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Hello readers! I am Parth from Mumbai and am currently in the final year of graduation. I’m 21, and this will be my first story. I hope you guys enjoy it. This story is not just about sex but also about exploring love, feelings, emotions, thoughts, fetishes, and kinks.

Talking about kinks, we may have heard of one of the most common kinks known as ‘DADDY DOM LITTLE GIRL ‘(DDLG). Referring to males as ‘Daddy’ these days in a relationship is seen as attractive and accepted.

But on the other hand, referring to females as ‘Mommy’ in a relationship these days is taboo. Just as ‘DDLG,’ wherein a male ‘Dominant’ provides care, nourishment, and lots of attention to his female ‘Submissive.’

There is something known as ‘MOMMY DOM LITTLE BOY (MDLB)’ wherein the same happens but with the roles reversed.

MDLB/DDLG is not just a kink but a lifestyle. Dominants in these relationships are not like what is shown in porn. The word ‘DOMINANT’ does not always mean being harsh and rough in bed. A dominant is seen as a respected person who provides physical and mental needs.

People see it as taboo and usually frown upon such a lifestyle. Referring to partners as ‘Daddy’ or ‘Mommy’ in a relationship does not mean that they are attracted to their real mothers or fathers.

The story is about a boy named Ishan. He meets the love of his life, and how he confesses his mental and sexual expectations to her.

Ishan is a simple guy in his youth. He’s 21 and is a student. Being a single child raised by his mother and maternal family, he didn’t want to be a burden on them but support them. He’s ambitious and spiritual as well.

He would start his day with morning prayers and then continue with his daily routine. He’s very humble and passionate. Since he had no father, his mother had to support their life and future by working. He had grown mostly with her absence in his life.

He was close to his maternal grandmother and maternal grandfather, whom he lost a few years back. They took care of him in his mother’s absence. His uncles would be in the office almost the whole day.

Ishan would attend his college in the morning and would be back at home by mid-day. Then he would spend the rest of the day being lonely. As nobody was around at home, he would feel lonely and would end up watching porn and playing with himself.

He was craving someone who would take care of him and love and be with him. But unfortunately, his mother couldn’t do it. He was grown with her absence and was craving for motherly touch and her presence. But it wasn’t possible, but God had other plans for him.

Soon, he would meet someone who would fill his life with joy, give him the bliss of heaven, care for him, nurture him, love him, and above all, be with him.

In the second year of college, he got an internship that required going to Pune for six months. That internship would boost his professional career, and he couldn’t miss that opportunity. He did not know that the same internship would change his personal life.

He was going to meet someone who would fill his life’s pores. He would get all of it that he didn’t get in his past. But for now, all he knew was about the details mentioned in the emails that the company had sent to him.

In the following week, he received a letter from the company. The letter had the joining details and a flight ticket. He wasn’t very excited since he had to stay away from his mother. At least he could spend some time with her in the evening, but now we couldn’t do it anymore.

But he was curious about something that was mentioned in the letter. His letter mentioned that he had to report someone named Naina the following Monday morning. That day he celebrated with his family what he had achieved. After the exciting, hectic and tiring day, he went to his bed.

He took that letter and read it again to make sure that he didn’t miss anything. He kept that letter and lay it on his bed. He started wondering about Naina. He was trying to make a mental image of her in his mind. He was wondering about personality.

He was wandering in thoughts of her. Suddenly a dirty thought of her hit his mind giving him an erection. He started himself and went to sleep in no time.

In the mid-day of Saturday, he received a call from an unknown number. He picked the call to answer. Naina called him on behalf of the company to give instructions about his stay in Pune, etc. As soon as he heard her voice, he was mesmerized. He couldn’t think of anything.

His hands went cold as his feet. His heart started beating heavily. He felt something that he didn’t feel before. He could feel a hard one in between his legs. Suddenly he heard Naina asking for an affirmation about what she had explained to him. He came to his senses and answered her, and kept the phone.

He again lay on the bed and started thinking about her. Her voice was sweet and gentle. He could feel dominance and care in her voice. Her accent was fluent and sophisticated. She seemed to be demanding and very professional. These thoughts made Ishan build her image and her personality in his mind.

