However, this time it was the horny side that took over. “Fuck Ramu! Now fuck Abbas! He will never satisfy you; only Abbas can. Let go of it! It doesn’t matter. Enjoy yourself for once in your life. Ramu is a balding bastard who can’t fuck. Ramu is a balding…Abbas is the man!”

“Ah, Abbas.”

Abbas put his full dick inside Geetha and started moving it. Geetha was now in the highest state of ecstasy. She was now naked with nothing but a mangalsutra around her neck. She was now being fucked by a guy 20+ years younger than her. Most importantly, she was committing adultery with her husband.

Still, nothing mattered to her at that moment except Abbas’ huge circumcised dick, which was slowly going in and out. “Uhhhh” were the only sounds that Geetha was able to release. She thought she did what Deepika did earlier with Abbas.

Away from this action, there was some other action going on. Shakib was now in the car, closing his eyes as his body showed some weird movements. Inside the car, there was this woman who was taking his dick inside of her mouth. It was an incredible blowjob he was getting, but that wasn’t enough for him.

After watching Deepika walk towards the lake, he saw her ass in the distance and now wanted to have her. “That married whore must be terrific in bed.” As the lady kept taking his dick, he took her face towards him, opened her mouth wide and then made her deepthroat him.

Just then, he said, “Come on, let’s do our thing, Minal.” Minal knew what Shakib could do! He was a master of Anal sex. She knew her ass was going to go the way it went before. Her full name was Minal Gowda. She is 24 and was a neighbour of Shakib. That’s how he managed to take her ass!

Shakib positioned his dick next to her ass and pushed it inside. In a jolt, Minal was having a mix of both pain and pleasure. She always loved the way Shakib fucks her. She has kept on asking him for more, but this time it was Shakib who asked her for sex.

Back in the hotel, Geetha was in the doggy position as Abbas kept giving her an incredible number of shots. She was shocked at the stamina that he possessed. Ramu never fucked her for more than 3 minutes, but it was not about her good-for-nothing husband.

It was about her, and she was getting aroused by how well she was being fucked. After about 15 minutes of deep fucking, Abbas grunted heavily as he deposited all of his huge cum inside Geetha. God knows how many times Geetha cum during the time of their incredible sex session.

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Greetings to all the horny and passionate readers of this site. I’m a guy in my twenties with a horny dick and passionate smut writer and reader working in the IT industry.

This whole story happened in April. So right now, I am doing my office work from home. I have to go to the office like 4 times in a month. Because I was getting bored at home, I thought, Why not download Bumble, to see if I could meet someone on a coffee date, I was not able to meet my friends that much.

So, I downloaded Bumble and created my profile on it. After that, I got busy with work, and I did not even remember that I had created a profile on Bumble. It was when I was scrolling through my phone on the weekend that I opened the app. I saw that I had a match with a cute girl, and her name was Suhani.

So, Suhani had just sent a like, and there were 3 hours left for the like to expire. I looked at her profile carefully and noticed that she had mentioned something about coffee. So, I wrote to her that.

Me – Suhani needs caffeine to recharge her body?

Then she replied.

Suhani – Yes! Without coffee, my day won’t start.

Me – So! I guess you have got your perfect spot?

Suhani – For sure! I know my place. What about you, Mr?

Me – Indeed! I’m also caffeine addicted.

Suhani – So! Have you found your perfect spot?

Me – I was hoping that if someone with the name S could help, I would know the perfect spot?

Suhani – Yeah! Why not?

Me – You were carrying a stethoscope in your picture, so are you a nurse or a doctor?

Suhani – I’m doing my internship in your city for the last 4 months. I need to spend at least 6 more months.

Then, at night, I reacted to her last message. Soon, we started chatting again, and I was slowly flirting with her, making a rapport.

Suhani – Can we have a voice call?

Me – Yes! Sure.

And I called her, we had a long, funny and emotional conversation, and then, I’m the one who pulled the plug. So, I told her, “It’s already quite late, we will continue our banter tomorrow.” I dropped my number in the chat.

The next morning, she replied with “Hi!” And then I started pulling her legs, and then we were carrying on this banter. I told her, “So when will you take me to your favourite coffee spot?” Then she told me, let’s meet around 7:00 pm.

I went to the location she had told me at exactly 7 o’clock, which was a big café. When I saw her for the first time, I realised that she looks better in real life.

Suhani’s height was about 5’5″, and she was a little chubby. Her hair was quite long, and the best part of her was her smile. Literally, that smile made anybody’s day.

We went inside, ordered her favourite coffee, and started talking about standup. Slowly, the conversation turned to the relationship. She was a bit emotional, I understood. I lightened the mood, and she asked what I do in my free time. To know her reaction, I told her that I read smut.

She felt a bit shy and said, “I have also read it,” and then we talked about stories. When we came out, it was 9 p.m. There were very few people around, so I went to drop her off at her scooty.

When we were finally hugging, she hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. After dropping her, I came back. When I reached home, I saw many messages from her. She said that I did not give any reaction.

I said that the reaction I will give will not be just with a kiss. After which, she sent me kissing emojis. Soon, we started chatting about intimacy, and gradually our sex chat began. Later that night, on a video call, she was asking about what my plan is.

I told her, “Let’s wait for two more days, and you will feel ‘pleasure and pain at the same time.’ Your heartbeat will be on the higher end that day.”

Two days later, there was a public holiday. On the same day I took sick leave, I had booked a room in a resort which is near the famous lake in my city. I told her I’ll pick you up around 5 o’clock.

When I went to the exact location, she was on time, wearing a light blue top and a denim skirt with black boots. Her clothes fit her so well that her curves were the main thing my eyes stuck on.

