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Ab aage:-

Avinash: Ase hi roj marunga chut. Itni tight chut maza aagaya mujhe. Sach kahu to Bhivani tum kisi Rani se kam nahi ho. Itna sundar jism itni tight chut makhmali gora badan jaise ki koi Rani ya Rajkumari ho.

Bhivani: Acha, to bana lo na apni Rani main bhi to dekhu kitni sewa karte ho meri mujhe Rani bana kar.

Avinash Bhivani ko chode jaa raha tha aur itne mein ek aur baar Bhivani jhad gayi aur apni chut ki g-spot ko masalne lagi.

Avinash ne Bhivani ko ulta leta diya aur uske pair ke bich aa kar fir se chut marne laga par ab to Bhivani bhi 8 inches ka lund ka maza lene lagi aur uske muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi jaise ki koi blue film bana rahi ho.

Avinash bhi ab jhadne ke karib tha. Usne Bhivani ko niche bithaya aur lund uske chehre ke aage kar ke muth mara aur sari lund ki malai ko Bhivani ke muh par chor diya. Bhivani malai ko chatne lagi aur apne face par masalne lagi aur kuch ko apne boobs par bhi masla.

Avinash ne puri raat aur 3 baar Bhivani ko choda aur puri raat dono aise chipak kar sote rahe mano ki Bhivani apne pati ke saath hi hai. Subhe uthi to Bhivani ke paas koi nahi tha aur usko ab hosh aaya ki woh chud gayi hai woh bhi apne hi choti bahan ke pati se.

Bhivani ko jara sa bhi ye pata nahi tha ki woh ek bhoot se chudi thi woh bhi aankhon se sammohan ho kar. Bhivani apne ko dekhti hai ki uske saath bahut jor dar chudai hui hai, aur chut ki cheed to aise khul chuki hai jaise ki 2 lund ek saath andar chala jaye.

Wo jab uthne lagi to uska badan bhi Diksha ke jaise hi tut raha tha aur fir sochi ki Sanjay ne hi usko choda hai aur Diksha ki kismat ke bare mein soch kar boli ki kya mast kismat hai uski choti bahan ki jo itna chodu aur bade lund wala pati mila hai.

Kaas usko bhi aisa pati milta to usko dusre se social network par sex chat nahi karni padti aur na hi aaj jo huwa ki kisi aur se woh chud gayi ye hota.

Sanjay ki awaaz aati hai bahar room se aur Bhivani bahar chali jati hai aur dono ki jaise hi aankh milti hai dono najar jhuka lete hai.

Sanjay to us baat se najar jhuka leta hai ki usne raat ko Bhivani ko pakad to liya par chod nahi paya, aur Bhivani is baat se ki woh apni choti bahan ke pati se kese ye sab kar bethi.

Sanjay to chala gaya apne kaam par aur dono bahan hasi mazak karne lagi aur sex ki baat hone lagi to Diksha ne bhi yehi kaha ki Sanjay puri puri raat chodne lagta hai, hota hi nahi hai inka jitna bhi chudai karte hai aur jyada chahiye hota hai.

Ye baat to pichli raat ko Bhivani ko bhi pata chal chuki thi ki kese ab uski chut ki ched badi ho kar fail chuki hai.

Bhivani ne Diksha aur khud ke liye khana banaya aur dono aaram karne lagi.

Aaj us pipal ke ped par Avinash se fir Sanjay ne bola ki woh to kuch kar hi nahi paya Bhivani ke saath. To Avinash ne kaha ki Bhivani ek pabitra aurat hai aur isliye aisa huwa, saath hi uski biwi Diksha ke puja path ke karan bhi.

Avinash ne kaha ki Bhivani ko chodne ka ek hi raasta hai aur woh hai ki woh khud bole tumhe sex ke liye.

Sanjay ne kaha ki woh aisa nahi bolegi.

Avinash ne kaha ki bol degi par usko bhi ek ladki chahiye jiske sath woh sex kar sake. Aaj tak usne kabhi sex nahi kia hai kyu ki woh jawani mein hi mar gaya tha. Aur ab ek ladki ka intejam karo mere liye nahi to jo bhi ab tak tumhare paas hai ye bhi chala jayga.

Sanjay ko ab kuch samaj nahi aaya aur woh chup ho kar ghar chala gaya aur raat ko fir Bhivani ke saath baat karne laga, uske jism ko niharne laga. Bhivani bhi dekh rahi thi ki Sanjay apni gandi najar se usko dekh raha hai mano ki najar se chod dega.

Bhivani ki chut gili hone lagi ye sab soch kar hi aur woh bathroom ja kar chut mein ungli daal kar hilane lagi. Par aaj to ungli se kuch bhi nahi ho pa raha tha kyu ki chut itni khul chuki thi ki ab chut ki khujli lund hi mita sakta tha.

Bhivani fir wapas room par aai aur sochne lagi ki Sanjay aayaga jarur aur fir se uske saath woh chudai karega. Bhivani intzaar mein thi apni chudai ki.

Sanjay ke maan mein bhi ye hi tha ki Bhivani jesi maal dusre kamre mein hai aur woh lund hila raha hai uske naam ki par chod nahi pa raha.

Fir Avinash ne jo kaha uske bare mein sochne laga ki ladki kese aur kaha se layga woh. Sanjay Diksha ko pakad kar bola ki aaj bahut maan hai chudai karni hai.

Diksha ne bhi ha mein sarr hila diya aur boli ki bahut dino se tadap rahe ho na, aap ko main chut nahi de pai kyu ki main bimar hu. Par ab main thori thik ho rahi hu aap ko aaj mana nahi karungi.

Diksha aur Sanjay dono lipkiss karne lage aur jaldi hi dono nange ho kar ek dusre ke saath chudai karne lage. Diksha bhi bahut dino mein chud rahi thi to usko bhi maza aa raha tha par aaj woh wali baat nahi dekhi usko jab puri puri raat chudai ho rahi thi uski.

Akhir woh chudai to Avinash ka bhoot karta tha to usko woh wali baat kaha se dikhe. Sanjay Diksha ko pyar se chod kar so gaya.

Avinash aaj fir se Bhivani ke room mein chala gaya aur Bhivani ko to ye pata hi tha ki ye hone wala hai ki Sanjay aayga par usko ye nahi pata tha ki ye Sanjay nahi ek bhoot hai aur pichli raat usne jiske saath sambandh banaya tha woh hi ye bhoot hai.

Bhivani bilkul chup ho kar sone ka natak karne lagi aur idhar andhere mein Avinash ka bhoot fir se Bhivani ke bagal par let gaya aur uski nighty chuttad ke upar utha di. Avinash ne apna muh ghusa kar Bhivani ki gaand ki ched mein jeebh daal kar chatne laga.

Achanak se Bhivani ne kaha ki aa gaye aap, raha nahi gaya na mere bina, kal raat ko itna kar ke bhi maan nahi bhara na aap ka, sach batao aap ko sharam nahi aai ki aap apni biwi ki badi bahan se aise sex karte ho. Aur woh bhi aap se main 5 saal badi hu fir bhi na.

Avinash bhoot kuch nahi bola aur gaand ka maza lene laga, Bhivani bhi apni gaand ko Abhinash ke muh mein ragarne lagi. 10 minutes tak gaand chat kar ungli daal di gaand mein.

Avinash gaand mein ungli karta aur fir us ungli mein lagi latrine ko chat leta aise hi 7 se 8 baar kia aur fir usne isbaar gaand mein ungli dali aur bahar kar ke Bhivani ke muh mein de diya.

Bhivani ko ek dam se vomiting jesa ho gaya jaise hi woh latrine ki gandh us ungli mein mehsoos ki jis ungli ko usne apne muh mein liya tha.

Aaj khud ki latrine ki gandh aur gaand mein ghusi hui ungli ko khud hi chus gayi thi woh.

Avinash fir Bhivani ko doggy position mein kia aur uski badi gaand ko fir se lalach bhari najron se dekhne laga. Avinash ne apna lund ko gaand ki ched par rakha. Bhivani uchal kar dusri taraf beth gayi aur boli ki pagal ho kya.

Bhivani: main gaand mein bilkul nahi lungi ye musal lund ko, chut ka to bhurta bana dala tha kal is musal lund ne aur aaj main kya pagal hu jo isko gaand mein lungi. Aur aise bhi ye bilkul nahi jaygaa andar meri choti si gaand mein.

Avinash ke bhoot ko to kisi bhi haal mein Bhivani ki gaand marni thi aur ab usne Bhivani ko aur thora garam karne ki sochi.

Avinash ne Bhivani ko sofe mein bitha diya aur puri nangi kar ke uske godi mein let gaya, Bhivani ke boobs uske muh ke samne the Avinash unhe khub zor-zor se kat kar chusne laga. Bhivani ke boobs ko apne hathon se pakad kar usko teji se dabane laga.

Bhivani: “Ahh, please aram se karo. Apka haath bahut kathor hai.”

Avinash ne Bhivani ke boobs chus chus kar laal kar diya. Itni love bites ho gaye uske sharir par ki chupane ke liye use burqa pehenna padega. Bhivani ki chut pani pe pani chod rahi thi.

Bhivani andhere mein Avinash ke baalon ko ek haath se sahla rahi thi aur dusre se lund ko.

Bhivani lund ko pakad kar muth maarne lagi aur sochne lagi ki itna mast mota lund hai inka aur ye sochte huwe fir se chut pani chorne lagi. Avinash ek boobs ko chusta to dusre ko masal kar rakh deta aur nipple ko ungliyon ke bich le kar daba deta.

Bhivani ke muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi Avinash uske ek boobs ko khaa raha tha. Uski nipple munh mein jaa rahi thi. Avinash baar baar uper niche charon taraf se boobs ko chus aur chat raha tha. Fir dusre boobs ke saath bhi aisa hi karta.

Uske mote mote gore boobs chusne mein koi kasar baki nahi thi woh pura maza le raha tha. Bhivani bhi aise chusa rahi thi ki koi bache ko dudh pila rahi ho. Wo bhi sexy aawaz nikal kar Avinash ka mood aur bana rahi thi uuunnnhhh aaa aahh uunnhh mere raja aahhh..

Avinash fir niche khada ho gaya aur uske dono boobs ki darar mein lund rakh diya. Bhivani ne dono haathon se dono boobs ko pakad kar paas paas kar liye. Avinash fir uske gore aur naram boobs ke beech lund rakh kar shot marne laga.

Bhivani ke boobs ko shot marte huye maza aa raha tha. Lund boobs ke bich upar niche ho kar ghis raha tha aur Bhivani ke honthon tak pohoch rahe the.

Avinash ne apne dono haath Bhivani ke kandhe par rakh diye aur Bhivani ke boobs ke beech maze le raha tha. Boobs ko skin itni jyadaa soft thi ki boobs chodne mein bahut hi jyada maza aane laga.

Bhivani: aaahh mast hai, kya lag raha hai, maza aagaya, lund boobs ke beech mast lag raha hai..Aaahhh garam lund..Aaahhh…Aaahhh ye..Dekho kaise mast ho gya hai lund…Aaaahhh… Aaahh raja…Aaahhh aaram se maze lo…

Bhivani boobs ko lund par aur zor se daba di aur boobs ko lund par aage piche karne lagi aur bolne lagi mujhe bhi mast lag raha hai aahhh ufff aah kya maza aa raha hai.

Aaj Avinash bhoot kuch bol nahi raha tha sirf sex ka maza le raha tha kyu ki aaj Sanjay ki body uske paas nahi thi aaj uska bhoot hi tha jo Bhivani ko ye maza de raha tha.

Bhivani: aaahhh ab to aap mujhe apni dusri wife samjho, aahhh aap ko pakar meri pyaas bujh gayi hai aahhh ab to aap hi chodoge meri chut.

Aaahh dekho lund boobs ke beech aa kar kitna bada ho gya hai aahh chut mein bhi aise hi hota hoga oh yes ohhh aahhh. Tabhi to itna maza aata hai dekho kitna tight hai ye aahhhh.

Bhivani: Mujhe maza aa raha hai….Uuuuueeee maa aaahhh yaarr lund boobs ke beech mein hai aur chut bhi gili ho gayi meri aahhh.. Ab to main aap ki parmanent biwi ban gayi hu…Aaahhhh….Aaahhh…

Bhivani ko ab laga ki Avinash ka lund jhadne wala hai to woh boli ki ab kya boobs par hi nikal doge kya. Mujhe chut mein bhi chahiye. Agar boobs par hi nikal diya to chut pyasi reh jayegi.

Avinash ka bhoot samaj gaya ki ab Bhivani garam ho chuki hai aur control se bahar ho gayi hai, uski chut lund maang rahi hai aur usme khujli ho rahi hai. Avinash ne fir se Bhivani ko sofe se niche utara aur usko sofe mein jhuka kar chuttad par do thappad laga diya.

Avinash ne socha ki ab wakt aa gaya hai ki Bhivani ki gaand mari jaye aur woh chut par ungli lagaya aur Bhivani ne socha ki chut chodne ja raha hai isliye usne gaand dhili chor rakhi thi aur Avinash bhoot ka lund gaand ki ched ke aage tha.

Avinash ne Bhivani ki patli kamar ko pakad liya aur ek jor ka jhatka laga diya gaand mein aur jhatke ke saath hi gaand ke ched par lund jaa ghusa.

Bhivani kamar ko upar niche karne lagi aur jhatke se uske pair kaamp ne lage, woh niche girne lagi ki Avinash ke bhoot ne usko pakad liya aur fir ek aur jhatka de diya gaand mein.

Lund aadhe se jyada gaand mein ja chuka tha Bhivani ki muh se awaaz tak aani band ho gayi thi uski saansen zor se chalne lagi aur pasine se woh gili ho chuki thi.

Avinash ne socha ki ab agar ruk gaya to Bhivani gaand marne nahi degi isliye usne ab dhire dhire gaand marna suru kar diya aur lund badi muskil se gaand mein aage piche ho raha tha.

Bhivani ne fir apna haath piche kia aur Avinash ko dhakka lagane lagi par usne aur raftaar badha di aur gaand mein pura 8 inches ka lund utar diya.

Kamre mein thap-thap ki awaaz aane lagti jaise hi Bhivani ke chuttad Avinash ke jaangh se takrate.

Avinash ne dekha ki Bhivani ki mast gaand uski taraf uthi hui thi aur ab aur asani se lund gaand mein jane laga. Avinash us se chipak gaya aur usko bahon mein bhar liya, ek haath se uske boobs maslne laga.

Avinash ab Bhivani ko khada kar ke khud se chipka liya aur dono haathon mein uske boobs ko le kar dabane laga aur gaand mein shot maarte ja raha tha.

Bhivani gahari dard mein thi aur behos ki jaise ho rahi thi woh.

Avinash gaand chodte huwe boobs ko haathon mein leker apna maza duguna kar chuka tha. Is baar Avinash ne Bhivani ko zamin mein ghodi sa jhuka diya taki uski gaand marne mein jyadaa maza aaye.