She seemed to be 24-25 in age during the call. Ishan couldn’t take her off of his mind. He returned to his senses and started packing his stuff as he had a flight the next day. His whole day was spent in her thoughts.

Soon Monday arrived, and it was time for Ishan to report to Naina. He was nervous and a bit afraid. He reached his office floor and went to the reception to ask for Naina. The receptionist asked him to wait for a while. He sat on a couch, thinking about her and his first day in the office.

Soon a guy arrived and asked Ishan to follow him. He was a staff member from the HR department. Soon they got done with the paperwork. The staff member instructed him to report to Naina again and guided him to her desk. He was nervous, and his heart started beating fast.

His throat went dry, and he was covered in sweat. They reached the desk, and Ishan saw her for the first time. She was sitting at the table, making herself comfortable as she had just arrived.

She was fair and beautiful. Quite taller than Ishan. Her eyes were like dove’s eyes. The eye makeup that she had applied had the power to make anyone get lost in her eyes. She had a straight nose and silky smooth hair. Her cheeks seemed as soft as rose petals. Her dimple complimented her smile.

Her lips were luscious. She had applied a light red lipgloss that made her lips look more luscious and made them shine. Her smile would make anyone go crazy for her. Her fingers were long and elegant. Her long nails were shining as she had applied silver nail paint.

She was wearing a yellow Kurti, which complimented her skin tone. She was wearing heels which made her posture dominant and arousing. She was fit, and her bosoms seemed to be perfect. Her hips were curvaceous. Her earrings gave her face a subtle and beautiful look yet very professional.

She had applied a beautiful cologne. Her unique fragrance took away Ishan’s senses and his attention. He was lost, lost in her, her beauty, smile, and most of all, her fragrance.

He had an erection. But fortunately, it wasn’t visible as his pants were a perfect fit. He was already crazy for her. He came back to his senses when he heard her voice. She was saying something.

Naina: Hey! Are you ok!

Ishan: Yeah! Yeah! I’m fine. I’m sorry I was unattentive.

Naina: Are you sure?

Ishan: Yeah, I’m sure. I’m sorry.

Naina: Oh no It’s fine. You are just so sweaty and seem too nervous.

Ishan: Yeah! I’m sorry this environment is just very new for me, unlike my previous office. Also, it is my first day here, and everything here is quite new and fancy to me.

Naina: Hey! It’s ok. Don’t worry. It’s quite understandable. I’ll be there to guide you, ok! I’m Naina, by the way.

Ishan: Oh yeah! Hi! I’m Ishan, and It’s a pleasure to meet you finally. Good morning, by the way, Ma’am!

Naina: Same here, buddy. It’s a pleasure to meet you too! Follow me. I’ll show you where your desk is.

Ishan: Yeah, ma’am.

Naina: And hey, you don’t have to call me ma’am. Just call me Naina, ok.

She said this in a commanding tone. After listening to what she said, Ishan ought to obey her in a commanding and heavy tone.

Ishan: Sorry, ma’am. I mean Naina.

Naina gave him a look after listening to ma’am but then calmed down when she heard Naina.

Naina: There you go, kid. It wasn’t that hard, was it?

She smiled.

Ishan: No.

He said it in a low tone. He handed his documents to her, and she went away. Ishan took his seat and kept waiting for her. As he was waiting nervously, he started to think about her. She was quite similar to what he imagined, except she was way more beautiful.

Naina came back and sat on the desk beside him and gave him a cup of coffee as she took a sip from her cup. It was a long time ago when someone handed him a cup. Back at home, he used to make his coffee. Very occasionally, he used to get a coffee made by his mother.

He felt good. He took the cup from her hand and thanked her. Soon they started with their work. Naina explained to him properly what had to be done. And whenever he made any mistake or had any doubts, she explained to him nicely as she understood it was his first day.

But on the other hand, Ishan was very afraid of his constant mistakes. He was nervous, but after her rectifications, he would do better. As soon as it was lunch break, Ishan rushed out of the ice and pulled out his packet of cigarettes. He took out one and placed it in between his lips.

He lit it. As he took a puff, he felt relief. He calmed down a bit. After all, it was quite a hectic day for him. He was constantly making mistakes in his work. He finished his cigarette and went in to have his lunch. Naina was sitting there. She was checking out her phone.