When she sat inside the car, we hugged and then I kissed her neck, my god, her perfume was amazing, and I was constantly looking right at her like a tiger looks at its prey before making the kill.

Suhani – Now focus on driving, you can focus on me later.

Me – What should I do, friend? Your perfume and your curves are not letting me do it.

She – Wait, I have a solution.

She started to pinch me to focus on the driving as we were getting late for the boating and sunset view. On the way, I started caressing her thighs with my hands and slowly started moving my fingers on her navel and side curves. Her breathing also started becoming a little faster.

We reached there; after getting out of the car, we went straight for boating. When we came back, it was already 7 o’clock. Then, when we checked in, I told her I had bought your Gin, you go inside, I will bring the bottle.

When I took the bottle and went to the room, I saw that Suhani had already changed. She was wearing a sexy purple lingerie, seeing which, my condition got worse.

The lights in the hotel room were dim except for the yellow light on the ceiling. She had also played some songs. We were both making cocktails together, and as the drinks were ready. We slowly started enjoying them, and soon she stood up and started dancing to the songs.

Then she would come to me and tease me and go away, and we had become tipsy by that time. “Is this okay?” I asked softly. She had a bad breakup, and I wanted to comfort her.

She nodded, her breath coming faster as my hand moved up her thigh. “Yes, more than okay. I have wanted this kind of touch since my breakup.”

I let my hand travel up her thigh, feeling the smooth skin under her transparent nighty. She shivered, her breath coming in short gasps. I leaned in, my lips lightly touching hers in a gentle kiss.

She kissed me back eagerly, her arms wrapping around my neck, pulling me closer. I could taste her, a sweetness that made my head spin.

“God, I have wanted this for so long,” she whispered against my lips, echoing my thoughts. I pulled back, looking into her eyes. “Me too. I have wanted this since the day we met for coffee.”

Then I placed both my hands on her pelvis and pulled her towards me. We started kissing and biting each other’s lips like crazy. Sometimes she would slide back and forth, and I would quickly make her sit on the sofa. While sitting on the sofa, I spread her legs a little.

I saw that her panties were completely wet from the centre. I started kissing her slowly, starting from her left ankle and moving further. I reached her inner thighs, and I touched my tongue there. She started closing both her legs, and moans started coming out of her mouth.

Suhani – Oh! Baby, you are making me crazy. Please stop this; I can’t control it.

But I spread her thighs further and started kissing near the edges of her panties, and she started bending her waist. Then I locked it under her waist with my hand and picked her up in my lap; she was a little heavy. But somehow, I managed and dropped her on the bed.

I removed her purple panties, and now, finally, I have seen the gorgeous caramel pussy of the doctor. I had her on the bed, legs spread wide open, pussy already dripping for me. I didn’t waste time. I buried my face right between her thighs, tongue sliding straight over her clit.

The sound that came out of her mouth was the kind of moan that makes your dick twitch instantly. I licked her slowly at first, to hear her whimper. My tongue teased circles on that sensitive little button while my fingers spread her wet slit apart.

She grabbed the sheets like she was holding on for her life. I could feel her hips twitching, begging me to go harder. So, I did. I sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue fast, then slow, then fast again until she was cursing out loud.

Her thighs started squeezing my head, but I just pressed my tongue deeper. The taste of her pussy coated my mouth, warm and messy. But I didn’t care. It was fucking amazing.

Her legs were shaking already, toes curling, voice breaking into moans that sounded like she was about to cry. I slid two fingers inside her, fucking her with my hand while my mouth stayed locked on her clit. Her body jolted so hard I thought she was going to break.

She screamed my name, then bit her lip, grinding her pussy against my face like she couldn’t get enough. I felt her cum flood my tongue, hot and wet, dripping all over my chin. But I didn’t stop.

I kept licking her raw, sucking her swollen clit until she was pushing my head away, crying out, begging me to give her a break. Her whole body was trembling, thighs clamped shut. But her pussy was still throbbing and dripping like it wasn’t done yet.

I pulled my face up, lips and beard soaked, and looked at her lying there, chest rising fast, eyes half-closed like she was drunk on her own orgasm.

Her legs were still twitching, shaking against the sheets. I wiped my mouth and smirked. “You think I’m done with you?” I said, voice low and dirty.

Then I stood up from the bed, and my dick was so tight that it would burst any moment. I saw a different kind of satisfaction on Suhani’s face. She got up, sat, and tied her hair. There was a different kind of excitement on seeing her in this position.

She sat on the edge of the bed and started moving my dick up and down from its base. Then, looking into my eyes, she started licking my head with her tongue. As soon as her tongue touched my dick, I felt mild goosebumps.

Then she showed a wonderful display of the art of sucking cock, it was a wonderful feat. Sometimes she would spit on me completely. Then shake it and then start sucking it slowly and sometimes fast. She caught my hips and started sucking it very hard, I feel like my life has come out of my cock.

My cum was about to come out of my dick. I told her the same thing; she immediately grabbed my dick from the base with a little force. My climax stopped. She said with a slight smile, “I want to feel in my womb, as I’m on my safe days. It has been many days since I have had sex without a condom.”

I made her lie down a little further from the edge of the bed and put a pillow under her buttocks. It gave me a good angle. The love hole of her pussy was visible clearly, one of the most beautiful pussies I have seen, seriously.

Then I started rubbing my dick on her pussy slowly, and a moan started coming out of her mouth.

Suhani – Baby, just put that damn rod in my pussy. Why are you teasing me so much? Just give it to me, baby, it’s been months since I have seen a cock like this.

I thrust my dick into her pussy with a force that made Suhani scream, and she dug her nails into my hand. Now I started fucking her; initially, I was giving deep and slow strokes. After doing this for at least 3-4 minutes, I increased the speed of my strokes. She felt her first orgasm.