Uski mast chuttad se body touch hone lagi. Gaand marne mein aur jayada maza aane laga kyun ki uske mast chuttad bhi maza dene lage.

Avinash Bhivani ki gaand kaafi der se maar raha tha aur ab woh aawaz kar rahi thi. Thodi hi der mein woh bhi maza lene lagi aaah aah oh yes.

To be continued.

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I never believed in friends with benefits, but do I still believe in it? I am not sure. But that is what happened to me, Divya, which I had never imagined or dreamed of. Every couple is different in their own way and has different kinds of marriage styles in their comfort zones.

Mine was an arranged marriage, which happened in the old conservative way. I was always screaming no to this marriage, but I was never given a choice; it was all decided for me. I was a girl who always wanted to live her life on her own terms and be free as a bird who could make her own decisions.

But I was emotionally tied up. I had to go with the flow in a boring, no-commitment marriage with a sleep divorce. We are a group of friends, 4 couples getting together now and then, playing poker and going on seasonal trips. After many of our trips, we all became close.

Earlier, no one bothered to check on me about anything. But now messages started to come on my phone to check on me, now and then. This friend, Aditya, was checking on me when I was in COVID quarantine alone. It felt so good to see someone caring for me.

Instantly, Aditya and I became good friends. We used to talk for hours about our other friends and how crazy they are. We both started to like each other’s company with sarcastic jokes and pulling each other’s legs. We never realised it used to be hours we spoke, how the time flies, we never know.

I used to be at peace and calm whenever I talked to him. It made me more attracted to him. It was an innocent friendship at the beginning. Slowly, we started to share our personal marital problems and frustrations. I had to tell him that I had not had sex for many years.

Aditya was asking women’s perspectives on some of his questions to deal with his own confusion. One week, I visited my relative’s home in another state, and he had his wife go away too; he was all alone at home. One night, we started chatting casually, and somehow our conversations became a little personal.

Aditya was talking about masturbation, and it had been many days since he did it, as there was no time at all. I happen to tell him that it’s been years since I had an orgasm, I never did masturbation as it didn’t work for me, I enjoy skin-to-skin sex than masturbation.

We happened to discuss how we both like having sex, or how we dream of having to. I happened to tell him a long list and called it a whole package, like every girl likes to. He too told a series of events he wants to do one by one to finish sex.

I told Aditya that I love to have my whole package with a guy I get a crush on. Just a fantasy for me to do it at least once in my life, like a bucket list. The entire night, we spoke about our experiences. I told him it was not good for me, and it also lasted just one to two years of my messed-up marriage.

It’s been long both Aditya and I had a good time in our respective marriages, which is what I understood out of our discussions. With all the personal talks, I felt so wet down there. It’s been years since I got that feeling, and a pull started. I felt like I needed a good finish sex with a good orgasm.

When I returned home, Aditya and I decided to have lunch at a restaurant on a weekday, and we spoke about our conversations and cleared things up. While leaving, I didn’t know why I felt like hugging him, so I asked Aditya if I could hug him. He hugged me from the side, as a friendly hug.

But I gave him a full hug from the front. He felt uncomfortable. After going home, I asked him, Why was it uncomfortable for him, he told me he wore night pants, and he had a hard-on when I hugged him, and he felt like I might feel him on my thighs.

I had a shiver in my body, it’s been years since I made a guy get a hard on me, it felt good. From then on, we started to meet very frequently, and I happened to hug Aditya every time we met. It was so comforting when I hugged him.

Whenever I used to hug Aditya after office hours, I liked how his shirt smelled. Whenever I feel low, I used to give a tight hug. He was my comfort blanket all the time. I used to talk to him about everything: my career, my marriage, my health, everything. He became so close to me.

Aditya has become part of my day-to-day life now, and I have nothing to hide from him. One day, we went to the New York offices together. My office is just a train ride away from where he works. He said he would take me to a place in the evening after office hours.

In the evening, Aditya took me to an old classic Soda pop shop, which I remember telling him and my group of friends about a month ago, that it is good. I am interested in going. It felt so personal that he remembered and took me there.

After the soda shop, he proposed an idea to go to a Love store. He wanted to gift me a sex toy. When I asked him why, he said, as it’s been ages, I got a proper orgasm, maybe a sex toy can help me to give me a finish. After I gave it some thought, I told him it would be inappropriate if he bought me a toy.

I could buy it myself if he accompanied me there. So we did go to a store, and we both are embarrassed and shy enough to look at each other. Meanwhile, I took all the courage. I asked the shopkeeper to suggest a good vibrator for me. She looked at both of us and thought we were a couple.

She asked us if we were using condoms. It felt a little uncomfortable between us, but I told her we are just friends. I got one toy for myself. We started meeting for breakfast now and then.

One day, when I hugged him while leaving, he was intensely holding me with a moan. His hands were moving around my back. Aditya touched me with a feel on my neck, and later he apologised for his behaviour. I said it’s fine, and I apologised to him.

If I am misleading our friendship with physical touch, such as hugs. I have invited him over to my house for breakfast once, when I am alone at home. After our breakfast, I hugged him as usual, but I felt his beard and face slowly touching my neck. I felt a shiver down my spine at that moment.

The next day, one night he met me in a dark parking lot, I was hugging me and telling him about my day, suddenly he looked at me and he came closer to me and kissed me. That was our first kiss, which I was not prepared for. It was a good kiss from him, but I couldn’t do much except be in shock.

Aditya has apologised a lot to me for his first kiss. I felt it was amazing on my lips. I felt embarrassed that I didn’t reciprocate the kiss in a good way. I wanted to give him a proper kiss in a closed space. A closed space hug and some alone time is what Aditya and I planned to do, just him and me.

A vent out of what is there in my mind, a friend who is giving me a shoulder to release my heaviness from my heart. It was hidden all these days, with no friend or family to share with. A day in New York is what we planned together.

Roaming on the New York streets, getting on to subways, trying new restaurants, and booking a closed-space hotel room. The day came in October, the weather was so crisp, not so cold for layers, not too hot for T-shirts. It was so perfect.

We started early in the morning. Parking my car in the train station and getting into Aditya’s car, we planned to drive to the Hudson River and park there. Then take a train to the destination. I was a bit nervous all along the journey. This was my first time going out with a friend for the entire day.

I was excited and nervous at the same time. I was not sure what he was feeling all along with this plan. Aditya saw me nervous in the car, he touched my hands slowly and held them. We were moving our fingers smoothly and touching each other’s hands. It was a good feeling.

To me, frankly, it was a huge decision and a risk to go out with a guy on a date. All alone in New York, a girl who could say no to anything. I wanted to feel free for one day and live this day as I wish. It was Aditya’s plan for the day, so I just went along with his plan.

He said, ” Let’s have breakfast on the rooftop of a nice building, he took me in, we got into an elevator and rode to almost the top floor. He told me to close my eyes for a minute, so I did after the elevator ride. He took me into a hallway, closing my eyes.

I could hear the key card and the door opening. He told me to look now, what I saw was an amazing room, with beautiful full-size windows all over the room, from floor to ceiling and with an amazing view of Times Square. He surprised me with a beautiful view room for the day.

The room was so cosy, cold and warm, and looked so romantic. No one gave me such a beautiful surprise until then. I was so happy, and the first thing that came out of my mouth was, Do we have the entire day in this room? It’s so nice. He was standing next to the window and looking at the view.

I wanted to hug him from behind so badly. That room looked so magical, I couldn’t help but hug him and wanted to say thanks beautifully. I asked Aditya to sit on the bed and close his eyes. I went closer to him, held his face with my hands, and gave him a smooth kiss on his lips.

He opened his eyes with surprise and stood up to kiss me back properly. It was a beautiful kiss and the first proper kiss we had. I felt butterflies all over my body when his lips touched mine. I was running my hands through his hair. I love his hair. I felt vibrations all over my body.

His touch on my hips pulled me closer. He turned me to the bedside and tried to put me on the bed, both of us not sure what it was. But we both resisted at once, came back to our normal senses, and then we both talked for some time, looking at the view. We enjoyed the view for some time.

We decided to sit and watch TV and talk for some more time until lunch. We changed into comfortable pyjamas. There was only a single chair in the room, and I decided to sit on the bed, and he took the sofa. We were having a nice time talking and laughing.

Time Square View was straight to the bed, so I asked Aditya to sit on the bed, instead of the couch. He came onto the bed, we sat next to each other, facing the Times Square view, it was so dreamy. The room was a little cold, not sure if it’s because of the shivers I got from his kiss.

I took the comforter and put it on top of me, and asked Aditya if he also needed the blanket. He said no, he doesn’t like bedsheets on him. Earlier in our boundary discussions, He gave me an option to choose one thing that is out of our boundary list.

I was so excited to ask him one, I felt so cosy inside the comforter, and asked him if we could cuddle inside the comforter. He did say yes, and we both lay down and turned facing each other, and I hugged him so tight. It was so good, I could hear his heart beating faster.

I understood if I made him feel uncomfortable. I loosened my grip a little and gave Aditya some space, but I felt his hands on my hips. I have put my hands on his head and pulled him closer. We kissed again passionately. This time, it was so hot that I could feel something happening down there.

We kissed for more minutes this time. Aditya’s lips were so smooth and pink and tempting, I couldn’t resist the cosy cuddles and passionate kiss, a very amazing room playing its magic. With the kiss, now both of our hands were on each other, pulling each other close.

Our hands are moving all over our backs, me, as usual, running my hands in his hair. Aditya smelled so good, I badly wanted to put all his weight on me. I was about to ask him to lie on top of me for a hug. But immediately, to my surprise, he asked me to come on top of him.

We still have our clothes on, he asked me to sit on him, and hug him. I did go on top of him, he was a perfectly sized man, I could sit comfortably with my knees touching the bed, and now is the troubling part, I could feel his bulge on me, my heart started racing fast, it was a nice feeling.

My lower part touching his bulge, I wasn’t sure how to express that to him, so I leaned on him and hugged him for some time. We kissed again, and I am still on top of him, feeling his bulge. I wasn’t sure how he was feeling now. I could hear his heart pounding hard.

I sensed that he was also a little bit nervous. It was cute to see him feel like that. He finally asked me to move my lower hips, rubbing on his bulge, without removing our clothes. I wanted to, too, so I started to move my hips like I was riding him like a cowgirl.

I slowly moved my hips, and now I moved them faster. I could feel his bulge getting bigger in his night pants. It was so tempting that I wanted to feel it skin to skin, but I resisted. I touched his pants, trying to remove them.

Again, I controlled myself, having both a scary feeling and excitement to touch them both at once. His hands suddenly touched my bare skin. Aditya had put his hands inside my T-shirt. His hands were so cold touching my skin, and then he removed them, saying Sorry, I touched you without your permission.

I took his hands and put them on my back myself, making him understand that I am fine with his hands on my bare skin. He slowly moved his hands onto my ass and spanked me lightly. He said sorry again. I did not know how to make him understand that I liked him touching me like that.

My entire body was shivering a little. On the back of my head, I was scared that something would happen in the next hour, if any of us might lose control. I told him that he can touch me on my bare skin, then He slowly removed his T-shirt as an approval that I too can touch him.

I was still on top of him, and now my hands are again moving on to his pants. He suddenly pushed me down on the bed. I was a bit scared of what he would do now. He slowly put his hands on my pants. He did not remove my clothes.

He put his 2 fingers on my underwear and started rubbing on my pants, touching my pussy. It felt so good, after years, I have been touched there, it’s a different feeling which I cannot express in words, except for moaning. I started moaning, and he liked it.

So, he got excited and increased the speed, and I started screaming with pleasure. I started shouting his name, not bothering if I could be heard. I was lost in my own world; he was doing such a good job of waking me up with orgasm. I did have an amazing orgasm after many years.

This was all with my pants on. Imagine what else he could do without my pants. He again put his hands inside my T-shirt. We hugged closer and kissed again passionately, like we both wanted to have sex. But we don’t know how to start having that conversation.

We both promised that we won’t involve private parts today, and we would be friends. It was noon by then. We decided to dress up and go out for lunch. Lunch was a surprise; I had booked a Michelin-starred restaurant. We started for the destination.

We had to take a subway on the way. He walked with me, holding my hands, while crossing the road; he took care of me, which felt very nice. It was a good feeling that I had never had. It was a 4-course meal. I took a promise from him that he would try a cocktail for the first time, as he doesn’t drink.

I wanted to make him try one. We tried, but he did not like the taste. But we had a good amount of food, and when we were having our lunch, he started a conversation, which turned everything that day. He liked the way I was moaning and enjoying having an orgasm.

He wanted to have me have some more of it, and probably for him too. We both discussed that we crossed a line there, and apologised, thinking it was our own mistake. But we both did not trust each other after what happened before lunch. We still had our clothes on, except for his T-shirt coming off.

For such a good magical room, us keeping the clothes and not doing anything was a good controlling behaviour on both of our parts. Ha ha. After all this, my only thought was, are we doing something more after lunch? How are we dealing with the orgasm part I had before lunch?

It was not all expected, but amazing. I was confused about how to start the conversation, to know how he is feeling about all this. If he is ok with what happened, or if he needs something more. To my surprise, he brought up the topic of going to the pharmacy and getting protection.

I was spellbound and asked him why. He told me, “I don’t trust each other at this point. It’s not for us to do it, but what if we lose control after our lunch?” What he told me made sense, because once I had that amazing orgasm, my body was screaming for more.

Once he brought up the topic of pharmacy, I felt that he was completely fine with having things go further. I felt like it was a green signal from his side. I know he gave me access to him for that day. But we never discussed about having whole package sex.

But I wanted to discuss something with him before things go further. Again, we are still not sure that we will take things forward; it was just for a precaution in case things go out of our hands. We both did not have sex for a long time, me for years.

I always had this low self-esteem. Maybe I am not good at sex, or my body is already shut down. I am scared that if I cannot perform well, what if he doesn’t like my body or have sex with me? I wanted to tell him that it’s been years, so I’m scared that it will be painful.

I never had a smooth, loving sex before. So, I wanted to tell him to be gentle with me, if we want to have it at all. I spoke about it all the way back to pharmacy, and he understood me. He said, “I won’t force it on you, if you don’t want, let’s not do it, it’s just for a precaution, just to be safe.”

He said we’ll buy condoms and also a pill. I did not understand why there was a need for both, but I said yes. I did not have the guts to tell him that I do not like condoms. I am fine with the pill. He wanted to be extra careful. I liked it, though.

Hello Everyone,

Harddick here with the next part of my story. In the previous part, we saw how Sree introduced me to her whore mother as my birthday gift. Both mother and daughter soaked my dick in their wet pussies, and proposed to me for marriage. Now let’s see further.

The medicine effect was still there. So even after fucking them for the entire night, I was hard after I woke up. I found Sujata naked and ready to fuck in the kitchen. That medicine kept me hard for a long time with a lot of energy, and we all had a threesome again.

Both mother and daughter were naked the entire time. I fucked Sujata more than Sree, as she was busy setting up the plan to make my mother a slut. Sujata was hornier than her daughter and had amazing fucking skills. She drained my balls in her wet pussy. I loved fucking her more.