Ishan saw this and wondered why is not having her lunch. He hesitantly asked.

Ishan: Hey! Why aren’t you having your lunch?

Naina: Oh hey, You came finally. I was waiting for you for lunch.

This was again something new for Ishan. Not something like it did not happen to him before, but it happened on a rare occasion. He was the one who usually used to wait for his mother, and now someone was waiting for him. He felt nice about it. Throughout lunch, Ishan learned many things about Naina.

Naina was a confident, smart and beautiful girl. But her past was tough. She grew up during her parent’s divorce. She neither got her mother’s attention and nurturing nor her dad’s. Her past was difficult, but later she moved on with her life as she got a job.

She moved away and started to live alone. Now she was living her life in peace and stability. She started caring about herself and her life and took care of it. She was caring and sweet but also very professional.

She never used to mix with her colleagues because of office politics and knowing the intentions of her male colleagues. She had to be that brutal to survive in that environment.

Since Ishan was new to the office and interning under her guidance in the company, she got to know many things about Ishan. She realized Ishan wasn’t like other male colleagues. He was sweet, innocent, obedient, and respectful.

A few months passed by, and things became normal for Ishan. He adapted to the environment and the work. He used to study for his college on weekends and tried to keep up with academics. Sometimes Naina used to help him with his assignments and projects.

They became good friends and went along really well. Both of them now could feel a spark in them for each other. Naina now started to take a lot of care of Ishan, and Ishan did the same. Ishan never tried to be physical with her. He made sure that he didn’t get unnecessarily close to her. And Naina knew this.

This was one of the many qualities of Ishan that Naina loved the most. Naina started to feel something more about Ishan. No matter how much time she spent with Ishan, it was never enough for her. She craved more. She liked taking care of him. But she loved it more when he obeyed her commands.

She provided him with lots of care, nurturing, and attention. Something he did not get in his past and something she didn’t get for herself. She was taking care of him as if she was his mother. She ensured that he didn’t get too much on his plate in the office and didn’t fail with his studies.

On the other hand, Ishan loved what Naina was doing for him. He couldn’t be any happier as he was getting everything he wanted. Naina was spending a lot of money on Ishan, so she took him to fancy restaurants and bought him gifts.

Ishan was a baby to her now. He always made her happy by obeying her. He loved her maternal behavior towards him. He sometimes used to cook for her and feed her, something he couldn’t do for his mother.

But among all of this, something was missing. Something that would bring them closer would make their bond stronger. It was the physical touch. Ishan was craving her touch. He craved to sleep on her lap. He wanted to hug her as she was doing so much for her.

He wanted to sleep in her arms when he missed his mother. But he couldn’t do it. He honored her very much and respected her. He was also afraid that if he got close to her, he might lose her, which he never wanted to happen.

Naina, too, wanted to hug him, hold his face between her breasts when he was sad, make him sleep on her lap, kiss his forehead. Ishan was her baby. But she, too, was reluctant to approach him physically as she didn’t want to appear too bold. She was afraid that Ishan wouldn’t respect her if she did so.

She, too, craved many things, but she couldn’t do anything. She wanted to take more care of him on a physical level, She wanted to provide him with her physical love, but unfortunately, she couldn’t. All she could do was wait for the right time.

She arrived early in the office the other day as she had to attend an important meeting. She texts Ishan about the same as she couldn’t pick him up. She finally gets done with her meeting and eagerly comes out in excitement to meet Ishan. Just as how a mother would be excited to meet her child after a long time.

But she couldn’t see him anywhere. So she checked her phone and got to know Ishan hasn’t even read her message yet. She called him, but the calls were left unanswered. She feels something different. She gets worried and leaves for his place as soon as she can.

She takes a half-day and rushes to Ishan’s place to find out about the situation.

To be continued.

Many new things are on their way in this story that you guys may find new. I am open to your criticism, thoughts, feelings, expectations and suggestions about this story. You guys can email me about the same at [email protected]. Thank you.

I was staying in a different city for a couple of days. So I booked a room online and checked in. The room was in a nice little flat building. I could see the balconies of a ton of flats that were above and below my own. One evening I decided to enjoy my coffee on a balcony and I glanced down at the balcony below me.