Suhani – This was the first time I cum so early.

When I felt I was getting a little tired, I said, “Do you want to ride, baby?” It was as if a different energy came inside Suhani. She stood up from the ground and asked me to lie down and came over me.

First, she applied some saliva to my dick. She started rubbing her pussy, and then in one go, she swallowed the whole dick. Now I was holding her long, thick hair as if it were a wave. It was bouncing on my dick in a fun way, as if it were a ball.

The sound of “Thap” “Thap” was resonating in the whole room. Then I held her back and bent her down and started sucking her nipples. I started fucking her pussy from below.

I don’t know what happened. A loud sound came out of her mouth, and she said, “I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum.” She squirted a little on my chest and face.

Now her condition had become like that of a fish without water. She was saying that now I cannot do it anymore in doggy position. It was the first time that my orgasm was quite delayed.

Then I gave her water, and after a gap of 5 minutes, I got her ready in doggy style. Now there was a strange desire inside me that I should also release my cum quickly.

Now I held her pelvis, bent her waist a little and raised her ass a little. Then I started rubbing my dick on her pussy. When she could not bear it anymore, I put it inside, then took it out and put it inside.

I started fucking her hard in doggy style. Then I stopped for a while and started kissing her waist and reached the back of her neck. Now I took her hair in my hands and started giving her deep thrusts.

After some time, she herself moved forward and backwards and started fucking me in doggy style. I started slapping her ass because she was a little chubby, so the sound of the slaps was also quite melodious.

I told Suhani that I am about to cum. As soon as she heard the lightning, she sat on the ground on her knees and started tingling my balls. In a few seconds cum came out of my dick as if it were a bullet. I got a facial on her boobs and face, then she cleaned my dick again by licking and giggling.

We rested a bit, cleaned ourselves up, and drank a gin. I then told her that tomorrow morning we will have a thrill.

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Hello, everyone. I am Author (name changed). I’m writing about this experience from my life after quite some time. I’m a 6’1″ tall, dark brown Bengali man who stayed in Pune and Mumbai for a few years. But I am now back in my hometown.

Keeping my introduction brief, let’s jump into the experience.

After about two years in a committed relationship, I was loyal, despite enjoying casual sexual experiences in the past. While in the relationship, a few women I knew contacted me for sexual encounters, but I declined. I had deleted Tinder from my phone, though my profile remained active.

About two months into the relationship, my girlfriend and I agreed to deactivate our dating app profiles. I was happy with my girlfriend and enjoyed a fulfilling and active sex life. However, in December, we broke up. We stayed in touch for a while, even until a few months ago, but our relationship ended.

In the last week of December, I reinstalled and reactivated all my dating apps. I matched with a 19-year-old girl on one of them. I was quite attracted to her and felt a sense of familiarity. We chatted and vibed well on the first day. Her name started with K, but I couldn’t see her full name.

I mentioned she seemed familiar, but I couldn’t place her. She had a way with words, saying, “New beginnings are always sexy,” which I loved. We conversed and enjoyed each other’s company. Then she revealed her name was Ketaki (name changed), and I remembered why she seemed familiar.

When my ex-girlfriend and I decided to deactivate our Tinder and other dating app profiles, I had to reinstall Tinder. At that time, I was loyal but kept my profile active for a while. I didn’t actively swipe, but I had a premium account and swiped right on women who swiped right on me.

That’s when I matched with an 18-year-old girl. I was quite attracted to her after some conversations. I had been with an 18-year-old before, but I was 27 or 28 then. When I matched with Ketaki on Tinder, I was 30. I felt tempted but also guilty, so I deactivated my Tinder profile.

Ketaki was a young woman with an active sex life, and a match disappearing from her dating app after three days didn’t bother her much. When I told her about our previous match, she didn’t even remember me, which was disappointing.

I could identify her, but I wasn’t special to her. It was sad, but it is what it is. We enjoyed each other’s company, and it was an instant hit. I mentioned that she was 18 when we first matched, and now she is 19. She said her birthday was in December, and I joked about missing a treat.

She replied, “Haha, yeah, you’ll have to wait a year.” She was open about her sex life, and we discussed it. I liked talking with her. She said, “It’s not about penetration but the time we spend together.”  I felt she was genuine, not pretending to be something she wasn’t.

I’ve met women who act overly sexual in conversation but create drama during actual sex. Ketaki wasn’t like that. She never did nude video calls. But one day she stripped a little for me—not entirely, just dropping her top to reveal the upper part of her nipples. I was horny.

We were already discussing sex and planning to meet. I suggested we have sex soon, but she informed me she was going on a Meghalaya trip with her sister. I was excited to meet her, so I felt a bit disappointed. However, absence makes the heart grow fonder.

The New Year passed, and we were in touch but not much. We couldn’t fix a date to meet and have sex. Our conversations decreased. Meanwhile, I occasionally met my ex, with whom I had broken up. We didn’t have sex, but we did make out. I always loved kissing and being intimate with her.

We had many hot moments in lifts, theatres, my car, emergency stairwells in malls, pubs, and even during bike rides. However, due to some conflicts, I didn’t want to have sex with her at that time, though it was hard for both of us to resist making out.

She was my ex now so that I could crave other women, and I was craving Ketaki. I wondered if she was talking or if we’d actually have sex.

I almost forgot about her until I received a text from her in the fourth week of January. We were connected on Instagram. She mentioned she was a hotel management student (which I already knew) and was busy with food festivals.

She also shared that she loved cooking and suggested we cook together sometime. I teased that I’d disturb her while she cooked, and we both laughed. I’ll be honest, I enjoyed talking with her. She was sweet, had a way with words, and was a little slutty, and I loved it all.

She had a boyfriend, but it wasn’t exclusive. I replied, “Oh, now I have competition.”