When we were done, all of us poured ourselves a drink, and we were sitting naked. Sree made a plan on how to make her slutty.

Now, let me describe my mother to you. Her name is Aparna. She is 53, a trendy woman who would wear leggings with high-cut kurtas, long gowns, but all fully covered, no cleavage show, no sleeveless, etc. I only realised how busty she was when Sree changed her, but she had great breasts.

She was 38D-34-38 with nice tits and a round ass. If I had to compare her, she had a body like Camilla, the porn actress. She had a little tummy and fat in the right places. But neither her ass nor her legs had lost skin. She had a kitty group, quite a social circle, and was tense about my marriage.

I introduced her to Sree as my senior and colleague who stayed in a different city and was here for the project. At first, this helped me be away at Sree’s place to fuck her and Sujata. After work, I would go every day and fuck both women. She started giving me some powder every day, which kept me going.

Sree would come home on the pretext of having dinner. She would praise my mother’s beauty, call her a model and get along very well with my mother. Her tops showed ample cleavage, and sometimes the skirts were mid-thigh only. But my mother was getting used to it.

Sujata gave me some powder and asked me to mix it in Mom’s food. I started adding it to her chamomile tea, which she drank at night. A month later, Sree asked my Mom if she could stay with us. She had to be here for a long time now and did not want to stay alone in another apartment, and my mother agreed.

Now I rented a 2BHK flat, so she and Mom slept in one room on one bed, and I slept in another. Sometimes in the night, we would sneak and have a quickie after Mom had slept. At first, she slept in her pyjamas and tops, with a bra, and she would be uncomfortable.

For a girl who sleeps naked every day, now this was a big change. After a week, my mother understood and asked her to wear anything comfortable that she liked. She was as if waiting for it, and she stripped naked in front of Mom. She wore a gown dress that came to her thighs.

She let Mom look at her curves, bust, and round ass in the thongs purposely.

Mom: “Tera figure kafi achcha hai. Mera bhi aise hi hua karta tha. Menopause ke baad kharab hua.” (Your figure is too nice, mine used to be like this. It got bad after menopause.)

Sree: “Kisne Bola kharab hai? Are apka figure to itna sexy hai, ke mardo ke khade ho jaayenge. Aapne thoda dressing style change kar liya toh aj bhi kitne aadmi mar mitenge.”

(Who said it’s gone bad? It is still hot so that it will raise dicks. If you change your dressing style to modern, a lot of men will fall for you.)

She acknowledged it. She even said that a lot of men tried to hit on her, all these years, but society would have called her a whore, so she got into these ways. Sree had a good talk with her and convinced her to try. That night, she hugged her and slept, letting her boobs touch Mum.

The next day, she took her to Lingerie shopping and made her try some padded bras and thongs. Since she was a bit shy to open the door, she went into the same change room. She picked some for her, too, and got some push-ups for Mom.

Now both were in the same changing room, with my mother naked, flaunting her big melons and round ass in the thongs. She made her try the front-opening push-up, and then those boobs looked so hot. Sree was herself in just her panties, about to try the bra for her.

She made her try the kurta over this, and my mother’s figure looked hot, with that round ass in the leggings. When she was trying on another, Sree purposely went behind Mom, held her boobs and praised her on how big they were.

Sree: “Wow, aunty kya size hai inka? And abhi bhi bhare hue hai. Is bra mein kitne hot lag rahe hai, and Dekho yeh panty mein kya sexy dikh raha. Mard kya idhar main bhi geeli hogayi.”

(Wow, aunty, you look so hot in those. They are so big and healthy. Forget men, even I am wet down there now.)

She kept mauling her boobs, and felt the skin on her neck and kissed it. Mom was getting hot. Sree stopped at that. Mom looked disappointed and went on to change. But she pulled the tissues out, peeled her panties off and wiped her wet pussy in front of Mom.

She made her eyes big, and Sree gave the expression I told you so. Then even mum asked her for one, and now two busty females were naked, wiping their wet pussies. But this incident had opened them up. They bought those. Sree took her to another store.

She insisted that she buy some satin nighties that showed some cleavage. Mum was hesitant but horny as well, so watching herself in that, she bought it. Mom took out the topic of my marriage in front of her. That is when Sree confessed that she liked me, so she took this assignment and asked to stay with us.

My mother asked her about her family members. Sree just talked about her mother, who works for some big people, not exactly what work and stays alone, etc. That night, they were on the bed in their nighties. Both were naked inside and talking.

Sree: “Aapka beta jaroorat se jyaada seedha hain. Uske liye main cleavage dikhati hu, line marti hu par who dekhta nahi.”(Your son is too simple. I am exposing so much in front of him, and he doesn’t even acknowledge)

Mom: “Woh seedha lagta hai, but tharki bhi hai utna, Maine dekha hai Use aise bade ball wali ladkiyon ke porn dekhte hue. Bohat dekhta hai woh, aur hilata hai. Roj uske chaddi mein gira hota hai. Woh bhi manglik hai, aur mere jaise horny hai. Shayad itne se kaam nahi chalega, usko thoda aur rijha. Abhi toh gharpe hi hai tu.”

(He looks like a good boy, but he is a pervert. I have seen him watch busty milf porn and found cum on his shorts every other day. He is as horny as I am. I think you will need to lure him more. Now you spend so much time together.)

Sree:” Aap jaisa?” (Like you?)

Mom: “Haan, main bhi bahut horny thi. Iska baap aur hum pehle ek room kitchen mein rehte the, poore family ke saath. Usmein khatiya ke neeche chodta tha. Mujhe pata nahi, lekin usse logon ke saamne chudna mujhe maza lagta tha. Par fir yeh hone ke baad unhone kam kar diya. Meri bhookh jyaada thi, aag lagti rehti mere andar, toh fir jhagde hone lagte. Aur ek baar bazaar mein mera purana aashiq mil gaya. Baatein hui, aur karte karte dukaan ka shutter band ho gaya. Usne mujhe nanga karke choda aur aag bujhayi. Us din ke baad woh roj dupahar ko chodta tha. Achha chala, hamara 3 mahina hua, par fir mere devar ne ek din mujhe dekh liya aur ghar pe bataya. Toh mere pati ne mujhe nikaal diya. Fir maine hi ise bada kiya hai.

(Yes, I was horny too. His father and I stayed in a 1RK flat. And he would fuck me in the same room under the bed. I felt kinky and loved it. But then after he was born, he got busier earning, and sex was not happening. Once in the market, I found my old lover, and the talk led to sex. Since then, I fucked with him every day for 3 months. But one fine day, my younger brother-in-law saw me and told my husband. He left me afterwards and I brought him up myself.)

Sree: “Aap Shaadi ke waqt virgin Nahi the?” (So you were not a virgin at the time of your marriage?)

M: “No, maine 19 Saal ki age main seal tudwayi thi, Osman se. Bohat damdaar chodta tha woh. But fir meri bua ne humein pakad liya aur meri turant shaadi karwa di. Kyu tu virgin hai?”

(No, I wasn’t. I lost it at 19 to Osman, who fucked me like a bull. But my aunt caught us and got me married. You are also not a virgin, no.”

Sree: “Nahi, main divorcee hun. Mera pati gay nikala. Lekin mere uske pehle bhi 2-3 girlfriends the. Jab malum pada gay hai toh divorce liya maine. Aur aapko pata hai, main media industry mein hun, is post mein aane ke liye mujhe bhi compromise karna padta hai.”

(No, I am divorced as my husband was gay. I had 2-3 bfs before him. And to get to this position also, I had to sleep my way through it.)

I thought that listening to this, my Mom would dislike her. But she sympathised with her. But Sree held on to the qué and again brought her back to the topic of sex.

Sree: “Toh aapne dusri shaadi kyun nahi ki? Ya fir Osman se chhodna jaari rakhti. Itne saalon se kaise bin lund ke rahi aap? Mujhe pata hai, 4 saal se main kaise ungli se kaam chala rahi hoon. Aaj bhi kitni geeli hogayi thi aap? Itni maal ho aap ke, aaj bhi logo ke khade ho jaayenge.”

(Then why didn’t you get married again? Or you should have continued fucking with Osman. How did you manage all these years? Getting through these 4 years was so difficult for me. Your pussy was so wet, too. You need a companion; you are so hot that people will be ready to date you fuck you.

Mom: “Chup, buddhi hogayi main. Yeh koi umar hai sex Karne ki”(Shut up, I am old now. This is not my age to take dicks in me)

Sree:”Kisne Bola Nahi le sakhte. Jab tak chut geeli Hoti hai tab tak lete rehne ka. Trust me, aapse badi aurtein hai, Jo hafte main do teen Baar sex karti hai, infact couples bhi hai Jo sex videos banake paise kamate hai.”

(Who said, you can’t fuck? As long as your pussy gets moist, you should keep fucking. There are women older than you who fuck regularly, and there are couples in their 60s who make a living making sex videos.)

She was not able to believe it. So, Sree opened her phone and showed her Camila creampies profile. She saw her naked photos at first and said she. But Sree insisted on showing her. There were shorts in the profile, and they both saw them.

First was her pussy being licked by her old husband, then was her sucking his dick, then was riding him cowboy style. Then came her strip dance in her spaghetti nightie, then came a video of her doing a threesome with her son and his girlfriend. Sree clicked on it.

By now, we were both interested in it. She was dressed in a robe, naked inside, and catches his son and gf having sex and joins them. Now Sree could feel her breathing heavy; she was playing with her own pussy, already. When she looked at mum, she was also rubbing her clit.

Sree looked at her; they both were horny. She moved forward and gave her a peck on the lips. Their eyes met, and then the peck turned into a full-blown liplock.

They both were horny, and in a sideways hug, clinging, with their boobs pressing each other over the gown and lips locked with each other, while their tongues explored. Sree’s hands went inside her gown and were rubbing her thighs, while the other one went from the top and pressed her boobs. Mum got wild, and her hands were inside Sree’s gown and accessing her pussy, rubbing her clit. They both went like two horny bitches, kissing like crazy. Sree pulled her gown up, and pulled it over her head, then she removed hers, and went on Mom, rubbing her nipples with hers, kissing her lips, then ears, neck, then slowly sucking on her right boob while her right hand pressed her left. She bit her, and mum yelped, then she went down kissing her on her stomach, just above her pussy, while lowering her panties, and then putting her tongue on her wet labia.

It ran shivers through her spine, and now Sree dug her tongue and started lapping her pussy hard.’ Slurrp slurrp’. Mom went mad and was pressing her head into it, while one hand pulled her right boobs, and she sucked them herself. She was at the height of pleasure.

In a few minutes, she pressed hard on Sree’s face. Mom was smiling and catching her breath. Sree removed her panties and went into a scissor position, rubbing her clit on mum’s, as she sucked on her boobs. While Mom had her eyes closed and was enjoying the fuck.

In a few minutes, she was ready for another round. Both their pussies were leaking, and they were both in a sitting scissor position now, rubbing each other’s boobs. Sree then made her lick her pussy, and boy, she loved it. She got her licked for a couple of minutes.

Then she made mum go in a 69 position with her, and both were licking each other’s pussy now. This went ok for 10 more minutes, and both the ladies squirted on each other’s faces.

They both lay close to each other and were catching their breath. They washed themselves and went to sleep naked, clinging to each other as lovers. Mum’s boob was in Sree’s mouth, and her hand was on Sree’s pussy.

What happened next, I will tell you in the next part.

Hello guys, hope aap sabhi theek ho.

So ye meri yaha dusri kahani hai. Aap sabhine mere pehle story par bohot sara pyar or DMs kiye hai. Aasha rakhta hu aapko meri ye kahani bhi pasand aayegi.

So ye kahani ek sachchi ghatna par aadharit hai. Ye kahani kuch lagbhag 20-25 dino pehle ki hain jab Mumbai mein barish hone ke vajah se trains kuch 1 ya 2 dino tak bandh thi (Mumbaikars can relate).

So, chaliye, shuru karte hain.

Iss kahani ke main mukhya character hain Nandini. Nandini ek corporate girl hain, jiska age 27 hain or saath hi saath mere society mein rehte hain.

Nandini kaafi fair hain, 5’4 ki height hogi. Figure bhi zabardast – 34 boobs, slim kamar aur mota sa ass. Colony ke har ladke ki fantasy thi wo. Aur sach batau toh main khud bhi hamesha ushe dekhte hi kuch alag feel karta tha. Jab bhi usko one piece mein dekhta, dil seedha niche khinch jaata.

Toh, hua aisa ki ek din barsaat full on chal rahi thi. Main job se wapas aa raha tha aur achanak se barish tej ho gayi. Main ek bus stop ke niche khada ho gaya bheegne se bachne ke liye. Tabhi dekha ki Nandini bhi udhar bhaagti hui aayi, puri bheeg chuki thi. One Piece chipak gayi thi uske body pe… aur bas wahi se kahani shuru hui.

Me – “Arre, tum bhi yahin?!” (maine kaha, thoda surprise hote hue)

Nandini – “Haan yaar… pura din kaam se already thak chuki thi… aur upar se yeh barish. Lagta hain aaj ghar pohchna mushkil hain.” (usne hansi dabate hue kaha; saans phool rahi thi)

Maine usko apna rumaal diya, “Lo, isse chehra toh sukha lo… warna lag raha hain thand pakad logi.”

Main usko dekhta raha ek second ke liye. Phir, casually bola:

Main: “Dekho, yahan khade rehne se toh lagta hain kal subah tak bhi ghar nahi pohch paayenge. Wahan saamne ek restaurant hain, chalna? Kam se kam warm coffee toh mil jaayegi.”

Nandini ne thoda surprise hoke dekha. Phir, smile kiya.

Nandini: “Haan… better hain. Waise bhi, barish rukne ka chance kam hi lag raha hain.”

Restaurant ke andar ghuste hi thodi garam hawa lagi. Dim lights, halki si music chal rahi thi. Dono ek corner wali table pe baithe aur coffee order kar di.

Nandini (sip karte hue): “Pata hain, din bhar office ke baad mujhe lagta hain main bas bhaagti hi jaa rahi hoon.”

Main: “Haan, sabko aisa hi lagta hain. Lekin shayad aise chhote breaks hi asli moments hote hain.”

Nandini (smile karke): “Tum bhi na… barish ke saath philosophical ho gaye.”

Thoda silence hua, sirf baarish ki awaaz aur cups ki clink. Usne phone check kiya, phir bola:

Nandini: “Locals bandh hain. Lagta hain ghar jaana mushkil hain aaj.”

Main: “Haan… ek kaam karte hain… paas mein ek room le lete hain. Safe bhi rahega aur kal subah nikal jaayenge.”

Nandini ne turant dekha, thoda hesitant expression ke saath:

Nandini: “Room?”

Main (calmly): “Bas, barish rukne tak. Tumhare liye bhi easy ho jaayega.”

Wo ek second ke liye chup rahi spoon se cup stir karte hue. Phir slowly bola:

Nandini: “…theek hain. Waise bhi, ghar jaane ka ab chance hi nahi lag raha.”