There was a couple making out passionately on their balcony, and I couldn’t stop watching them. The man had her pinned to the rails and was kissing her as he pulled the shoulders of her top down. She threw her head back and closed her eyes as he ate her neck and shoulders. She opened her eyes and saw me watching as I sipped my coffee, intrigued by the situation.

I thought she would alert her partner, but instead she just looked into my eyes. She held my gaze as she felt his tongue run up and down her body. She kissed him passionately and pulled off her top.

The man looked confused and cautious, but I saw her whisper reassuringly into his ears as she pulled off her bra. He buried his face in her tits as she threw her back and blew me a kiss. She knew what she was doing.

He turned her around and pulled off her panties, and he was obviously too preoccupied to sense my presence. Her eyes rolled up as she felt his teeth sink into her delicate shoulder. He bit her softly as he thrust inside her from behind. He wrapped his arms around her torso and she let her body lean against his and felt his dick stroke slowly into her.

Her boobs bounced to the rhythm of his thrust and her ass bounced with them. She moaned a bit too loud and looked into my eyes again. She grabbed the railings and opened her legs wider for him, and he grabbed her hips and pounded her harder. She held my gaze again as she told him to stop and put his back against the railing.

His eyes closed as she kneeled and went down on him. It was spectacular. She sucked his cock fondly as he held her hair back and groaned with his eyes closed. He put both hands on her head and forced her to choke on his cock, and she did it while she looked in my direction again. Her head moved faster and faster, and pretty soon he pulled his cock out of her juicy mouth and came on her tits. She chuckled as she got up and kissed him again.

After she kissed him, she leaned in and said something. He went back inside shortly after. The woman looked in my direction again and licked the cum on her face. She chuckled as she shrugged at me, and I grabbed my dick for her to see. She turned around and spanked her ass, and then she turned around and twirled her fingers around her nipples. She scraped cum off of both nipples and swallowed it. Then she went inside and disappeared from my life. I couldn’t believe what had just happened.

I really wished that I’d jerked off on that balcony while I watched them. She was obviously giving me a show, but I didn’t get to indulge myself.

I looked online for stories on ISS about couples fucking on balconies, but I didn’t find much. It was disappointing, but I randomly clicked on a story about cam girls and it grabbed my attention. I clicked on the link and it took me to Delhi Sex Chat website.

This website had some of the hottest cam girls I’d ever seen, and I was sold immediately! I bought credits using my debit card after signing up and started searching for my perfect girl. I found a profile of a girl named Anushree and sent her a message. I really wanted a fantasy scenario on a balcony, so I told the model that, and she texted back almost immediately.

Anushree: I’ve done naughty shit all over my house, but I never thought of the balcony. How fun! Naughty shit in some place new…I’m in!

She came on video call a few minutes later. She was wearing a purple silk robe with a pair of pink panties and bra that made her look stunning and bright. Her hair fell over her shoulders undone, and it made her look like a snack. She smiled at me with her juicy red lips and squeezed her juicy tits as she moaned gently into the cam.

Anushree: I’m excited about this!

Me: Me too!

Anushree: Why don’t you get completely naked and relax. I’ll take care of you tonight.

She wheeled her laptop to the door of her balcony and positioned it, so that we could watch each other. She threw the doors wide open and stepped onto the balcony. She threw her head back and let the light on the balcony wash over her gorgeous body.

Her robe shimmered hypnotically in the light as she stood there, allowing me to gaze at her gorgeous body. She looked into the camera and smiled as she pulled one breast out of her pink bra. She sucked on two fingers and teased her nipple in a circle. She moaned.

Anushree: Fuck…this feels different out here!

Me: You’re nipple is sexy as fuck!

Anushree: Yea? Then see the other one too.

She pulled her other tit out, but it looked awkward in her bra. She squeezed and pulled on her breasts and breathed heavily. Anushree looked around and chuckled at me before pulling the robe off her shoulders. Her boobs shined in the light as she moaned and dropped the robe to the ground and undid her bra straps.

Me: Take your bra off, but leave that sexy robe on.

Anushree: (chuckles) That’s exactly what I was thinking, you naughty boy!