She said, “Come on, baby, it’s not about competition. It’s about enjoying the company, the vibe. With my boyfriend, it’s different. With you, it’d be different. I even tell him it’s not about the sex—it’s about the good memories.”

I loved our transparent, unfiltered conversation. She was seductive, and I got a tent in my underwear, wanting to bang her and get dirty with her.

Me: Let’s plan something, baby.

Ketaki: Yeah, babe, I want it too. I wanted to be with you before my Meghalaya trip, but I loved the trip, and you weren’t on my mind, haha.

Ouch, that was a punch to my heart.

Ketaki: Jokes apart, let’s do it this Friday. I want you with me.

Me: Okay, but I have office—it’s a weekday.

Ketaki: It’s a holiday.

Me: Oh yeah, but we can meet on the weekend too, right?

Ketaki: I have to meet my boyfriend.

I agreed. It is what it is.

She lived quite far away, but the good part was that she had a direct bus from her place to a mall near mine. She stayed somewhere in the southern part of the city (but outside).

We had Republic Day celebrations, and I attended them before going to meet her. My parents were making me late, and I was getting frustrated. They asked me to wait until they returned home, but the Republic Day event was long.

So, I decided not to wait and went to meet her on my bike. She was waiting near the mall. I expected her to wear a short skirt, as I’d mostly seen her in skirts, but she was in palazzo trousers and a thin jacket.

I hadn’t booked a hotel, so I booked one I’d visited before, mentioned in one of my earlier stories. It was a good hotel, but to my distress, they gave us a below-average room. The bedsheet was torn, the AC remote didn’t work, and I wanted an air freshener.

I was frustrated when Ketaki came to me and said, “What happened, baby? We’re important, not the room.” She put her hands around my shoulders.

Wow, what a girl. I couldn’t control myself and forced my tongue into her mouth. This 19-year-old had her charm over me. I applied full pressure inside her mouth while my hands squeezed her ass.

Thankfully, when the hotel staff went to get a new bedsheet and AC remote, she closed the door. When he returned, we broke our kiss. The room was scented with an air freshener. I locked the door, and we kissed again. The kiss was long and felt so good.

I squeezed her buttocks again, leaned against her, and she fell onto the bed with me on top. I wasn’t just kissing her; I was eating her. She tasted good, my saliva mixing with hers. I had a hard-on inside my underwear. She was wearing a jacket, which I opened.

Oh my God, her tight top revealed gorgeous breasts—bigger than they appeared in pictures. They were juicy, suckable, and clearly not untouched, which I knew. I wanted to suck them badly.

I removed her top and set it aside. She was in her bra and yellow trousers. Mmm, the beast in me was rising. I checked the bed’s position; thankfully, it had good cushioning at the head, so I wouldn’t hurt my head when thrusting. My tongue drooled at the thought of holding and thrusting her.

I held her left leg with my right hand, pulled it, bit her near her collarbone, and licked her neck. My God, Ketaki’s expressions made me hornier. She held me tightly as I licked her everywhere. I was still in my jeans, rubbing my dick against her vagina through her trousers.

I pushed her to the bed, my tongue still in her mouth, while Ketaki dug her fingers into my back. We were devouring each other, not holding back. I wanted to thrust her so badly.

I was wearing an oversized vest under my shirt. Ketaki opened my shirt, leaving me in my vest. I’ll be honest—men have insecurities, and I do too, like whether my partner will enjoy sex or if I can satisfy her. But Ketaki’s earlier conversations made me feel free, and I was chilled out that day.

I started undoing her trousers when my phone rang. It was my mum, saying they needed to return home and didn’t have keys. She insisted I come back to open the door. I said I’d be late, but she kept pressuring me.

I decided to book an Uber courier to send the keys home, but I needed to delay so they wouldn’t realise I was nearby. Due to the continuous pressure, I booked the courier in 10–15 minutes. Ketaki put her trousers back on, and we kissed and made out in the meantime.

The Uber courier guy arrived, I gave him the keys, and he delivered them to my parents. I was finally tension-free, and Ketaki and I focused on each other without interruption.

After returning to the room, I didn’t waste time. I started kissing Ketaki while my hands undid her trousers. We were wildly undressing each other. She felt my dick and made a soft noise. I was already hard, but her touch made me feel even harder, maybe even thicker—though it could’ve been my imagination.

I pulled her panties off in one go. She was shaved or waxed, which felt amazing. I grabbed her pussy, and she let out a small shriek. I pushed her to the bed and got on top. We were both naked, rubbing against each other, enjoying it immensely. I held her arms, locking them with my right hand.

I started biting her everywhere, from her neck to her nipples, circling my tongue around her areola. I raised her legs, went to her pussy, and pushed my tongue deep inside. She was wet, groaning with each lick. She held my head, applying pressure.

I licked her for about five minutes, then got up and subtly pointed to my dick. She understood my firm gesture. Oh God, the way this 19-year-old sucked me was incredible. She had a ponytail, and I started thrusting into her mouth. She knew what she was doing, and my manhood was covered in her saliva.

I was rock hard after she sucked me. Now it was my duty to fuck her well. I love doggy style, but missionary or modified missionary is my all-time favourite. I started in missionary, placing Ketaki’s legs on my shoulders and pointing my manhood at her vagina.

With one stroke, I entered her. She was ready after all the foreplay, and a sigh of pleasure escaped her mouth. She was leaking, in ecstasy. With each thrust, she bit her lips, eyes closed. I felt so free with her, no pressure. I watched her face as I pushed inside her. Oh, what a feeling.

Ketaki’s moaning and my thrusting created noises we both loved. We weren’t holding back. I was wearing a condom—a new brand—and loved the feeling. With her legs on my shoulders, I got tired after 30 minutes, but I wasn’t close to climaxing.