Restaurant ke bahar abhi bhi barish zor se chal rahi thi. Glass ke through already dikhta tha ki raaste paani se bhar gaye hain.

Main: “Chal, ek chhata toh hain hi mere paas… dono nikal jaate hain.”

Nandini (half laugh karke): “Do bande ek chhata? Ready for the experiment?”

Main (tease karte hue): “Agar tumhe bheegna pasand hain toh experiment cancel bhi ho sakta hain.”

Nandini (smile ke saath): “Nahi, abhi kaafi bheeg liya… chal.”

Dono ek hi umbrella ke neeche nikal gaye. Raaste pe streetlights ki yellow roshni gir rahi thi aur paani ke chhote chhote puddles mein reflection ban raha tha. Baarish ki boonden chhatri ke kapde pe lag rahi thi – ek rhythmic awaaz create kar rahi thi.

Usne thoda paas hokar chalna pada, kyunki chhatri dono ko cover karne mein struggle kar rahi thi. Shoulder-to-shoulder touch hua toh ek second ke liye dono ne awkward smile exchange ki.

Nandini (casual tone): “Mujhe lagta hain Mumbai ki barish sirf humare patience check karti hain.”

Main: “Patience aur… excuses banane ki skill bhi. Dekho, aaj toh tumhe ghar nahi jaana, ye excuse barish ne gift kar diya.”

Nandini (hassi dabaate hue): “Tum khud ko bada witty samajhte ho, na?”

Main: “Nahi… bas tumhari company mein witty ban jaata hoon.”

Thoda walk ke baad ek OYO board dikh gaya; red light glow kar raha tha. Dono wahin ruk gaye.

Main: “Ye theek lag raha hain. Chal, check karte hain.”

Nandini (thoda hesitation ke saath): “Hmm… theek hain.”

Reception pe ek middle-aged aadmi baitha tha, bored expression ke saath. Maine seedha bola:

Main: “Ek room chahiye. Double bed.”

Receptionist ne naam aur ID maange. Dono ne apne ID diye, entry ki gayi. Wo routine tha, lekin Nandini kaafi conscious lag rahi thi.

Lift se upar jaate waqt dono chup rahe. Sirf lift ki ding aur baarish ki awaaz door se aa rahi thi. Dono ke beech mein ek silent tension tha.

Room khulne ke baad, andar ek warm yellow light thi. Double bed neatly arranged, ek chhoti si table, TV, aur ek khidki jisme se barish clearly dikh rahi thi.

Nandini andar aate hi apne sandal nikal kar side mein rakhi aur ek deep breath li.

Nandini: “Finally… thoda relief.”

Main (towel nikalte hue): “Lo, tumhe zyada thand lag rahi hogi. Heater bhi on kar deta hoon.”

Nandini (soft smile ke saath): “Tum kaafi thoughtful ho.”

Wo towel se apne baal sukha rahi thi, aur uske chehre pe ek relaxed expression aa gaya tha. Main ek second ke liye ushe dekhte raha. Phir, turant nazar hata li.

Nandini (notice karte hue, thoda tease karke): “Aise kya dekh rahe ho?”

Main (hassi dabaate hue): “Bas, yeh soch raha tha… ab tum barish wali heroine se shampoo ad wali heroine ban gayi ho.”

Nandini (laugh karte hue): “Tumhe na dialogues likhne ka business start kar lena chahiye.”

Wo bed ke corner pe baith gayi, pair folded karke. Maine side ki chair pull karke baith gaya. Thoda awkward silence tha; phir usne khud hi baat shuru ki.

Nandini (softly): “Sach bolun toh… mujhe thoda ajeeb lag raha tha yahan aane mein.”

Main (calm tone): “Mujhe pata hain. Aur genuine hain feel karna aisa. Lekin tum tension mat lo, tum safe ho.”

Nandini (nazar milate hue): “…thanks. Tumne aaj kaafi comfort diya.”

Room mein ek alag si coziness thi — baarish ki awaaz, heater ki warmth, aur uske saath baithna. Conversation dheere dheere personal hone lagi.

Main: “Tum kabse iss corporate life mein ho?”

Nandini (deep sigh): “Almost 5 saal ho gaye. Kabhi kabhi lagta hain main apna asli version lose kar rahi hoon. Bas kaam, kaam aur kaam.”

Main: “Aur kabhi time nikalti ho apne liye?”

Nandini (halki smile ke saath): “Jab forced break milta hain… jaise aaj.”

Wo baat karte karte thoda relaxed ho gayi thi. Usne apne baalon ko khula chhod diya, aur baat karte waqt aankhon mein directly dekh rahi thi.

Phir ek chhota sa silence hua. Dono ek dusre ko dekh rahe the, aur baahar ki baarish aur tez ho gayi thi.

Nandini (soft voice): “Kabhi kabhi lagta hain… ye unpredictable moments hi sabse yaadgar hote hain.”

Main: “Exactly. Jaise tumne bola tha… bhaag daud mein asli life chhup jaati hain. Shayad yeh moment waise hi hain.”

And then humne TV on kari, and we were watching TV so TV dekhte dekhte hi Nandini so gayi. So, maine TV ko bandh karke I made her lay on the bed and uske upar kambal daldi. And even I went to sleep.

Raat ke takriban 2 baj rahe the jab maine mobile check kiya and washroom ke liye utha. Tab dekha ki Nandini ka crop top chest ke yaha se slip hua hain jaha pe uske nipples toh visible nahi the magar side boob visible tha. Ye dekhke instantly mera khada hua and I was like, ‘Damn… kya chuche hain iske!’

Nandini ekdum deep sleep mein thi and main uske bed ke yaha baith gaya and I was giving them stare and saath hi saath lund ko bhi sehlane laga par tabhi man mein khayala aaya isko chod sakte hain if right way se turn on kiya toh.

And I got up and went behind her back and slept by putting my hand on her and trying to act like I was in deep sleep. And I slowly started caressing her stomach with my fingers. At first there were no expressions or moans but slowly even Nandini started moaning.

Nandini: Ummmmmm… hmmmmmmm… unhnmmmmmmm… hmmmmmmh… jmmmbuhmmmmmmm…

And tabhi mujhe ishara mila ki she is horny….

And jaise hi signal mila, maine mera khada lund uske gand ke taraf le gaya and uspe sehlane laga. Or saath hi saath uske chuchiyo ke beech ungliya ferne laga. Usii ke saath uski siskiya or badne lag gayi or tabhi woh aachanak se mud gayi.

Meri toh halat hi kharab ho gayi. Mereko laga ki, ‘Bas, ab ho gaya.’

But bina deri kiye, usne mujhe chumna chalu kiya itna jorse ki dono ki saase khulne lagi; hum dono ek dusre mein madhosh apni tongue ka use karke pure room ko tongue ke awaz se bhar rahe the.

Poore room mein bas uski or meri awaz, “Ummmm… ohhh… thouooonounmm… unmm… slurp… thuuuu… slurp… thuk…” mil rahi thi or usi ke saath main uske jangho ke beech mera lund masalne laga upar se. Aur woh siskiya dene lagi, “Ohhhh… yesss… ummm….”

Nandini mere kaan mein boli, “Yahi karte rahenge ya makeout bhi karna hain?”

Ye sunte hi maine uske top ek second mein hata diya or uske chuchiyo pe mera muh ragadne laga. Uske bade se 2 nipples mere jeeb ferne lagi jaise ki ice cream hi kha raha tha. Uske nipples or mere thuk milte hi “chopp chappp choppp chappp” awaz aane lagi or main mera lund uski chut pe or zorse masalne laga.

Or phir, towel se uske dono haath bandh diye bed ke corner se or muh ke taraf aake uske muh mein lund ghusa diya. Phir main usko zor zor se jhatke marne laga.

Meri gotiya uske chin pe takra rahi thi or uske aankhein charam sukh ke maare upar jaa rahi thi. Usi ke saath maine ek haath piche karke usko chuttad phelaiyi or ungli karna start kara.

“Chapp… chop… chopp… choppp… chapp… chappp…” chut se awaz aaya; pani banna shuruvaat hui thi par mera lund uske muhhh mein bas ghuste jaa raha tha.

Nandini: Ummm… ummmmm… ummm… unmmmm… ummmm…

Uske aankho se uska mascara ab pighalne laga tha or room mein bas moan bhari aawaze thi, “Ohhh… ohhh… ummm… ummm… ahhh… ohmmm… oummmm…”

Phir, mera lund dheere dheere pani chod raha tha toh use bahar nikalke usko kiss kiya. Dono ka saliva or mera precum mix ho ke kissing ho raha tha. Ab dono or naa sehne ke karan dono ne fatafat kapde nikale or usne mere lund par condom lagaya or jaise hi lagaya, cushion laga ke uske ander daal diya.

Ek hi jhatka marne se zorse ander gaya or dono ke muhh se, “Aahhh” aayi. Or phir main uski chuttad marne laga. Chut marte vakt, woh sirf “ahhh… ohh… yess babyyy… ahhh… ohh… yess… unmm… umm… ahhh… ahh… ohh yesss…..” kar rahi thi.

Boobs pe chata mar raha tha or boobs nichod raha tha. She was moaning as well as crying with satisfaction. Mere gote uske chuttad se takra rahe the, “Ahhhh… ufff…” Kya hi scene tha!

Nandini: Ahhh… oh yess… yess… ahh… ahh… ahh… umm… ohnmm… ahhh… ahhh… Plss chodooo merraaa cheddd… ahhh… ahh… I love you babyy… ahh… ohh yess… dheere dheereeee.

Uski chutt mein se ab dheere dheere pani ka aawaz aa raha tha ‘pachhh pachhh’ ke. Mere har stroke pe ‘pach pachhh pachhh pachhhh’ awaz badne lag gayi.

Maine uski chuttad or phelayi or thuka uspe. Or zor se pelne laga. Usne mujhe chata mara or maine use ghodi banake pela.

Usne kaha…

Nandini: Ahhhh… ahhhh… dheereee… mera nikalne vala… ahhh… ohh yess….

Main: Rukh jaooo… dono ek saath jhadenge….

“Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh… ohh yess…” dono moan kar rahe the or main uski gand pe thukte hue chata mar raha tha.

“Ahh… ohh… yes…” thuk or chata ki combination ne uski gand lal kardi thi.

And Nandini jhad gayi or uska sara ras meri lund pe feel hua.

Phir maine mere liye ek alag way dhunda. Maine uske armpits ke beech lund ko rakha or armpit chodne laga.

“Ahhh… ahh… ahh… ohh yesssss…” jaise hi mera lund aage aata, uske cheeks se takrata or woh kiss karti and aaise main karte raha.

Jhadne ke vakt, maine use kaha…

Main: Nandini, main jhadne vala hu…

Nandini: Ohhh yes, babyyyy… mere boobs pe kardo… maal ko pura khali…

Or zor se maine shots lagaye or maal mera uske armpits se failte uske boobs pe gira and jo ending cum tha usne khud choosliya and hum dono aaise hi bistar par girgaye or kaaf rahe the.

Ufffff… kya hi romanchak barish ka din thaaa.

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While I was passionately kissing her, our tongues dancing with each other, she was moaning softly in my mouth as soon as we started the kiss, which was driving me crazier.

We were so determined that we didn’t waste a minute taking off each other’s clothes. I was sitting just in boxers in no time. I started to take off hers one by one.

I was surprised to see that she was wearing two T-shirts under her dress and a sports bra underneath all of them. To make it look like she was bigger than she actually is. And it was the same under the pants as well. She had two shorts and panties.

I grinned and told her she was perfect just the way she was. So she wouldn’t feel insecure, I started taking off her clothes one by one, being careful not to remove her bra and panties.

Now she was standing in black panties and a sports bra. It was clearly drenched by her juices, and her nipples were poking through her bra. As always, before the action, I took time to devour her beauty with my eyes.

I keenly observed every inch of her shivering body. Her panties were already dripping with juices, and he reassured her again by saying how beautiful she was. She smiled and gave me another intense, teeming kiss as we rolled our tongues crazily in response to my compliments.

Just a little help from her, and I took her bra off quickly as we were kissing passionately.

And with a little help from her, I quickly took her bra by pulling it over her head, tossed it away and continued our passionate kissing.

She felt as light as a feather when I raised her from the couch and made her sit on top of me. My hands were ideal for her waist and stomach, which fit easily in my palm. I softly whispered in her ear:

Me: Honey, your figure is absolutely perfect for me to have fun with and do whatever I want.

As I mentioned, she definitely felt a shiver running down her spine. She smiled and said:

R: I belong completely to you. Treat me as you wish, Rahul, do whatever you want with this tiny body, which belongs to you.

As soon as she was done with her sentence, I shoved her onto the couch, removed her underwear, and climbed on top of her.

I then proceeded to do my thing with her drooling, wet pussy, feeling like a starving dog.

I kept eating her wet pussy nonstop for god knows how many minutes. R’s breathing suddenly changed as soon as I touched her wet fold with my teeth, and she started to scream and moan loudly in reaction to that quick change in pace.

Her entire body smelled like strawberries, so it’s likely that she was using strawberry body lotion. That smell of hers was driving me crazy while I ate her pussy like a maniac.

She, unexpectedly, ejaculated in my mouth more times during that short period of time than any other virgin girl I have had sex with, provided that her pussy was her first time.

Most probably, it is because I gave her a complete oral treatment and didn’t use my fingers. She had three orgasms in two minutes, if I am not mistaken, when I licked, sucked and lightly scratched her pussy with my teeth.

Then, I straightened up, grabbed her as if she were a doll and pulled my boxer down. Gripping her by the waist and quickly putting my dick at her entrance, I told her that everything would be fine and then slowly entered her.

I could feel her legs wrapping around me; her body was all the way back. Her nails were digging into the back of my neck. What felt like blood was slowly dripping down my dick and balls as I thrust inside.

I still can’t believe that I took the virginity of that tiny body in an upstanding position, and for sure it must have pained her like hell.

This little girl was too self-conscious about her body a few weeks ago, but now she’s sitting on my dick with her legs wrapped around me, screaming like her vocal cords could explode any minute.

Up until that point, I had never heard a scream so loud. That must have been awful for a virgin pussy in that small body. Any pussy has never felt so snug around my dick. Before I gradually started to move inside her, I gave her some time to catch her breath.

I slowly started to walk towards my room in that position and continued to fuck her slowly as I walked. The screams grew louder and louder with each step taken.

I knew it was too much pain for her, yet neither of us wanted to stop at that moment. Her cries were allowing me to proceed, and she had her eyes closed tightly the entire time.

I threw her onto the bed as soon as we entered my room, blindfolded her, and hastily tied her up to the ends of the bed so that her arms and legs could spread wide.

I have had a lot of girls tied to my bed like that, but she felt somewhat different, more like a doll lying to get her body violated. As a result, I took hold of her and climbed on top of her before using my teeth to bite her erect nipples as forcefully as possible.