The sexy model did as I asked and played with her tits. She bit her lip and smiled at me as she played with her boobs for me. She pulled one of her tits up and sucked on it. I stroked slowly as she did that, and she nodded at me as she licked her nipple with the tip of her tongue.

She let the robe stay open as she pulled her panties down just enough for me to look at her pubes. That turned me on and I started jerking off to her.

Anushree: I’ve always wanted to do something super risky like this!

Me: What’s going through that dirty mind now?

Anushree: Your cock!

She put her hand inside her panties and opened her legs. Her juicy breasts bounced gently as she sighed heavily. I jerked off harder as she moaned and touched herself. She licked her fingers to taste herself.

Anushree: I wish you were here to eat me, handsome.

Me: Oh fuck!

I jerked off even faster as she moaned and played with herself. She pulled off her panties with one hand and opened her legs wide for me. She let the robe fall off of one shoulder. Her boob was exposed to the cold air on the balcony as she touched herself.

I stroked faster as she angled her legs open wider and split her pussy lips open for me. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. She moaned again and leaned forward squeezing her juicy tits and I came…hard!

Anushree: (chuckles) It was really fun making you cum! Come back later! I wanna do this again…soon!

I left that call satisfied, and I went back to replay that scenario later. DSC is just indescribably awesome to me now and I’m a regular now!

Check out the Delhi model Anushree’s profile and hot nude photos here.

Narrated by Rahul

Maa mujhe tirchi nazar se dekhi aur fir chup rahne ka ishara ki. Aunty ko kya pata tha ki woh jab kamre mein band thi to kya ho raha tha. Ek ghante pehle mein kitchen mein Bharti ke samne apni maa ki gand mein tel laga ke maar raha tha, ye baat aunty nahi jaanti thi.

Kavita Aunty: Hahaha! Tu yaha kyu tel lagakar aayi?

Maa muskurati hui aunty ko jawaab mein boli: Sochi time na barbaad karu, pahle se hi tel laga kar aa gayi.

Aunty: Par kyu?

Main turant samne se aunty ke paas maa ke peeche ja baitha aur bola: Offo aunty, aapko kuch nahi pata. Main dikhaun tel kyu lagayi mom ne?

Maa ki gand ko failata hua mein aunty se bola: Aise faila kar pakadiye?

Aunty gand ko dono taraf haato se phailakar mere samne tel se sani ched dikhakar boli: Lo, ab?

Main do ungli se maa ki gand ke muh par sahlaya. Aur fir aunty ko dikhata hua apni dono ungliya unke andar utaar di.

Aunty: Ufff…

Maa: Aaahh! Mmmm!

Apni do ungliya maa ki gand mein dheere-dheere ghusata aur nikalta hua mein aunty se bola: Tel laga ke karne par aur bhi maza aata hai aunty.

Main ungli chodta hua maa se aage poocha: Kyu mom! Sahi bola na, zyada maza aata haina?

Maa: Oh! Haan, bohut, mmmm!

Maa maze mein thi to yaha unke peeche mein aunty ko aankh maari aur dusre hath se farsh par padi health faucet uthakar unhe di. Aunty pahle jhijhak dikhayi aur fir maine unhe aankho ka ishara kiya ki maa kuch nahi bolegi.

Par woh baat na mani to main gand se ungli nikal unke ek hath ko pakad bola: Aunty ab aap karo. Ghusaiye apni ungli.

Aunty: Theek hai, woh kar dungi.

Ye kahti hui aunty mere ungliyo ke jagah maa ki gand mein apni ungliya ghusane lagi. Aunty ko aise meri maa ki gand mein ungli chodte dekh mein kaafi uttejit tha.

Mann to kar raha tha ki muth maar hi loon lekin apne aap par kaafi niyantran rakhe hue tha. Aunty ko unke kaam par lagakar mein ab apne kaam par lagne ki soch raha tha.

Maa ke paet ke neeche se mein faucet le gaya aur unki choot ki honto par halke se sata kar halki pani ke cheeto se sahlane laga.

Maa: Mmmm, ye bohut achcha lag raha hai.

Ye kaha kar maa neeche se dekhi aur fir aage boli: Oh, faucet se kar rahe ho? Kavita ne sikhaya kya?