I lay on my back, and we talked for five minutes. I held her by the shoulder, my arm around her.

Ketaki: I love kissing you.

Me: Me too, Ketaki.

I played with her breasts while she played with my dick. I was erect again. Within 3–5 minutes, I said, “Ketaki, let me fuck you.” She quickly positioned her legs to make it easy for me to put them on my shoulders. However, I realised keeping her legs on my shoulders would tire me out.

So, I held her legs, spread them apart, and rammed my dick inside her pussy. She shrieked with the first stroke. She closed her eyes when I rammed or kissed her, holding me tight. I penetrated her deeply, and it felt so good. Proper “thap, thap, thap” sounds echoed.

Ketaki wasn’t screaming, but made amazing noises that fuelled my enthusiasm. I banged her for slightly over 45 minutes, mixing fast and slow thrusts. I was still hard but drained. After fucking her for so long, I grunted and fell on my back. We were completely naked, and I loved her touches all over me.

I wanted to be sucked badly, and Ketaki understood, crawling to my dick. She was incredible at sucking, sometimes licking my balls. I loved the sight of her. I couldn’t control myself and crossed my legs around her neck. She smirked at me and kept sucking.

I held her head as she sucked for 12–13 minutes, then made a puking sound, took my dick out, and breathed for a few seconds. I realised she wasn’t feeling great after taking me so deep. I pulled her towards me, held her tightly, and kissed her, though it felt a bit weird after she’d sucked me so well.

I have some chest hair, and she played with it. We talked nicely as she toyed with my hair. I had rock-solid erections that day and got hard quickly.

I was still semi-erect. I got on top, bit her nipples, and squeezed them while rubbing my semi-erect dick on her pubic area as she held my head, pressing it.

It was getting late, so I asked if she was hungry, and she nodded yes. I got up and asked, “What should I order?”

Ketaki: When did I ask you to order?

Me: You’re hungry, right?

Ketaki: I’m hungry… but for having you inside me.

Those words made my cock stand straight again, and I had a cunning smile.

Me: I’ll fuck you like the cute little slut you are.

Ketaki: Fuck me, Master.

We’d never used terms like this, so it charged me further. I made her sit in doggy position, but she tried to move to the corner of the bed. I held her tight and pulled her to the centre.

Ketaki: You’ll enter me standing, right?

I didn’t let her finish, pushing my thumb into her mouth, which she licked while staring at me. I made her bend more at her hands, raising her buttocks for a slanting position. I stood and entered her pussy in one go, holding her waist tightly. She groaned loudly.

I didn’t let her finish groaning and thrust again, hitting deep. She groaned again. I decided to show no mercy, ramming her with strong strokes. I realised I was hitting her deep. Ketaki wasn’t one to scream much, but this time she was groaning like hell.

I held her hair with my right hand while banging her. I usually change pace, but this time I was rough and wild, varying the tempo slightly. I pulled her hair and kissed her a few times, but she said, “Fuck me, Master—fuck me.”

I focused on fucking her. She didn’t squirt like in porn, but she leaked heavily. I fucked her hard for about 20–22 minutes until I was completely drained, but still didn’t cum. I had precum mixing with the fluids in the condom. When I stopped, I fell onto the bed with a huge force, exhausted.

Ketaki: Did you cum, Master?

Me: No, honey, I’m just so hungry.

I ordered two chicken steaks with rice, and we had a cosy time. After meals, I struggle to have sex properly. But since I hadn’t cum, I felt incomplete. I shared this with Ketaki.

Me: I want to fuck you, Ketaki, and cum, but I don’t have energy.

Ketaki: Okay, don’t worry, Master.

She started stroking my dick, which had gone flaccid after doggy. I got hard again. She positioned herself on my dick and rode me so well, her breasts bouncing. Oh my God, I loved it. Within 4–5 minutes, I came. It felt so good. I thanked Ketaki, and we kissed.

We talked and chilled until about 7:30 or 8:00 p.m., when we left the hotel.

Now, the shocker. I won’t deliberately detail it much, as this is a sex story site, and you wouldn’t be interested, but the delivery guy who took the keys to my parents mentioned he was coming from an OYO. This caused a huge problem at home.

Ketaki and I texted that night with cute messages. She had a healthy relationship with her boyfriend and me. She often expressed wanting to have sex again, and honestly, I wanted it badly too. I was always ready, but I was having a difficult time in my personal life, and our schedules didn’t align, so I was dodging her.

I hope you enjoyed my narration of this experience. I’d love to connect with my readers, hear your feedback, and learn about your experiences. Contact me at [email protected].

This is a real story, and I have changed the names for privacy concerns.

It was just a month after my breakup. A 27-year-old guy, 6’0″ tall with an athletic body and fair skin, I was at my friend’s outdoor party in Chennai.

Guhesh, my friend, knew about my breakup and invited me to socialize and meet new people to help me move on. I was busy catching up with some friends I hadn’t seen in a while, and in a way, it was refreshing after a rough patch.

There were many other new faces I hadn’t met, and one such person was Sherin. Sherin looked to be in her mid-20s, 5’5″ tall, fair-skinned with a lovely hourglass figure. She had a peach-shaped ass and a great pair of boobs. She was in a black netted lehenga that complemented her fair skin.

As time went by, others started to leave, and soon Sherin was alone with me, sitting beside the counter as we talked about our common interests in running, the gym, and cricket. Our conversation went deep, and I opened up to her about my breakup.

The more I opened up, the more interested she became. She started to get curious when I mentioned how I wrote letters to my ex, did crafts, and planned dates and surprises for her. She was hearing it all with great interest, leaning towards me a bit with a drink in her hand.