And then I slowly pushed my dick inside her pussy and immediately covered her mouth with mine to silence her screams to some extent. Though my teeth and lips were holding her lips tightly together, anyone outside the house could hear her stiff moans and cries.

I didn’t care to be rough and use force while fucking her tight pussy. And finally, when I came inside her pussy, she had orgasmed nearly five times. After fucking that tiny body as roughly as possible, I lay on top of her and asked in a husky voice –

Me: Do you still think you are not a perfect bitch for any man?

R: (Panting) You made me realise how good a slutty toy I can be.

R: All right, I admit that there were moments when I couldn’t bear the pain, but I also found it enjoyable.

R: Rahul, I never thought that I would lose my virginity like this. I will never regret contacting you because I love this.

Her answer made me laugh. I playfully bit her nipple, then, to make sure, I yelled and gave her a last hard slap. After that, I released her and quickly pulled her onto me like a doll, putting her on top of my dick as I lay on my back.

Without any hesitation, I gripped her by the waist, yanked her hard on my shaft, and unrestrainedly fucked her till I came inside her for the second time rather than allowing her to ride me in that position.

Her screams were louder this time because her mouth was open.

R: (between her moans) It feels like I am floating in mid-air. Damn! Fuck me, Rahul, use me. Fuck me hard!

Though she wasn’t particularly attractive, she made me cum faster than any hot girl ever could.

Afterwards, without wearing any protection, we banged in every stance, and the number is god only knows, in all the corners of my apartment during those two weekends. The sex that I had with her should be one of my best sex experiences.

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“Ah…uh…. amma… yes.”

Geetha kept getting rammed hard by Abbas. He kept on fucking his dream fuck meat, a prize he has been wanting to have for a long time.

“Geetha, you bitch, your pussy is so sexy.”

“Hmm…yes. Keep fucking me.”

“I want to cum deep inside you.”

“Yes, Abbas, please do it.”

“Do you want me to cum inside you?”

“Yes, ah.”

“Here it comes,” Abbas shot his load inside her pussy before falling next to her in bed with his hand on her boob.

Meanwhile, Deepika was turned on by Geetha’s change in character and was now locking lips with Omar.

“Umm… Omar. I want to suck you.”

“Yes, my bitch.”

As he opened the zip, Deepika’s husband called her. Deepu didn’t know what to do.

“Omar, my husband is calling, baby. What should I say?”

“It’s okay. Just answer him.”

As Deepika picked up the call, Omar pushed her down to her knees.

“Hello, Deepu darling. How are you? Are you enjoying?” Govind asked.

“Hi, Govind. Yes, I’m fine,” she said while signalling Omar not to do anything funny.

Omar, however, with a grin, put his huge circumcised cock in front of her face as she spoke to her husband.

“Did you like the gift, Deepu?”

Deepika, with her eyes still on that fantastic cock went with “Yeah, it’s huge… I mean, it’s beautiful”

“I’m glad, Deepu. Anyway, I think you’re having dinner. I can hear you gulping the food.”

“Mmm… huh? Yeah…” Omar’s cock was now in her mouth as her husband was on the phone.

“Okay, let’s speak tomorrow. Bye, Deepu.”

“Mmm… bye.”

“Gluck… gluck… gluck…” As soon as the call was done, Deepika was back to giving a blowjob to her boyfriend Omar.

“What a complete tool, your husband is.”

“Yeah, he’s just too naïve.”

“Such a slutty wife he has, though. Too bad every guy is screwing her.”

“Nah, only you and Abbas.”

“Isn’t it enough to say your husband’s a loser?”

“Hmm… he just can’t get hard enough, and his huge belly fat makes him look too old.”

“Of course, while that loser’s wife is all hot and attractive.”

“Enough of that asshole, Govind Aggarwal, now. I’m here. Deepika Omar Mirza. Take me to your room. Let’s make love today.”

“Sure, baby.” Omar lifted her and took her straight into his room for a night full of sex.

Speaking of sex, Abbas, in the meantime, started playing with Geetha’s boobs again.

“Abbas… started again?”

“Yes, Geetha.”

“But we finished just now.”

“I don’t care. If I want to fuck, I’ll fuck.”

“Then come and fuck me.”

That was the indication for Abbas, and he once again moved close to her lips to kiss. Soon enough, they started chewing each other’s lips while exchanging a lot of saliva.

Geetha has now completely forgotten that she’s someone’s wife and is behaving like a cheap slut to a client. As they drifted from the kiss, they both panted.

“Wow, Geetha, how lovely you kiss.”

“Yeah, thanks. You are no less.”

“Surely, your bald husband won’t get these kisses.”

“Why do you bring up my husband here again and again?”

“Because he’s a loser and I’m going to fuck his property.”

Saying this, Abbas quickly put his dick inside Geetha’s pussy. As he fucked rigorously, Geetha started to feel an orgasm. She’s experiencing in this one day what she hasn’t in 25 years of marriage.

Abbas’s stamina proved that he was a stud. Unlike her husband Ramu, who just fucks her in missionary, Abbas was banging her in new angles. She was getting screwed in doggystyle. A few minutes later, they turned to the spooning position, but Abbas wasn’t stopping.

His circumcised dick was moving in and out of Geetha’s hole with vigour. Her moans reached the peak. She thought how this supposed trip was to be about recreation, but the only recreation was for her pussy.

“Ah… Abbas… how long will you fuck me?”

“Haha…as long as I want, my darling.”

“Uff… don’t you get tired?”

“Not when I’m fucking you for sure.”

“Hmmm…so you love fucking married women, huh? First Deepu, then me.”

“Yeah, I mean, I’m not responsible for the fact that you have pathetic husbands.”

“Uh…Amma, you like degrading my husband, don’t you?”

“Yeah, he’s a bald retard who probably has a tiny cock.”

“Hmm… don’t say like that.”

“He’s just useless. Imagine him working so hard while his wife gets dicked down, haha.”

“Uhhh… ahhhhh… stop enough.”

“Stop? No way, let’s try cowgirl position now, Geetha baby”

By saying, he pulled her closer to him, and she sat on his dick. Her matured, milky body touched his chiselled one, and, in an embrace, he took her into his arms and started chewing her lips.

Geetha responded by positioning her pussy right where Abbas had his dick. Stroke after stroke, Geetha was now embraced in a lip lock again with Abbas. They were in that position for five minutes before Abbas decided to cum inside Geetha again.

“Geetha… you whore, take it.”

“Yes… Abbas… give it to me.”

His cock thundered inside Geetha’s tight pussy, and they lay on each other, completely exhausted. Geetha just had the fuck of her life with someone who keeps insulting her husband.

Meanwhile, Deepika was deepthroating Omar’s gigantic circumcised dick. She is no longer satisfied with just licking it but now wants her saliva on Omar’s cock. As she did, her phone popped a notification from her husband, Govind.

“Darling, what are you doing?” It read.

“Hey, Deepu babe, shall we tell your wimp hubby?”

“No, Omar… stop… he’ll collapse.”

“Like a dog,” Omar laughed loudly. Deepika had a naughty smile as well.

“Let’s play with him. How about we send that pic you took with me in the forest?”

“The one where you held my hips?”

“Yes, that”, Omar said.

“Hehe… I like the idea, Omar.”

“Let’s see what happens,” and sent the pic with a caption, “Enjoyed the day”

After a couple of minutes, when Deepika was busy taking Omar’s cock in her mouth like no tomorrow, Govind simply typed, “Deepu, be careful with these guys. Enjoy, but be wary. They are not good. You know how married women fall into their trap. I know you love me, but watch out”

“Haha, look at this cuck and what he wrote,” Omar read out.

“Trap married women … hahaha.”

“Tell me, Deepu, am I not good?”

“You’re excellent, baby. Now leave him and fuck me.”

“Nah, tell me who’s better, me or Govind?”

“You.”

“Who?”

“You”

“Who?”

“You are better than my piece of shit husband,” Deepu exclaimed.

“Okay,” saying that Omar expertly removed Deepu’s T-shirt and Jeans within seconds. After all, experience matters.

“With or without your marriage symbol?”

“With it, Omar… I want to humiliate my husband and make him a cuckold.”

“Good.” Saying that Omar started pounding Deepika Agarwal’s pussy with her screams echoing throughout.

Continued in the next episode. Write to me at [email protected].

Hi, mera naam Karan Kapoor hain. Main 33 saal ka hun aur mujhe sex mein kafi dilchaspi hain.

Yeh kahani mujhe mere reader ne send ki thi. For safety, I will use fake names. Ab kahani mere reader ke point of view se yeh rahi.

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Mera naam hain Rachna, 44 saal ki, ek shaadi-shuda aurat aur ek bacche ki maa. Zindagi poori tarah se normal chal rahi thi – ghar, pati, bachcha. Lekin andar se main khud ko din-ba-din bore feel kar rahi thi. Har din ek jaise kaam, pati ka hamesha office ke kaam mein busy rehna, aur meri khud ki body jo dheere dheere ekdum udaas ho gayi thi.

Tabhi meri zindagi mein entry hui Seema didi ki.

Seema didi mere colony mein rehti thi aur unki kitty parties famous thi. Har koi kehta tha ki unki parties mein high-class log aate hain. Ek din unhone mujhe casual invite kar diya. Pati office tour pe the, to maine socha ek baar dekhne jaati hoon.

Main jab party mein pahunchi to sab ladies ek se ek hot dresses pehni hui thi. Short skirts, deep neck blouses aur open hair. Mujhe dekh kar sab muskuraaye, jaise main ek nayi bakri party mein aayi hoon.

Seema didi ne mujhe force karke ek glass wine pakda di.

“Rachna, thoda taste karo… tumhe pasand aayega.”

Pehle to main mana karti rahi, lekin unhone itna insist kiya ki maine ek sip liya. Wine ka taste pehle ajeeb laga, lekin do-teen sips ke baad body ekdum light feel karne lagi.

Phir unhone mujhe ek chhota sa vape pen diya.

“Bas ek puff… mast lagega.”

Main hichkichayi, lekin sab ladies kar rahi thi to maine bhi ek lamba puff le liya. Dheere dheere mujhe lagne laga jaise main kisi aur duniya mein hoon. Body relax aur halki si garmi feel ho rahi thi.

Music loud tha, lights dim thi. Ek tall aur handsome aadmi, jo party ke host lag rahe the, baar-baar meri taraf dekh rahe the. Maine bhi wine ke nasha mein ek chhoti si smile de di. Bas usi moment se game shuru ho gaya.

Seema didi ne mere kaan mein slowly kaha, “Rachna, tumhe dekh kar lagta hi nahi ki tum maa ho… tumhari body abhi bhi jawaan hain. Mard pagal ho jaayenge tumpe. Bas, thoda apna comfort zone tod do.”

Unki baaton ne mere dil mein ek ajeeb si garmi phaila di. Mujhe pehli baar laga ki, ‘Shayad main bhi sirf ek maa ya biwi se zyada hoon.’

Uss raat sirf drinks aur thoda dance hua… lekin mere andar ek nayi bhook jag chuki thi.

Main ghar wapas aayi to raat ko bistar pe karvatein badalti rahi. Mujhe lag raha tha jaise wo handsome aadmi abhi bhi mujhe dekh raha hain… aur main pehli baar imagine kar rahi thi ki koi aur mard mere itne kareeb ho.

Agli kitty party mere liye ek turning point thi. Seema didi ne mujhe phone pe hi bola tha, “Rachna, ab tumhe sirf drink aur dance nahi… thoda aur aage badhna hain. Tumhari asli khoobsurati tabhi nikhregi jab tum khud ko free chhod dogi.”

Main pehle nervous thi, lekin andar hi andar curious bhi. Iss baar main ek deep neck black dress pehen kar gayi, jo Seema didi ne hi select ki thi. Jab mirror mein dekha to khud mujhe apni cleavage dekh kar thoda sharam aayi, lekin dil se ek ajeeb sa thrill ho raha tha.

Party usual tarah shuru hui – drinks, music, dance. Tabhi wahi tall, handsome aadmi jo pehle wali party mein mujhe dekh raha tha, mere paas aaya. Naam tha Vikram, late 40s ka hoga, well-settled businessman.

Usne ekdum confident smile ke saath mera haath pakad liya aur bola, “Madam, aapko dance floor pe le jaaun?”

Wine ke nasha aur Seema didi ki baaton ne mujhe already soft bana diya tha. Main halki si muskaan ke saath unke saath dance floor pe chali gayi.

Music slow ho gaya. Vikram ne mujhe apne kareeb kheench liya. Pehle to main thodi tense thi, lekin jab unki body ka touch meri boobs ke against feel hua… meri saansen tez ho gayi.

Unhone dheere se mere kaan ke paas kaha, “Rachna ji, aap bohot khoobsurat ho… aur main maanta hoon ki aap jaise beauty kisi ek mard ke liye kaafi nahi ho sakti.”

Meri body ekdum sharam se red ho gayi. Maine kuch bola nahi, bas aankhen jhuka li.

Dance ke beech unke haath neeche slide hote hue meri kamar tak aagaye, phir dheere se back pe. Mujhe pehli baar laga jaise kisi ne mujhe maa aur biwi ke label se bahar, ek aurat ki tarah touch kiya ho.

Music khatam hone ke baad, wo mujhe ek corner table pe le gaye. Do aur drinks aaye. Thodi der baatein karne ke baad, unhone mera haath pakad kar gently squeeze kiya.

“Chalo, thoda fresh hawa le aate hain…”

Hum dono balcony pe chale gaye. Wahan light dim thi aur hawa halki si chal rahi thi. Main abhi kuch samajhti hi ki achanak unhone meri thodi upar karke hothon par apne lips rakh diye.

Mujhe shock laga. Main pehle resist karne lagi… par jaise hi unki zubaan mere lips ke andar ghusne lagi, meri aankhen bandh ho gayi. Body mein ek bijli si daud gayi. Maine pehli baar kisi aur mard ke kiss ka mazaa liya.

Unke haath ab meri cleavage ko softly press karne lage. Mere mooh se halki si awaz nikli, “Ahhh… please…”

Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha main rokna chahti hoon ya enjoy karna. Lekin meri chut garam ho chuki thi. Panty andar se wet feel kar rahi thi.

Vikram ne dheere se meri dress ka zip khola aur apna haath seedha andar slide kar diya. Unki ungli ne jaise hi meri nipple ko chhua, main zor se karah uthi, “Uhhh… haaa… mat karo…”

Par meri body ulta unke touch ko aur tight pakad rahi thi. Mere hoth apne aap unke lips pe dobara gir gaye.

Uss raat balcony pe hi meri zindagi ka pehla “paraya touch” complete hua. Vikram ne meri boobs ko bar-bar press karke meri saari sharam tod di. Main bas moan karti rahi unke gale se chipak kar.

Uss raat maine samajh liya tha, main ab sirf ek biwi ya maa nahi rahi. Mera asli rang abhi nikalna shuru hua tha.

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Ab aage:

Sanjay ne Avinash ke bhoot se kaha ki woh Bhivani ko chodne ke liye kuch bhi tayag karne ke liye taiyar hai.