Aunty maa ki gand ungliyo se chodti hui mujhe dekhi. Mano kahna chahti ho ki woh nahi maine aunty ko sikhaya ye. Par main apne dusre hath se apni honto par ungli rakh unhe chup rahne ka ishara kar.

Maa ko jawaab mein bola: Haan, aunty ne sikhaya, boli isme bohut maza aata hai unhe.

Maa: Hahaha, Kavita, tu na chuparustam ho, badi sharmati ho par dimaag mein ye sab gyaan bhare hue hai tumhare. Aunty chup chaap muskurati hui maa ko chodti rahi aur mein neeche se unki choot par paani ki bahaaw se sahlata raha.

Maa araam se ghodi bani aunty ki gand mein chudti ungliyo ka aur neeche pani ki masti mein khoi rahi. Kuch pal baad maine apni badmashi shuru kar di. Faucet ke muh ko maa ki choot ki honto ke beech sahlata hua dheere dheere choot ki muh tak pahunha aur halka sa dabaaw diya.

Maa pahle sochi ki main anjaane mein kar raha hun par fir jab mein dawaab ko badaya to maa kamar thodi peeche ki. Apne dusre hath se unke kamar ko pakda aur faucet ko unki choot ke muh par poore zor se dabakar lagadi.

Maa: Mmmm, thoda door rakho.

Woh ab bhi soch rahi thi ki main anjane mein ye kar raha hun. Par kuch pal baad woh kamar machlane lagi aur boli: Rahul thoda door karo.

Par nahi, aunty mujhe dekh muskurane lagi, aur fir maa bol uthi: Ah, Rahul, sune nahi.

Kareeb 4-5 second unki choot mein dabakar pani marne ke baad main faucet hataya. Fir mujhe meri manchahi cheez dekhne ko mili. Maa ke muh se ek aah nikli aur wahi unki jangho ke beech unki choot se paani phach phachati hui phoot nikli.

Maa: Ahhh, Rahul, aise mat karo.

Main: Kyu mom, maza nahi aaya?

Ye kahta hua mein faucet wapas unki choot ke muh par lagaya aur paani marna shuru kar diya. Maa kamar hilakar hatne ki koshish ki to Kavita aunty turant unki kamar ko apne dusre hath se pakadli.

Maa: Oh, Rahul, ruko!

Maa rukne ko to bol rahi thi par unki awaaz mein bhari sisak na rukne ka ishara bhi de rahi thi. Main firse kuch pal faucet dabaye rakha aur fir chor diya. Unki choot firse paani ki phuchkaar bahar de maari.

Ye dekh main kaafi zyada uttejit hua aur shayad Kavita aunty bhi. Kavita aunty bhi uttejna mein maa ki gand mein ungliyo ko tezi se maar rahi thi.

Maa: Ah, oh!

Meine firse wahi kiya aur firse unki choot pani ki pichkari mari. Aur ye main 2 se 3 bar aur kiya aur poocha: Kyu mom, mast haina ye tareeka!

Mom: Aah, haan, mast to hai waise.

Maa sar ghumakar Kavita aunty ko dekh boli: Tu to bohut kuch janti hai Kavi, kabhi mujhe nahi sikhayi ye sab!

Kavita aunty kuch bole isse pahle mein bola: Wahi to mom, aunty kaafi kuch jaanti hai, par batati nahi.

Ye kahta hua ek akhiri baar mein faucet ko unki choot se lagakar pani maara aur is baar kuch pal zyada lagaye rakha aur fir maa boli: Bass bass, ruko!

Woh apne shabt khatm karte hi paani ki bhaari maatra bahar mutne lagi aur boli: Ufff, sachme ahhh, bohut mast hai ye.

Main: Aunty ne ek aur cheez sikhaya mujhe mom.

Maa: Woh kya?

Main: Karu kya?

Main maa ko dilasa dena chahta tha ki ab jo bhi ho unke maze ke liye hai. To is karan maa ko sunate hue Kavita aunty se bola: Aunty, mom ko bhi wahi maza de kya?

Aunty samajh gayi ki main kya chahta hun. Mera tukka sahi laga jab aunty boli: Haan, kardo, use bhi to pata chale, ki tum kitne badmash ho.