Sherin: “Wow, Sarvesh! You’ve put in so much effort into your relationship, and she still had to leave you? Talk about a fumble.” She sighed in disapproval, looking down.

Sarvesh: “Yeah. Well, things happen, but sometimes you don’t chase the snake to ask why it bit you!” We both laughed and continued to talk more about our lives and work.

Throughout the conversation, Sherin was curious, adjusting her hair, looking into my eyes with interest, and laughing at my lame jokes. I didn’t think much of it but was happy to be listened to. Her waist was not covered, making it even harder for me to concentrate.

She was definitely flirting with me in our conversation, her ample breasts making it difficult to look at her face. Her figure was very seductive as she sucked on the straw, drinking from it and looking at me with a smirk.

But suddenly we heard a thunder above us as it gently started to rain. Sherin was in her favorite lehenga, so to keep her safe, I removed my coat and put it over her, and we both ran slowly to take shelter nearby. Guhesh had already left, and there was no one there who could go and drop Sherin near Velachery, where she lived.

Sherin: “Oh god! How am I supposed to go home? Looks like there are no cabs in this rain too.” She tsked in disapproval, looking around.

Sarvesh: “Hey, maybe you could stay at my place nearby until the rain stops, and I myself can drop you home if you’re comfortable with it.”

Sherin immediately agreed. Luckily, my apartment was very close, and we walked to my apartment with the help of an umbrella we borrowed from the hotel. Finally, we reached my flat, both a bit soaked from the earlier rain.

Sherin struggled to bend to remove her footwear, so I offered to help as I bent down on my knee and helped her remove it. She was taken aback by it and smiled at me. The way she looked at me was more intense now, and she definitely liked the attention.

I felt the same, looking into her eyes, and there she was in her perfect hourglass figure with wet hair, looking very sexy. I smiled back at her and put the footwear away, then walked her to my room.

Sarvesh: “This is my room. It’s all tidy and clean. Please feel free to use the towels. If you want any spare clothes, use my sister’s; she rarely comes here.”

Sherin: “Ohhh. Okay, thank you, Sarvesh.” Her gaze never left mine as she played with her hair.

I felt a spark, my breathing was deep, and my dick slowly started to get hard. But then slowly she closed the door, leaving me disappointed to stand outside.

I was so sure that she was going to come in for a kiss, but I was disappointed. I leaned back on the couch, spreading my legs a bit and resting my hands. Then, after some time, I heard my room door open, and out walked Sherin.

To my surprise, she was wearing my tank top that I wear for marathons, along with my boxers. I was too stunned to speak as she slowly sat right beside me, looking all innocent.

Sarvesh: “Hey. Wow, you actually do look good in my running top.” The top was tight for her, and due to the cold weather, I could see her hard nipples pop up against the fabric. I could also see her cleavage clearly, and she was happy to show it.

Sherin: “Hahaha, don’t worry, I don’t plan on taking them with me.” Tension was high with her still very close to me, and I could feel her body against mine. “Hey… you seem like such a nice guy. Maybe this one time I can let you…”

She moved in closer to my face, looking into my eyes. I didn’t want to wait anymore as we both started to smooch like wild animals with loud smooches, not holding back. She then sat on my lap, wrapping her legs around me, and started to run her fingers through my hair as we smooched.

I slowly started to slide my hand into the top to grab her bare, soft breasts and massage them gently, squeezing her boobs up to her nipples as she then guided my other hand and placed it on her thick ass. Oh god, I was enjoying it so much with her.

She was pushing her tongue into my mouth and also licked and sucked on my tongue all while I was feeling her nipples get harder as I squeezed them and spanked her ass. She pulled back from the kiss and gently bit my lower lip, pulling it as she smirked.

I slowly picked her up as she wrapped her legs around my waist, locking them in place, and she wrapped her arms around my neck for support. Then I started to lick and kiss her neck gently, sucking on it to give her hickeys. To my surprise, she started to moan and gasp gently.

Sherin: “Aahh… ohh fuck… if you keep doing that, I’ll lose control and let you do anything you want, idiot.” She bit her lower lip, telling this out loud as she was moaning all while both my hands were teasing her already hard nipples.

I continued to tease her, enjoying every inch of her sexy body and marking every bit of her. I knew teasing her off like this would get her pussy needy and wet. She continued to moan hard with the rain still pouring outside.

Sherin: “Fuuckk… oh god, please just take me to the bedroom already, baby. You’re so fucking good at teasing me.” She pushed my head away from her neck to get some air and gasped for air with her pussy leaking from the boxers she was wearing.

Sarvesh: “Awww, sorry. I just wanted to see how far I can push you and make you beg for it.” She hid her face against my chest as I carried her to my bedroom. I then gently threw her on the bed while my cock was now rock hard, waiting to fuck her wet pussy.

I was still in the formals I wore for the party. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt before her and threw it away. Then I slowly pulled down my pants and my shorts, revealing my thick, long, and uncut dark-skinned cock as it stood hard right before her.

Looking at this, Sherin’s face immediately became red. She slowly closed her eyes, turning her face away as she started to remove the top from her body, exposing her sexy pair of boobs with hard brown nipples. Her figure was 34, 26, 36.

Then slowly she also stood on her knees and removed the boxers, exposing her ass, now fully naked, I could see every inch of Sherin.

Sherin: “Sarvesh, please don’t stare at it like that; it’s embarrassing.” She blushed at me and slowly switched off the tube light, leaving only a dim light on as she slowly crawled back into the bed, taunting me to come join her with a finger.

Sarvesh: “Oh fuck, you look absolutely hot. How are you even single?” I slowly started to approach her, crawling into the bed trying to reach her. She was leaning back against the wall, sitting on the bed while I was crawling into her.