Sanjay: Ha, main taiyar hu kuch bhi karne ke liye.

Avinash: Soch lo iske baad tum palat nahi sakte ho.

Sanjay ne bola ki. “Main nahi paltunga jo bhi ho.”

Avinash ne Sanjay se kaha ki uski maut jawaani mein hi ho gayi thi aur uski kuch khwahishen adhuri reh gayi hain aur apni khwahishen puri karne ke liye usko ek jism ki zaroorat hai. Agar Sanjay uski is chahat ko puri kar de, to woh usko malamaal kar dega, saath hi Bhivani ki chut har raat dilayega.

Bas usko ek jism chahiye jo Sanjay ka hoga.

Sanjay pehle toh darr gaya ki main apna jism kaise de sakta hoon, fir socha ki mera jism toh sona ke baad bekar hota hai. Aur ye soch kar, woh chalaki dikhate hue ek shart rakh deta hai ki mera jism mein aapka raat ko haq hoga aur subah mujhe wapas chahiye, kyunki mujhe kaam karna padta hai.

Avinash ko jo chahiye tha, woh mil chuka tha. Ab uske paas ek jism tha, jo sirf raat ke liye hi kyon na ho. Par ab uske paas jism hone se, woh bhi apni hawas Bhivani ke saath mita sakta tha.

Dusre din se hi Sanjay ki takdir palat jati hai aur woh khoob achhe paise kamane lagta hai. Raat ko aate hi 9 baje ke baad, Avinash ka bhoot Sanjay ke andar ghus jata hai, aur ab Avinash ke bhoot ke paas ek jism tha.

Avinash 9 baje ke baad Sanjay ke jism ke andar ghus kar Bhivani ke room mein aa gaya aur baat karne laga. Aaj Sanjay ki aankh kuch zyada hi chamak rahi thi aur Bhivani ye dekh kar Sanjay ki taraf khinch kar ja rahi thi.

Bhivani ki chut mein achanak se khujli hone lagi aur pani aane laga jese hi woh Sanjay ko dekhti, aur fir apne mann mein sochi ki Sanjay kitna handsome hai, kaash ek pal ke liye hi woh mera hota.

Bhivani uski aankhon mein aisi khoo gayi ki usko ab nasha hone laga, aur woh apni nighty ko thoda ghutnon ke upar sarka di, aur saath hi usne nighty ke upar ke do buttons bhi khol diye.

Sanjay ne 2 bottle daru nikali aur dono log peene lage. Bhivani ke upar sex ho raha tha, aur fir Avinash ke bhoot ne apna wada nibhaate hue Sanjay ke andar se bahar aa gaya aur bola ki ab Bhivani ko pakad lo aur jo marzi karo, ab Bhivani tumhari hai.

Sanjay ko hosh aaya aur usne dekha ki Bhivani ki panty dikh rahi hai aur nighty ke upar ke do button bhi khula hua hai. Woh toh apni kismet aur Avinash ke bhoot ko shukriya kahne laga.

Sanjay ne aahista se Bhivani ke haathon ke upar haath rakh diya. Bhivani ne bhi Sanjay ke haathon ko pakad liya aur ungliyon mein ungli phasa di.

Bhivani ne khud hi Sanjay ki shirt ka collar pakda aur apni aur khich kar apna honth Sanjay ke honth mein laga diya. Bhivani boli, “Aap ko main itni pasand hu ki aap meri bra mein muth marte ho aur sochte ho ki mujhe pata nahi chalega.”

“Aap ek mard ho aur aapko itni himmat dikhani chahiye thi ki aap mujhe bol sakte, jabki main aapko pehle hi se hint de rahi thi. Main sirf dikhane ke liye hi panty aur bra nahi pehenti, aur aap us raat kamre mein aaye, meri nighty upar karke kiss kiya aur chale gaye.”

“Main sochi thi ki aaj raat hi tum mujhe chod doge, par uske baad tum ne koshish karna hi band kar diya. Main bhi aaj ye ummeed nahi thi ki tum mera haath pakad loge. Aakhir kar mujhe hi pehle pahal karni padi.”

Sanjay ye sab Bhivani ke muh se sun kar ascharit tha, aur chodna shabd sun kar to usko viswash hi nahi hua.

Ye to Avinash ka bhoot ka kamaal tha jo Bhivani puri tarah se hosh mein hote hue bhi bhoot ke jadu mein fasi hui thi. Woh kya bol rahi hai aur kar rahi hai woh khud nahi janti.

Akhir Sanjay ka haath Bhivani ke nighty ke andar boobs par chala gaya. Aur usko Bhivani ke naram aur mulayam boobs dabane mil hi gaya.

Bhivani ne Sanjay ke ek aur baar honth mein honth rakh diye aur Sanjay ki jeebh ko apne muh mein le kar chusne lagi. Sanjay toh soch bhi nahi sakta tha ki Bhivani khud se ye sab karegi aur ye itna garam maal hai.

Sanjay Bhivani ke boobs ko zor se daba kar nichorne laga aur Bhivani Sanjay ke pant ka hook kholne lagi, aur chain khol kar underwear mein se lund bahar nikal liya.

Lund pahle se hi thora thora pani chorne laga tha. Fir Bhivani Sanjay ki pant ko khich kar underwear ke saath bahar kar deti hai aur apne haath lund par chalane lagti hai.

Bhivani lipkiss chor kar lund dekhti hai ki lund 6 inches ka hai aur uski mutthi mein hai. Ab lund agar aurat ki mutthi mein hai iska matlab hai ki aaj se Sanjay bhi Bhivani ke mutthi mein rahega aur talwa chatega.

Sanjay ne Bhivani ki nighty bhi khol di, aur Bhivani ke rup dekhkar uska lund Bhivani ke haath mein hi jhad gaya. Bhivani ne aadhe ghante aur koshish ki, par lund khada hi nahi hua aur lagatar pani bah raha tha.

Bhivani ka mood kharab ho gaya aur woh ek dam se gussa hoti hui apni nighty pahan kar so gayi. Sanjay bhi sharmata hua bahar chala gaya.

Ab Avinash ka bhoot fir se Sanjay ke paas aaya aur bola, “Main tumhare jism mein aata hu aur dekhta hu ki Bhivani kese naraj hoti hai.”

Avinash jaise hi Sanjay ke jism ke andar ghusa, Sanjay ko ek dam se kaafi strong feel hua. Ab uska lund, jo 6 inches ka tha, woh 8 inches se bhi jyada bada ho chuka tha. Par ye sab ka ab Sanjay ko kuch bhi pata nahi tha.

Ek aur baar Sanjay matlab Avinash ka bhoot andar aaya aur Bhivani ko pakad kar bola ki, “Uth aaj teri chut ki garmi main shant karunga. Tujhe to main apni aurat banaunga.”

Bhivani, ye dekh kar gussa se boli ki, “Ab dekh hi liya hai maine. Mujhe dekh kar hi lund se pani nikal gaya. Kay hi mujhe chodoge? Ek baar jhadne ke baad khada toh ho nahi raha.”

Avinash ke bhoot, jo Sanjay ke jism mein tha, usne fir se Bhivani ko bed par bithaya. Dono haathon ko upar kar ke deewar se laga diya aur khud ka pant khol kar lund bahar nikala. Ek haath se lund ko pakad kar uske hothon mein ragarne laga.

Lund jab Bhivani ne dekha to uski aankhein chamak uthi. 8 inches ka lund aaj pehli baar Bhivani dekh rahi thi. Aise toh usne photos bahut dekhi thi, par aaj ye lund uske muh ke paas tha, aur shayad ab chudne hi wali thi woh is lund se.

Abhinash ke bhoot ne lund muh ke andar daal diya aur muh ko chodne laga. Bhivani ke naram gulabi honth uski muh ki garami par itna jyada maza de rahe the ki Diksha toh kuch bhi nahi thi Bhivani ke samne.

5’7 inches lambi, 36 ke chhoti patli kamar, mast gaand. Sundar chehra aur sex mein Bhivani ka randi pan. Ek aurat se aur kya hi chahiye ek mard ko.

Bhivani ke muh ko chode ja raha tha 7 se 8 minutes tak aur fir uski tangdi ko upar ki aur gaand mein ungli ghusaa di aur fir do ungliyaan ghusaa kar gaand chhodne laga.

Avinash ne aaj tak apni kalpana mein bhi Bhivani jesi sundar aurat nahi dekhi thi aur aaj to Avinash ke bhoot ko aisa maan kar raha tha ki woh Bhivani ka gulam ban jaye. Bhivani ke talwe chaat kar puri jindgi bitaye.

Avinash Bhivani ko bed ke ek kinare par le aaya aur khud bed ke niche baith gaya, aur Bhivani ke pair ke talwe sach mein hi chatne laga. Fir dono pair ko apne kandhe ke piche latka diya. Ab Bhivani ki chut bilkul uske muh ke samne thi.

Avinash apni jeebh se chut chatne laga aur jeebh aise ghuma raha tha ki gaand ki ched se chut ki ched tak ko chatne laga. Fir woh apni jeebh ko chut ke ched par ghusa kar jeebh se chut chodne laga.

Bhivani ka chut ka pani chut se Avinash ke muh mein tapakne laga. Avinash ek ek bund apne andar lete chala gaya. Avinash ne fir chut mein ek ungli daal di aur ungli se chut chhod raha tha, saath hi chut ki G-spot ko chusne laga.

Bhivani itni achi chusai se mast ho gayi thi aur sochne lagi ki aaj to main hi main hu bas. Avinash fir aur thora bed ke niche Bhivani ko khicha aur apni jeebh ko gaand mein laga diya.

Aaj se pahle Bhivani ne kabhi ye ahsash bhi nahi kiya tha ki gaand chatai kesi lagti hai. Uske pati ne to kabhi kia hi nahi tha. Aur aaj uski gaand chati jaa rahi thi iska matlab ye tha ki jo chatne wala hai woh Bhivani ko apni rajkumari manta hai.

Bhivani ko ye soch kar kaafi acha laga aur uski chut ek baar aur jhad gayi. Avinash ko Bhivani ke chuttar ke bich se aati gandh mast kar de rahi thi. Aur usko to gaand ki ched hamesa se hi pasand thi.

Gaand chatne ke baad, Avinash khada hua aur Bhivani ke pair ko faila kar uske beech aa gaya. Usne lund ko chut ki deewar se set kiya aur dhakka laga diya. Lund fisal kar ek side ho gaya, aur bahut mota ho chuka tha ki chut ki ched uske mukable mein bahut choti thi.

Bhivani haste hue apne haathon se lund ko apni chut mein set kiya aur boli ki ab karo. Avinash ek jhatka lagaya ki sirf lund ki topi andar ja sakti hai, aur Bhivani chill uthi ki maar gayi, main nahi le paungi itna mota lund hai.

Avinash ke bhoot ko bhi takleef ho rahi thi lund par, uski lund ki chamri ek dam se khich chuki thi. Aisa lag raha tha ki Bhivani ne aaj tak chudai karwayi hi nahi hai.

Avinash thoda ruka aur Bhivani ke 36 inches ke boobs ko masalne laga aur dabane laga. Boobs ke nipple ko ungliyon ke beech le kar masalta aur dabata, phir boobs ko zor se daba deta.

Bhivani ke boobs mein dard hone laga aur ab usko lagne laga ki aaj raat uski ragar kar hi chudai hogi. Na to boobs bachega aur na hi chut, lag raha hai ki aaj chut phatne wali hai.

Avinash ke bhoot ne dekha ki Bhivani thori normal hui aur woh uske dono pair ko pakad kar dhakka laga diya, lund aur 2-inch andar chala gaya, Bhivani fir chikh padi aaah mar gayi aaahhh mar gayi main. Chhod do mujhe.

Avinash ka bhoot: Lund ek bar ghus gaya to kabhi nikalne ka nam nahi legi.

Aur Avinash ne tez dhakke se aadha lund chut mein utar diya tha, par Bhivani ki haalat patli hoti ja rahi thi, is karan woh fir se ruk gaya. Bhivani ki tight chut ne lund ko zor se jakad liya tha.

Avinash fir se Bhivani ke upar jhuk gaya aur Bhivani ke honthon ko chusne laga. Aur apni chhaati ko Bhivani ke boobs se ragarne laga.

Bhivani bhi Avinash ki jeebh ko chusne lagi aur Bhavani ke saath Avinash ko bhi maza aa raha tha jab boobs chhaati mein ragar rahe the. Boobs ke nipple par jo khujli ho rahi thi us mein bahut acha lag raha tha aur boobs puri tarah se chhaati se dab chuke the aur masle jaa rahe the.

Avinash ko to maza aana hi hai ek to gajab ki maal uske niche let kar chud rahi thi aur 36 inches ke makhamali boobs to usko behat pasand aa rahe the. Ab fir se dheere dheere chut chodni suru ki. Bhivani ko maza aane laga aur uski chut fir se geeli hone lagi.

Bhivani: Ohh, bohut dard ho raha hai.

Avinash: acha, ye bolo bahut maza aa raha hai. Ye geeli chut sab bayaan kar rahi hai ki kitna maza le rahi hai mere mote lund ka.

Bhivani: Bohut mota hai apka lund.

Avinash: tumhare liye hi to bacha kar rakha hai. Ab to ye lund tumhar hi hai.

Fir Avinash ne ek aur zor ka jhatka lagaya aur aadhe se bhi jyada lund ab Bhivani ke chut mein sama chuka tha. Bhivani ko fir dard hua aur dard ke mare uske muh se thook nikal gaya aur aankh ek dam se band ho gayi.

Bhivani apne dono haathon se Avinash ko marne lagi ki bahar nikalo lund ko nahi to woh maar jaygi.

Par Avinash ab dhire dhire ek achi raftaar se chut mein lund andar bahar kar ke Bhivani ko chodne laga aur kuch hi der mein woh full speed se chodne laga. 10 minutes chodne ke bad Bhivani jhad gayi.

Avinash ne apna lund khich kar bahar kia aur dekha ki lund par khoon laga hai woh khoon dekh kar muskura utha aur chut mein laga khoon ko chatne laga. Chut ka khoon chatne ke baad ab usko Sanjay ki body ki bhi jarurat nahi thi aur woh jab chahe Bhivani ko chod sakta tha.

Avinash ab fir se lund ko chut mein set kia aur ek jyada hi zor ka dhakka laga diya ki lund chut ko chirta hua pura andar sama gaya.

Bhivani kaamp gayi itna jor ka shot se, Avinash ab ye bhi parwah karna band kar diya ki Bhivani sach mein hi takleef mein hai ek hi jhatke mein lund dalne se.

Woh lagatar chut chodne laga aur dekha ki Bhivani ke boobs hil rahe hai aur boobs upar niche ho rahe hai uske har ek jhatke se. Bhivani ki AC mein bhi pasina chhut rahe the.

Akhir Bhivani ki chut lund ke saath adjust ho hi gayi aur fach fach ki awaaz aur lund ki gotiyon uske chut ke niche lagne se Bhivani ko beintehaa maza aane laga.