Main faucet neeche se upar laya aur maa samne dekh intezaar karne lagi ki ab kya hoga. Aunty dheere-dheere chodti hui maa ki gand se unliya nikali aur mein faucet ko gand ke ched par dabakar pani andar de mara.

Maa: Mmmm, ye.

Shayad ek pal maa ko abhaas nahi hua par fir unhe ehsaas hua ki unke sath main kya kar raha hun aur woh boli: Oh, waha?

Woh apne kamar ko thodi aage li faucet se door hone ke liye par aunty unke kamar ko pakad kasti hui unhe tikaye rakhi taaki mein apna kaam karu. Aunty ki aisi harkat maano jo kah rahi ho.

Lo Rahul karde apni maa ke sath jo tujhe karna hai. Ye harkat mujhe itni uttejit kar gayi ki mein faucet ko aur dabata hua pani marne laga.

Maa: Ahhh, Rahul! Waha kyu? Oh, waha nahi!

Par main nahi suna aur pani deta gaya aur fir maa apni puri takat lagakar aage badi aur boli: Ahhh, waise mat karo, ohhh!

Woh apne shabd khatm ki aur fir unki gand se pani ki lambi rekha nikal padi. Wah, kya nazara tha, pani ki patli lambi dhaar unki gand se peeche ki diwaar par marne lagi. Mano woh apni gand se mano kaafi zor se mutt rahi ho.

Mera lund ye dekh tamtama raha tha. Uttejna ke jhatke maar raha tha, aur main itna zyada uttejit tha ki mere lund ki nase ubhar kar phatne ko thi. Pani ki pahle lambi aur fir dheere-dheere choti hoti dhaar. Fir bachi hui pani bahkar unki jangho se neeche farsh par.

Maa mudkar Kavita aunty ko dekh boli: Tujhe ye sab bhi pasand hai!

Maa ab bhi yahi soch rahi thi ki ye sab Kavita aunty mujhe sikhayi hai. Par maa ko kya pata ye saare tareeke maine porn dekh kar seekhe hai. Yaha is waqt in sabka shikshak unka apna beta hi tha.

Kavita aunty: Kyu? Kaisa laga?

Maa: Sachme ajeeb!

Main is taraf unkji gand par faucet ko dubara lagaya aur paani dene laga. Mujhe laga maa rokegi. Par mere masti ko aur uchaalti hui woh gand ko mere liye taan kar deti hui sahmati ke sath boli: Zyaada der mat rakhna, navi mein dard hone lagta hai.

Ye sun mein poore josh mein aa gaya ki maa ko ye pasand aayi. Aunty ke tarah nahi jo mana kar di. Main poore maze mein unke andar paani diya aur fir maa boli: Haan, bass bass!

Ab jab maa sahmat thi to zor zabardasti kyu? Ye soch maine faucet hatayi aur firse maa meri manchahi drishya dikhane lagi. Is baar aur bhi tez taraar dhaar ke sath unki gand ne pani bahar maari.

Aur kaai baar paani ki dhaar ke khatm hone par woh halki geeli paad bhi maar jaati. Pata nahi kyu, par jo mein dekh raha tha woh bas meri uttejna par kai hazaaro kilo ki chot maar raha tha.

Main unke muh se sunne ke liye poocha: Firse karu mom?

Maa: Hmmm, karona!

Main firse wahi kiya aur apne liye uttejnaatmak drishya banata gaya. Iske baad mein maa se bola: Mom!

Maa: Haan, ek aur cheez hai.

Maa: Kya?

Main unki gand mein firse pani marne laga aur bola: Jab tak mein na kahu pakde rakhiyega andar nikaliyega mat.

Mom: Hmmm, dekhti hun, par zyada der nahi pakade rah sakungi, kya hua?

Main unko jawab na diya aur jab tak woh mujhe roki nahi mein andar pani chorta gaya. Jaise hi woh roki mein turant faucet unki kamar se neeche unki choot ke muh par lagaya. Aur pani maarta hua bola: Bass ek do second pakde rakhiye mom!

Maa: Oh dono ek sath nahi, ahhh!