Sherin: “Oh god, your dick is just so thick. How will I even fit it in? I’ve never seen a dick so thick with a big head and with this length. Wait–” Ignoring her concern, I slowly got down between her legs and started to lick and smooch her wet pussy as I pinned her knees against the wall, spreading them.

She then squirmed, and her toes curled in pleasure as she moaned hard with the sensation of me licking and sucking on her wet pussy. I was pushing my tongue into her pussy and licking it too.

Sherin: “Ohhh… fuck… fuck… fuck, you’re so fucking good.” She tilted her head back, moving her hips a bit as she moaned hard in pleasure. She then grabbed my head and pushed it hard against her pussy. “That’s it, baby, keep licking it. Oh god, yes, I love it.”

She was having her tongue out and moaning in pleasure, ready to cum on my face, but I slowly pulled away, teasing her and trying to get my fat cock in her wet pussy.

I then slowly pushed her onto the bed as she was now laying on the bed with her legs spread out. I held her legs up, wrapping them around my upper waist. She was breathing fast, wanting me to fuck her with my fat cock.

I slowly pushed my fat cock into her wet, leaky pussy as she started to moan as I kept pushing my cock inch by inch into her as she arched her head back in pleasure. I slowly started to lick and kiss her neck, trying to get her even more horny.

Sherin: “Ooh yes, fuck me good. My pussy is aching so bad for you.” She moaned and gasped hard. “Please keep fucking me like this, baby.”

Suddenly, her phone beside the bed started to ring. She had left it in the room while she was refreshing earlier. I was on top of her, and she was laying down below me while we both turned to look at the phone ringing. It was from someone named “Ahamed.”

Sarvesh: “Hey, I could pause. Is that your friend or brother? Maybe they just wanted to check on you. I can wait, Sherin.”

She was silent for a few seconds, and then in a faint tone, still gasping for air, she says, “That’s… that’s my ex. He cheated on me. I’m broken just like you.”

With a hard voice, she says, “Why don’t we give that bastard a show to remember?” She then attended the call and looked at me. “Fuck me, daddy!!”

Sherin’s leg locked me, wrapping her thighs, locking me in place. I was too hard and too horny to think straight.

“You’ll be a good bitch and take my fat cock right now, Sherin.”

I pinned her hands above her head and continued to pound her pussy.

Sherin: “Aaahhh… fucckkk, Aaahhh… yes, daddy, fuck me while he hears me scream for you. Make him you’re cum dump and claim me… use me like the bitch I am, daddy…” Sherin continues to moan with Ahamed still on the call, hearing his precious woman getting fucked by me.

Sarvesh: “Oohh… fuckk, Sherin. The moment I saw you, I just wanted to grab you and fuck your thick ass right there. Look at you, such a slut for me now… aren’t you, Sherin? Tell it out loud so Ahmed can hear it and cum for me.”

I maintained a hard pace, not holding myself back as I kept pounding her pussy, creaming it as she was moaning out loud, begging me to keep fucking her and treating her that way. I pinned her legs down to the bed and spread them out as I was fucking her, and we were getting close to climax.

Sherin: “Oohhh… fuck yes… please… I’m going to fucking cum, daddy. Please cum in me… ruin me… claim me. You’re a real man… and let his fucking cuck hear it all.”

She moaned hard as she then started to smooch me hard as I fucked her pussy in a harsh pace while she moaned in my mouth.

“Dadddyyyy, I’m cumminngg, now.. fuckk fuck fuckkkk…”

Sarvesh: “Me tooo… let me fill you upppp…”

We both then climaxed together as she squirted all over me a bit. And then I went deep enough and felt my hot cum rush through my cock and into her womb, filling her up as we both moaned hard, biting our lower lips.

“Ohh fuck… take it all in that wet pussy.”

I slowly pulled my cock out of Sherin’s pussy, and slowly my hot cum started to leak out of her pussy as she was still laying down, gasping for air. And her legs werwe still shaking a bit from the experience. Ahmed cut the call, though we were unsure when.

We laughed it off. And once she calmed down from the pleasure, I helped her to the restroom where we both cleaned ourselves up and wiped each other clean.

We headed to the bed while we both were kissing and smooching each other, enjoying the attention.

Sherin: “I’m sorry about what we did with our ex.”

Sarvesh: “Hey, that was hot. Maybe we can call him again, and he probably would be jerking off hearing us fuck the next time.”

We both laughed in agreement, knowing this is just the beginning of our sexual encounter, knowing there’ll be so much more.

*****

Thank you for reading till the end. Part 2 will definitely be out on what we both did next.

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Hello everyone, your favourite gigolo servant is back. After weeks of begging, one of my clients had agreed to let me write a story about our experience. Hope you enjoy it.

I had boarded at Ernakulam Junction, already knowing who I’d be sharing the coupe with. She had booked the service discreetly — a straightforward message, no frills. “I want to be desired. Like a woman. Like a secret.” Her name wasn’t important. But her need? That I remembered word for word.

I stepped into the cabin. Cool air. Dim amber light. Clean sheets. And her.

She stood by the berth, adjusting her pallu. A cotton saree, cream with a muted gold border — traditional, but dangerously low at the blouse line. A flick of kohl, nude lips, and a look that was hesitant but not innocent.

She gave me a brief nod. No words yet. Just eyes — studying, lingering. I placed my duffel bag on the top berth and sat down, giving her space.

“You look different from your pictures,” she said softly.

“Better or worse?” I smiled.

She didn’t answer. Instead, she slowly sat on the lower berth, smoothing the pleats of her saree over her thighs. That single gesture — slow, deliberate — told me she wasn’t as shy as she wanted me to believe.

We had chatted for weeks before this, and by now we knew exactly why we were here. But in person? Everything was heightened. Her voice trembled slightly, betraying excitement more than nerves.