Bhivani: Ahh, jor se chodo mujhe. Main jhad rahi hun. Jor se chodo maza aa raha hai aap ke ye musal lund ne to mujhe aaj sukhi kar diya.

Avinash: Ase hi roj marunga chut. Itni tight chut maza aagaya mujhe. Sach kahu to Bhivani tum kisi Rani se kam nahi ho. Itna sundar jism itni tight chut makhmali gora badan jese ki koi Rani ya Rajkumari ho.

To be continued.

Hello friends. I’m Hari, 23 years old from Nellai in Tamil Nadu. I’m writing this story to share my heavenly experience with my neighbour Komal. She took my virginity, giving me the extreme pleasures of sex.

I have lived my initial 22 years in Nellai. I have been longing to have sex ever since I got into a relationship 2 years ago. But my girlfriend was reluctant to have sex before marriage.

Post my graduation, I worked for a year in Nellai. In March 2025, I got a new job offer in Delhi. I got selected and had to move to Delhi in May 2025. I rented an apartment on the 6th floor and moved in on 30th May 2025.

It was on that day that I saw Komal for the first time. I knocked on her door to get my apartment keys in order to move in. She stays in the apartment right opposite mine with her husband. I was awestruck the first time I saw her.

She was a voluptuous woman, about 5’10, 36C bust, broad shoulders. She had a glaring white skin tone. She was as fair as milk. I felt I was seeing a foreigner. I quietly collected the key from her and came to my apartment.

There are 8 apartments on each floor. My apartment is to the left of the stairs, facing the lift. Komal stays in the apartment opposite mine. While handing over my key, Komal told me that her husband had gone to the office. She would ask him to come and meet me in the evening.

My apartment owner is actually her husband’s friend who stays in Bangalore. Komal also asked if I would need a maid. I said yes. She said she would send her maid in the morning to discuss about her work and salary with me.

Actually, it’s the maid through whom Komal and I came to know that we were looking at each other. The maid came the next morning, and I asked her to start the work from 1st June. The maid was a good company for chatting.

About 2 weeks later, as we became friends, I slowly started asking her about Komal to get to know her. Actually, when I asked her the very first time about Komal, the maid gave me a smile and asked, “Why do you ask?”  I said, “Just to know. If she talks freely.”

She smiled at me again and asked, “Are you looking at her?” I stumbled and asked, “Why are you asking like that?” She said, “When I go to her house, she asks about you. And when I come here, you ask about her.” I paused for a second or two.

I asked her what Komal asks her about me. She said, “The same things as you asked about her. From your age to whether you are single or married.” I was silent for a few seconds. The maid chuckled and said, “I can see that you have fallen for her beauty, whether you admit it or not.”

In a flow, she went on to say, “Maybe she is also looking at you.” I asked her, “Are you sure? She is a married woman, right?” She replied, “Married women are the first ones to look at other guys sometimes, especially when they are not happy with their men.”

I asked her, “So, what’s the issue with her married life?” She said, “One is, she has had no kids for 8 years. Adding to that, I have noticed a dildo in her washroom shelf. I have not asked her about this. but why would a woman use a dildo if her husband could make her happy?”

I was actually speechless and was excited upon hearing her. Sweeping the floor, the maid continued saying, “Now, when I go there after finishing work here, she will start talking or asking something about you. Seems she is also looking at you.”

I asked her, “Have you told Komal that I asked you about her?” She again gave a smile and said, “No. Why?” I said, “Next time when she says something about me, tell her that I also enquire about her.” The maid gazed at me from top to bottom. She shook her head in agreement with a narrow smile.

I was working from home that day. I started with my work. About 2 hours later, the maid came to my house and said, “I did my part. Now it’s up to you both.” I asked her, “What do you mean?” She said, “We discussed a few hours back, right? You asked me to tell Komal that you are looking at her. I did that.”

I asked her, “How did she react?” She said, “When I told her that you have fallen for her at first sight, her face started glowing bright with a broad smile. It looks like she is interested in you, but she is not openly admitting it as you did. Anyway, don’t drag me into this anymore. Now, it’s up to you two.”

I got overexcited hearing her that I hugged the maid tight, kissed her cheek and said, “Thank you.” The maid gave a surprised smile at me and slowly got out of my clutches. With a smile, she said, “Good luck,” and left my house.

I was desperately waiting to start a conversation with Komal. To date, my conversations with her have only been, “Hi & How are you?” I have seen her going out in the evening almost every day around 4:30 pm.

On a Saturday on 22nd June 2025, I stepped out of my apartment with a bag as if I wanted to buy some things. I waited in front of the lift from 4 pm. I was desperately expecting her to come out any time. I waited till 4:40 pm. It was then that Komal stepped out of her apartment.

She wore an all-out black kurti and leggings. It was in total contrast to her milky skin complexion. Seeing her, I wished her Good evening and pressed the lift button. Komal also wished me Good evening with a broad smile. I got into the lift along with her.

While going down, Komal asked me, “Where to?” I said, “I want to buy some groceries.” But I had no clue what I was going to buy. My only intention was to start a conversation with her.

As we walked out of our building, Komal asked me, “So, how is Delhi. Do you like it?” I said, “I love it.” She asked me sarcastically, “What do you like? The pollution?” I said, “Compared to my hometown, Delhi is so colourful that pollution has become a non-issue for me.”

Komal chuckled out loud and asked, “Colourful, is it?” I said, “Yes” Both of us looked at each other with a broad smile. We walked a few more steps. There was a supermarket just at the end of our street. Komal said, “You can buy your stuff here.”

I walked in with her, not knowing what to buy. But picked up a sugar packet, a rice packet, a couple of juice packs and a pickle bottle. As we walked out, I asked her, “Were you heading somewhere else?”

She said, “No, I actually step out during the evening for a small walk. Say about 30 minutes and go back home.” She then asked me, “Are you in any urgency to go back home, or can we just have a walk around our apartment building?” I agreed to go on a walk with her.

As we walked, Komal rekindled the old conversation by asking, “So, what do you mean by colourful?” I pressed my lips tight for a couple of seconds and said, “The city as such. It’s a nice place to step out, especially in the evening. And of course, some beautiful women.”

Komal chuckled and said, “So, after saying everything about the city, you finally came to the actual point, right?” I put my tongue out and said, “Yes”. She giggled and said, “Good”. I wanted to take advantage of this situation, now that she has started the topic.

So, I continued saying, “In fact, the very first time I saw you, I fell for you. Not sure if you will accept me as a friend, as we have hardly even spoken. But if you ask me, you are more than a friend to me.” Komal turned and looked at me with a tight-lipped smile and asked, “So, you are in love with me?”

I replied, saying, “Ah, at the moment I would say it’s lust. But as we become friends, I may fall in love with you as well.” With a surprised smile, Komal looked at me, opening her eyelids wide and said, “Oh my god. That’s so blunt.” We walked a couple of rounds around the building and decided to go up.

As we were waiting for the lift, she asked me, “So, what did you like in me so much that you fell for me at first sight? My face?” I told her, “Well, I will not beat around the bush. Facial beauty is important. But I look at full personality of a woman.”

The lift door opened and we got in. She pressed button 6 and asked me, “So, can you elaborate on the full personality topic?” I said, “You are a voluptuous woman with broad, juicy arms, busty and also beautiful by face. In short, you are an all-rounder.”

Komal laughs a lot, and she laughs out loud. She did the same thing and said, “You are so direct with your words.” I told myself that things are easier when the intention of the other person is known. The lift opened. As we came out, Komal extended her hands for a handshake.

We shook hands. She told me, “We are friends as of now. And we’ll talk more and understand each other.” I said, “Sure,” and came back to my apartment. We started messaging and talking to each other every day from then on. She used to ask me about my life.

She was surprised to know that I was in a relationship for 2 years and still I’m a virgin. She also shared her story with me. She was sure that her husband was the reason for not having a kid. He was not even agreeing to get it checked up and see the possibilities of IVF.

I conveniently forgot that she is a woman. I was talking to her as if I were talking to a friend of mine. I went on to discuss with her if having big boobs is hereditary or if she does some workouts to increase their size. Komal, as usual, would laugh it off.

During the conversation, I told her that I love to have a wife as fair and beautiful as her. Komal replied with a smile, “I also love dusky-skinned guys like you.”

But on the other side of her loud laughter, she was also going through some mental pressures. She had pressure from her parents and in-laws for not conceiving.

On 16th July 2025, she came to my house in the evening. She just had an altercation with her mother-in-law. She looked dreadful. She cried and complained a lot about her mother-in-law and her husband. Her mother-in-law was putting it on her for not giving birth to a child.

She went on to say, “That asshole doesn’t even come inside me. He just plays on the outside, cums outside my pussy and on the bed and dozes off happily thinking he has achieved something. How am I responsible for this? That too, when he doesn’t even agree to consult a doctor.”

I was not sure whether it was the right time to put my emotions for her on the table. Telling myself that if she takes it wrong, I’ll change it into a sarcastic statement, I asked her, “Can I be of any help?” She looked at me with a death stare and asked, “Trying to take advantage of my situation?”

I put my tongue out and said, “No, just trying to calm you down.” But I could not hold my emotions back that day. I went on to say, “But when you like someone so much, they won’t just want to keep seeing and talking, right?” She looked at me and asked, “Meaning?”

I said, “I like you so much, Komal. I’m getting very heavy feelings for you. That is, not just chatting, but I would also want to get physical with you.” Komal wiped her tears and walked out of my apartment. She neither messaged me nor answered my calls for the next 3 days.

I got a call from her on 19 July 2025. As I picked up, Komal said in a rough tone, “Don’t ever talk to me like that again.” I interrupted her and said, “What’s wrong when we like each other?”

She raged in anger and said, “Don’t you even realise? You are just 23. I’m 13 years older than you. Do you expect me to sleep around with a guy who is just over half my age?”

I asked her, “Is our age written on our faces? C’mon Komal. Don’t hold on to your feelings so tightly. Just let go of your feelings and allow things to happen.”

She paused for a couple of seconds and asked, “So, you are saying you would give me a kid in the process of fulfilling your lusty desires about me in bed?”

I tried calming her down by saying, “I would actually be so proud of becoming a father to your kid. But see, that’s what I’m saying. Why are you trying to define things? I’m very much attracted to you. And you also told me that you like guys with dusky skin tone like me. So, let’s just be normal, like maybe a live-in relationship type. And if that results in a baby, so be it. Take away for you is, you can get rid of your mental struggles with your husband and in-laws.”

She replied, “I need time to think,” and put her phone down. About 5 days later, on 24th July 2025, Komal called me at about 7:30 pm and asked, “What are you doing?” I sarcastically said, “Thinking about you.”

Komal giggled and said, “Listen. I got a call from my husband just now that he is going for a team dinner with his office colleagues. He would be back only after 11 pm.” I asked, “Ok, so?” She said, “I’ll come over to your place. We’ll spend about 3 hours together?”

My excitement was starting to peak. I asked sarcastically, “So, how are we planning to spend the 3 hours, madam?” Komal said, “I don’t know. I have no agenda. Just like how you said, we’ll be normal, and if things happen between us tonight, so be it.”

I got super excited hearing her. I told myself that I would not be a virgin after today. Pretending to be casual, I said, “Ok baby. Come.” Komal said, “I’m just going for an evening shower. Will see you in 30 minutes.” I rushed to the bathroom and had a quick shower myself as well.

My calling bell rang at 8:10 pm. As I opened the door, Komal slowly stepped inside my house in a yellow and red kurti and red coloured leggings. Her kurti was fully yellow in the front and fully red on the back with a three-quarter sleeve. I was wearing a brown T-shirt and black track pants.

Komal came in and sat at the end of the 3-seater sofa. As I closed the door and came in, she signalled to me with her eyes to sit beside her. I sat so close to her with our thighs pressing against each other. Komal was smelling so fresh with a combination of soap and deodorant.

It was a numb silence as we looked closely at each other. We gazed more closely at each other’s lips. In no time, Komal advanced her face a little. I took advantage of that as we locked our lips with each other’s.

With one of my hands on her shoulder, I placed my other hand on her thighs. I sucked her juicy lips one after the other sensually. Komal got intense as she grabbed the hair on my head, opened her mouth wide and kissed me hard. We started smooching sloppily.

As we smooched intensely, Komal quickly got up from the sofa and sat on my lap. She literally sat over my hard dick. We hugged each other tight and continued smooching lavishly. I licked and sucked her wet and soft lips and tongue into my mouth.

After some intense smooching, we paused a bit. We were breathing heavily. I did not want our emotions to divert. I quickly grabbed her kurti on either side of her waist. By telling her, “Raise your arms,” I pulled her kurti up her body, removed it and threw it aside on the floor.

She was wearing a dark pink bra inside. I was totally mesmerised by her milky white upper body. I whispered to her, “You are such a wax statue, babe.” Komal grabbed the hair on my head and plunged my face into her fleshy bust. I kissed and licked her juicy bust.

Her boobs were so big. They looked like full muskmelons and were coming out of her bra on both sides. There was also a small black mole on the inner side of her left breast. Wetting her bust with my saliva, I slowly unhooked her bra behind her.

I slowly pulled her bra strap down her broad arms. Komal pulled her hands out of her bra strap. I dropped her bra on the sofa beside us. My lust peaked seeing her big, round boobs and fat nipples. Wasting no time, I grabbed her boob from underneath and engulfed it into my mouth.

Her boobs were so soft, but her nipples were hard as I sucked and chewed them desperately. I crushed her large boobs in my palm and sucked her hard nipples. Komal stopped me for a second. She pulled my t-shirt up, removed it and flipped it behind her on the floor.

I went up, kissing her juicy upper body. I went upwards, kissing her neck. We again locked our lips. I literally drank her saliva as we smooched deeply. After some intense smooching, we pulled our lips and tongues out from each other’s. We were breathing heavily.

Unable to control my lust, I quickly rolled my arms around her ass, lifted her and carried her inside my bedroom. I dropped Komal on the bed. I quickly pulled down my pants and underwear and hopped out of them. I got onto the bed. Komal lay on the bed.

I was so desperate to fuck her that evening. So, I did not waste any time. I grabbed her red leggings on either side of her waist and pulled them down along with her pink panties. With some difficulty, I pulled her leggings down her thick, fleshy thighs and legs and dropped them on the floor.

Her panties got tangled mid-way just above her knees. I then pulled her panties also down her legs, removed them and dropped them on the bed. As we got fully nude, Komal raised her upper body and, by saying, “Come,” she hugged me and pulled me down on the bed.

We hugged each other tight and cuddled across the length and breadth of the bed. We kissed each other randomly all over our faces and upper bodies as we cuddled intensely by rolling over each other on the bed. After some intense cuddling, we paused with me lying over her.

Both of us were breathing heavily. We started to sweat with visible droplets of sweat all over our bodies. Breathing heavily, I whispered to her, “Sex, baby.” Komal whispered back, saying, “Come,” and spread her legs wide. I got between her legs.