“You smell like rain,” she murmured. “Earthy.”

“You look like a monsoon,” I replied. “Warm, wet, and dangerous.”

She smiled, almost flustered. She didn’t expect flirtation to come back so quickly. She liked the game, though.

I poured us two cups of chai from the thermos. She took hers, fingers brushing mine. Her nails were short, clean, unpainted. She didn’t hide behind polish or performance. She was real. And she wanted to be seen.

“So,” she said, legs crossed now, the saree riding a bit higher over her calf, “Do we talk all night, or do we start?”

“I wait for your signal,” I said.

She looked out the window for a second. The moonlight flickered through the gaps of trees rushing by. Then she looked back at me. And uncrossed her legs. The air in the cabin shifted.

What followed was not rushed. She didn’t pounce. Instead, she got up, walked over to the door, and locked it with a click that echoed like a drumbeat in my chest.

Then she stood in front of me. “Remove the blouse hook,” she said.

Not a question. A command.

I stood, stepped behind her, hands steady. The warmth of her back radiated through the fabric. Her breathing deepened as I slid one finger under the hook, then unfastened it. The blouse opened just enough to show her bare spine.

She turned, slowly. The blouse was still clinging loosely to her shoulders. Her cleavage was visible now — soft, heavy, real. Not surgically perfect — but infinitely more magnetic. I pulled down the whole.

“You may kiss me,” she said.

I didn’t ask where.

I leaned in and kissed the spot below her collarbone. Then lower. My hands held her waist, fingertips grazing bare skin under the saree.

When she exhaled — sharp and sudden — I knew she was letting go.

She hadn’t let me move away from her.

After that first slow kiss and the long embrace that followed, she’d guided me to the lower berth without a word, her fingers still trembling slightly but her eyes bolder now — like a shy woman who’d finally decided to own her desire.

The little coupe swayed gently, and outside the window, Andhra’s dark fields passed unnoticed. Inside, time slowed. Her legs brushed mine. Her knees parted just enough for the air between us to thicken.

“I want you closer,” she whispered, voice already husky with wanting.

So I came closer.

Her hands gripped my arms. Then my back. Then the nape of my neck, holding me like she didn’t want to think anymore — only feel.

Her skin was warm, scented faintly with something traditional — sandalwood, jasmine, the kind of smell that clings to cotton sarees and prayer rooms. But now it mixed with the sharpness of desire — sweat, breath, and the musky honesty of arousal.

I kissed her neck, slowly. Her collarbone, slower. I could feel the pulse at her throat hammering.

“You’re good at waiting,” she breathed.

“I was waiting for *you* to want this,” I said into her ear.

“I want,” she said. “More than I thought I would.”

Her legs shifted, thighs brushing against mine. I felt her arch a little, unconsciously. Her body was already telling me what her words hadn’t.

So I gave in.

I kissed my way down, teasing, letting my hands explore — over the swell of her belly, the curve of her waist, the tender undersides of her boobs. She was softer than silk, and hotter than the night outside. And her reactions? Honest. She wasn’t pretending to moan; she couldn’t help it.

At one point, when my tongue circled just below her navel, she bit her own wrist to stay quiet.

“Careful,” I whispered. “You’ll wake the whole coach.”

She chuckled, breathless. “Let them hear. For once, I don’t want to hide.”

That line. It stayed with me.

So when I finally moved lower towards her pussy. She didn’t resist. She just opened herself like a book she’d kept closed for too long. And I read every line with my mouth.

Her thighs clenched around me, and her hands tangled in my hair. The sounds she made — muffled gasps, broken moans — filled the tiny coupe like music.

Her body convulsed, her breath caught, and a tear slipped from one eye — not from sadness, but from release. Maybe even relief.

I completely undressed myself and got ready for the next stage. Seeing my almost 6-inch cock, she was like a hungry lion seeing prey after a long time.

She smiled, her eyes wet, but glowing. “You’re dangerous.”

“Why?”

“Because I might get addicted.”

I laughed softly. “We still have ten hours to Hyderabad. Let’s see how deep that addiction goes.”

“Then don’t sleep just yet,” she whispered. “You haven’t even heard how I say thank you.”

She pulled me towards herself and gulped the whole cock in one go. She gagged herself for 10 seconds and then came back, smoothening my cock with her saliva. She then started sucking it while playing with my balls.

She’s not the best cock sucker I’ve been with; I can tell. But the way she stared at me with my cock in her mouth was intense, and sent a thrill down my spine. She pushed me to the other side of the berth, gave one final kiss to my cock, placed it on the entrance of her pussy, and sat on it.

She paused for a moment, closing her eyes and feeling my cock inside her. And then she started riding me. It was so amazing to see her struggling to keep her voice down while her boobs were jumping up and down. I started squeezing one and sucking the other one. She was biting her lower lip, making me go crazy.

I then lifted her and made her lie on the berth. I then dragged her legs, making her lie half on the berth and half outside, and started ramming her pussy in missionary. Both of us were in heaven by then. The sudden jerks that the train made also helped me go deep inside.

I could feel my cum building up and told her that. She told me to cum inside her mouth. I quickly took out my cock and stuffed it in her mouth. She started slurping it like a baby, and I couldn’t hold on much longer. I cum inside her mouth, and she sucked me dry, swallowing everything.

We then had a passionate kiss, and she said, “I haven’t cum yet, and we still have hours left. I’m pouncing on you after a break.”

I just laughed hearing that. We had more sessions trying different positions in there. I managed to make her cum too. By dawn, the berth smelled like sweat and sandalwood and satisfaction.

And her final words before dozing off on my chest?

“Next time, I’m booking a return trip too.”

And that was the story, fellas. Those who wish to contact me can email me at [email protected]. Story responses and service requests are accepted.