Komal dug her hand between our legs and grabbed my hard, dark dick with her wet palm. My foreskin was still up, covering the inner flesh of my dick. In a sarcastic tone, Komal smiled at me and asked, “First time, right?” I said, “Yes, lucky first time.” Komal giggled with a heavy breath.

By slowly pulling my foreskin down, she asked me to raise my upper body a little from her body. As I lifted my upper body, she rubbed the inner flesh of my dick over her wet pussy. She then placed the head of my dick over her pussy hole.

She winked and whispered to me, “Ready for your first intercourse? Go on. I’m waiting to feel you inside me.” The very next second, I pressed my palms on the bed on either side of her bust and pushed my dick inside her pussy. I felt strong pain & tickles as my dick penetrated her pussy.

Not holding back, I pushed my dick deeper inside her. Komal gasped out loud as I penetrated my dick slowly and steadily inside her. With my dick almost three-fourths inside her pussy, I started fucking her deep and hard, hitting my waist hard over her waist.

Komal closed her eyes and moaned out loud as I drilled her pussy with some force. I loved the way her hot and sticky pussy flesh gripped me from all sides. With my dick fully inside her, I lay over her. We hugged each other tight and moved together like waves.

I continued fucking her deep. Komal grabbed the hair on my head, raised her face and jammed her lips over mine. After some deep, intense sex, my dick erupted. I felt a strong tickling sensation running through the length of my dick. I ended up splashing my cum deep inside her pussy in multiple instalments.

I screamed out loud as I cum. Komal pulled her lips off mine and rubbed my back, whispering in my ears, “It’s Ok. Relax.” After cuming, I slowly lifted my face from the pillow beside her head. My dick softened and slowly oozed out of her pussy. I rolled myself and lay down on the bed beside her.

We both turned and smiled at each other. Komal asked me, “How does it feel?” I said, “Heavenly and I’m so proud of myself.” With a shrunk smile, she asked, “Why?” I said, “Because I lost my virginity to such a beautiful woman. I’m actually happy that my ex-girlfriend said no to sex before marriage.”

Komal laughed out loud, as usual and whispered, “For a first timer, you were really good.” We taunted each other with a kiss. She rolled her arms around me and we lay down on the bed for some time. At around 10:30 pm, Komal got up, dressed up and went back home with a final kiss and hug for the night.

So friends, this was my first-ever real-life sex experience. Please let me know about doing kinky stuff with my busty milky beauty neighbour, Komal. You can also write to me at [email protected].

Hello, all, Harddick here again with the next part of the story. In the previous part, we saw how I met my current wife through ISS. We talked crazy and then planned a Goa fuck trip with her. I challenged her to show how slutty she can be.

I fucked her in the open pool, on the beach, in the car and even made our sex videos, before dropping her off at home. I soaked my cock in her wet pussy and flooded her with my cum in the car. Now, let’s see further.

I reached home and went to sleep to wake up in the afternoon. I used to stay in a rented apartment with my mother. We were basically from another city and had a flat there. I woke up with a hardon again, but had no pussy to relieve myself. I was watching the fuck videos and masturbating in the bath.

I received a video call from Sree. She was horny as she woke up, too, and missed my dick, so she called me to tell me that. But watching me shirtless with the geyser in the background, she asked me to show myself naked. I obliged. I told her I am getting too horny. She laughed and told me about the joints.

That made me hard again and again, and it had contents that kept me going. She smacked her lips watching my cock, and I asked her to go naked. We masturbated with each other on the video call. She was moaning quite loudly. She had asked me to marry her.

I did not respond to her, yet she fulfilled all my fantasies and stayed with me like a whore. But this call was the start of dating for us. We worked in different areas. So meeting during the week was a bit difficult; at the same time, staying away from each other was difficult too.

In the first month, we met only on weekends, booked a staycation and fucked each other at least 6 times in the day. We went to the pub for the first two weeks, but at the third weekend, she was giving me a naked strip dance at the staycation.

By the end of the month, we had spent a good amount of money on staycations. Yet we were not satisfied with fucking like crazy just on the weekend. Though we both earned six-figure salaries, the time we got felt less. Also in that entire month, we discussed all about our past and family.

She shared about her work position, how she got there, and how many men she slept with, of all ages. She had two Instagram accounts, one of which was a private one, shared with just 10 people. It had photos of her in bikinis and short dresses with her girl group.

It was a huge cleavage show, and there were over 100 such photos. She had even posted our beach photo and posted the caption “the pole for my hole.” It had all the vulgar comments below it. Seeing her being such a slut, I also wanted her badly and wanted to fuck her every day.

We found a deserted car park area, and there we found our way. We met after work and fucked in the car. If she is working from home, she would just come in her gown dress, totally naked inside and fuck with me without bothering. Our fuck increased to 3-4 times a week.

We fucked at her place whenever she was alone and her mother was out. It has been almost 6 months since we were dating, and she again asked me out. I was getting sure about it. But still played on and made an excuse that would our mother agree?

She said to leave it on her and again persisted with me for an answer. I challenged her again, saying I want her to be my slut to fuck my cock in front of people shamelessly. She sighed and then tried to convince me she would be.

Before I even asked, she said she would give me a surprise on my birthday, which was in two days. She wanted to give me a surprise. So she called me to her place at 11:50 at night, saying that she was alone. She opened the door, wearing a robe wrapped tightly.

She kissed me and made me sit, got me a peg, and we had bottoms up. She asked me to close my eyes, as it was about to be 12 am. Exactly at 12 am, she made me open my eyes, and what I saw created a tent in my shorts. She added something to the drink.

I felt a rush of blood in my body, and in front of my eyes was her mother. I was dumbfounded, and Sree whispered in my ear,

Sree: “Ssshh, Yeh tera gift hai, just sit back and enjoy.” (Relax, she is your gift for the night. Sit back and enjoy.)

Now, let me describe her mother. She is a 49-year-old female with stats 36D-34-38, with perfect thighs and no loose skin. She was standing right in front of me, in a robe, with a bow tied in the front. Sree put on the music, and her mother started dancing, moving her booty.

She came to be and gave me a lap dance, asking me to open the bow. I obliged, and the robe came off, exposing her big tits tied in a bow and a G-string. She turned her ass to me and twerked it, and peeled her G-string, while I opened the bow on her boobs.

I could see her wetness. I turned around, and Sree kissed me. I pulled her robe too, and she was naked, like her mother. My dick was making a tent, and I felt her mother’s naked ass rubbing on it. My hands were fondling Sree’s nipples and tongue kissing hers.

Sree removed her robe and got naked, and her mother bent forward and kissed me. She kissed me too hard with her tongue in my mouth, while her hands did the magic of freeing my dick and started stroking it. She gave me her boobs to suck while working her soft hands on my prick.

Both mother and daughter were now kissing each other. She pulled my t-shirt up, kissed me, wished me happy birthday, and then bent and started sucking my cock.

Her mother was a great cock sucker, and all I did was waah. I was enjoying to the hilt and looking at my expressions, Sree said, “Bohat maza aa raha hai?” (Enjoying na?)

Me: “Haan teri maa kya mast chusti hai” (Yes, she sucks so well)

Sree: “Haan itne saalo ki practice hai toh karegi hi. Kitne saare chuse hai isne.” (She has practised for so long, and sucked so many dicks. This is what she did for years)

I looked at her in surprise, and her mother stopped and smiled at me. She sensed I was about to cum.

Mom: “Haan, randi hu main. Aur ye randi k aulaad. Budhwarpeth main 5 saal aur fir kayi bade paise walo k bistar garam kiye hai, lund muh me chut main aur gand main liye hai. Aur ye randi ki aulaad hai, isse pata nahi iska baap kaun hai who.”

(Yes, I am a whore, and she is a whore’s daughter. I worked in the brothel for years, then an agent brought me to become a high society slut for politicians and wealthy men, who pushed their dicks in all my holes. This bitch doesn’t know who her father is.

You hear the girl you are thinking of marrying is a whore’s daughter. She has fucked with people like a whore herself. Your mother won’t ever agree; all these thoughts will make your dick shrink. But mine was saluting her like a rod.

Now both changed places, and Sree started sucking me. Her mother continued, making me suck her boobs.

Mom: “Aur teri fan main hu, yeh chinaal nahi. Tujhe emails main kar rahi thi. Tere stories padhke meri chut paani chodti thi. Tere vichaar dekhke mujhe tujhe milne ki, tujhse chudne ki talap lagi thi, but jab tu tute jawab de raha tha, tab maine socha Sree ko dikhati hu tujhe patane k liye.”

(I am your big fan that emailed you, not this slut. Your stories would make me cum, and looking at your thoughts, my cunt wanted to get fucked by you. But when I saw you were sceptical, I brought Sree in the front, thinking you may not like an old fuck like me.

Warm soft boobs in my mouth, warm mouth sucking my cock. My fingers are soaking in the warm and wet cunt of her mother. I was near cumming, and so she quickly pulled Sree and started sucking to make me release my load in her mouth, and I spurted quite a bit.

I was tired and catching my breath, while both mother and daughter were kissing each other and sharing the cum. It was the best birthday gift and a scene to watch. Then her mother came and spread her legs, and signalled me to lick her.

I readily agreed and started slurping her wet cunt. She was wetter than her daughter. She signalled her daughter, and she sat on her mother’s face licking her cunt, and continued the story.

Sree: “Maine mere bosses se chudke promotions to le liye, lekin ab is position pe aake ye nahi kar sakhti thi. Mere chut ko jo lund milta main daal leti, lekin fir satisfy nahi ho rahi thi. Toh maine maa ko bola mujhe bhi customer dilwade, tab isne mujhe tere stories padhaye, aur tujhse milne bola. Tere jaise randi banake rakhne waala hi chahiye mujhe, tere liye toh main rasto pe nangi ghumu aur chud jaau. Isliye fir yeh sab plan kiya taaki yeh lund ghar laa sakhe.”

(I had fucked my bosses and got the promotion, but at this position, getting a dick was difficult. I tried dating random men and fucking them, but no one was able to satisfy me. I was about to become a whore, that is when my mother made me read your stories and told he she was talking to you. So we planned all this to bring this dick home luring you with my pussy.)

She was almost on the edge, so I stopped. She pushed her daughter away and used a slang.

Mom: “Madarchod, karte reh. Mera hone aaya.” (Motherfucker why did you stop?)

But I was hard already, and so I positioned and inserted it in her. She yelped in pain, but soon her hips started matching my motion. Sree moved to the couch next and was fingering her cunt, watching her bf fucking her own mother. She started sucking her mother’s boobs. Her mother continued.

Mom: Ye saali randi banne chali thi. Isne apni maa ki chut main lund jaate dekhe hai, Main isike samne chudti thi budhawarpeth main. Yeh badi hone lagi, aur kahi ise bhi randi na banaye isiliye toh main waha se bahar aagayi. Lekin dhanda karne k sivay aur mujhe kuch bhi nahi atta tha. 25 saal ki thi main tab. 15 ki hui tab meri maa ne mujhe dhande main utara, aur ek saal main hi yeh paida hogayi. Iske hone k baad ek gangster meri chut ka deewana hogaya aur mujhe yaha Maharashtra leke aaya. Par 4 saal baad jab who encounter main maara gaya, tab main budhwar peth main aayi aur lag gayi.”

(She wanted to become a whore. She watched her mother get fucked by dicks. Since she was growing and I did not want her to become a whore, I left Budhwarpeth and became a high society slut. I knew nothing else. My mother sold me when I was 15, and I had her a year later. A gangster was mad for my cunt, so he brought me to Maharashtra. But 4 years later, when he was shot in the encounter, that’s when I came to Budhwarpeth and started working.)

She was wet and hot, then her daughter. I pulled her on her stomach, and entered her from behind, clinging to her and ploughing her, while I kissed her neck. She kept continuing.

Mom: “Lekin hai toh meri ladki, 19 saal main hi apni seal tudwayi aur tab se alag mardo se chud rahi thi. 21 saal main lund k chakkar main shaadi ki, but jab uska lund aag nahi bujha paya toh divorce kar liya aur alag alag lund se chudne lagi. Ye randi na bane, isliye tera lund dilwaya, and Goa chudne bheja. Sahi boli yeh, tujhe ladki chodne aati hai, aah.. ho raha hai mera.. rukna mat. Pel aur jor se pel.

(But in the end, she is a whore’s daughter, she lost her virginity at 18, and was fucking different men. Married one for his dick and divorced him when he couldn’t satisfy her. Slept with so many people to go up the ladder, but when she stopped getting action, she wanted to become a whore like me. So I planned to get her hooked up to your dick, and planned everything. But she was right, you know how to fuck a girl. Keep doing, harder, I am at the edge.)

I pounded her for a good 5 mins, and she released. The mother was done, but I wasn’t yet, and I was surprised to see myself still hard. Now it was the daughter’s turn, and she lay me down and started riding me. She pushed her melons in my mouth and twerked her ass harder.

She was hot as a furnace inside and wet like a river. Her mother came and kissed me and said.

Mom: “Aisi geeli chut kahi nahi milegi, aur teri randi bana dungi main. Khule raste main nangi hoke chudne k liye bhi Tayyar hogi.” (You wont get such a wet cunt again, and I will make her your naked whore, ready to fuck in the middle of the road.)

I was focused on the pussy and was about to cum. We both were on the edge, and she squirted first. I pulled out and released on her tummy. We both were catching our breath. Her mother licked the cum from her stomach and shared it with her first, and came over and licked my dick clean.

Mom: “Mast damdaar chodta hai. Chal ajse maa beti dono teri randi, dono chut tere and tu jab bolega, jaha bolega hum chud jaayenge. Bol ab banayega meri beti ko apni biwi? Saath main meri bhi chut milegi.”

(You fuck so well. From today, both mother and daughter are your whores. We will fuck wherever and whenever you ask us to. So, tell me, will you marry my daughter? You will get my cunt for life.

After the wild fuck it just came out of my mouth.

Me: “Haan aj se tum dono ki chut meri, and dono maa beti mere randi. Main toh tujhse shaadi karke apni dusri biwi banau, but problem hai meri maa. Woh pehle ek Bengali, aur uppar se randi ki beti se shaadi k liye nahi manegi.”

(Yes, from now on, you both are my whores. I will marry you and make you my second wife. But the problem is my mother, who will not agree since you are a Bengali first and on top of it a whore’s daughter.)

Sree: “Uski tu fikar mat kar, main teri maa ko hi chinaal bana dungi. Jab meri maa randi, toh sasu maa bhi toh banani chahiye.” (Don’t worry, I will make her a slut too. When my mother is one, then will make mother-in-law one too)

I was hard again and surprised. To which her mother, Sujata, told me she gave me a tablet which will keep me going for the entire day since I have to fuck two horny sluts. That night, we again had a threesome. I fucked them both till 3 in the morning, then slept.

I woke up in the afternoon, went to pee and saw Sujata was in the kitchen wearing a robe. I pulled her again, made her naked and fucked her like a bitch on the kitchen platform. They both had recorded every single fuck we had that day.

But it was the beginning of a new year for me, and it started with me fucking wet and horny cunts. What happened next will tell you in the next part.