Unki gand ke muh par maine apna anghuta laga diya taaki woh pani bahar na nikale. Choot mein 3 se 4 second pani maarne ke baad bola: Ok mom, ab choriye ek sath.

Maa: Ahh, wow!

Maa ke sath main aur Kavita aunty bhi bina awaaz ke waah bol gaye. Mera lund hathode jaisa uchal uchal kar jhatke marne laga. Maa ki choot aur gand se ek sath paani kisi baandh ke tarah phoot pada.

Ye baat ajeeb thi ki isme na main kisi ko chod raha tha na maa ya aunty chudwa rahi thi. Lekin bina chudhayi ke bhi iss khel ne ham theeno ko behad zyada uttejit kar diya tha.

Main: Mom, kaisa laga!

Maa: Ahh, bohut zyada, achchaa!

Main unki gand mein firse paani mara aur bola: Isbar bhi rokiyega.

Maa: Nahi-nahi, Hmmm, theek hai par zyada nahi.

Main uth kar dheere se maa ke peeche ja baitha aur Kavita aunty sochne lagi ki mere dimag mein ab kya hai?

Maa ke peeche ghutno pe khada. Ek hath mein faucet pakde aur dusre se jab apne lohe jaisa lund pakda tab Kavita aunty ko abhaas hua ki mere mann mein ab kya hai!

Maa: Haan haan, bass bass, aur nahi!

Main faucet hataya aur maa intezar ki ki ab mein choot mein faucet lagaunga. Par maa ki soch ke pare maine apna lund unki gand ke muh par lagayi aur kaha: Mom, ek cheez aur bol rahi thi aunty mujhse.

Mom: Woh kya hai?

Aunty mere kaan ko pakad maa ke peet peeche bina awaaz ke daantne lagi ki main unko kyu phasa rahi hun. Main muskurata hua maa se bola: Karke dikhaun.

Maa: Uff, theek hai jaldi, zyada der nahi rok sakti.

Bechari maa zyada der nahi rokne ki baat ki aur yaha main apne kamar ko aage badate hue unki gand mein apna tam-tamaya lund ghused diya.
Maa: Ah, nahi aise nahi Rahul!

Maa ki kamar ko pakad mein unki gand mein apna lund chodna shuru kar diya. Unki baat na sunta hua har baar thodi aur andar aur tez marta gaya.

Maa: Ah, ruko, ah!

Kuch pal baad.

Maa: Oh, nahi, oh ruko.

Kuch pal bad firse maa boli: Aah, hmmmm!

Samajh gaya ki ab maa ko bhi maza aane laga. Faucet ko Kavita aunty ko dekar aankh maar diya. Aunty samajh gayi aur neeche se maa ki choot par faucet lagakar waha pani dene lagi.

Maa: Oh, waha abhi nahi!

Maa turant sar ghuma kar dekhi ki mein ye sare kaam ek sath kaise kar raha hun. Kavita aunty ko neeche se karte dekh woh aage boli: Oh, to tu bhai, hath bata rahi hai!

Maa ki gand mein shayad kaafi dabaaw tha. Andar hi andar woh har baar mere lund ko bahar dhakel rahi thi. Aur main poore josh mein unki gand ko chodne mein laga hua tha. Unki aisi gand ka to maza tha hi.

Par ye soch ki woh gand mein pani ke dabaaw ke sath mere lund ko le rahi hai ye baat aur bhi zyada maza de raha tha. Neeche rah-rah kar aunty unki choot mein pani dhakelti aur choot se paani mere jangho par cheetak kar nikal rahi thi.

In sab ke beech mein sahayad aur zyada nahi tikne wala tha. Ek to kitchen mein maa ko chodne par bhi mujhe jhadne ka maoka nahi mila tha. Fir aunty ko gaay bana kar nahlaane se lekar unki bhi gand mein pani marne ki uttejna thi.

Aur ab maa ke sath ki hui ye saari harkate mujhe hara rahi thi. Kuch hi der baad aunty bhi maa ko aur maza dene mein jut gayi. Woh bhi neeche se maa ki choot mein apni ungliya chodne lag gayi.

Ek taraf mera lohe jaisa lund unki gand ko chod raha tha to wahi aunty apni ungliyo se maa ki choot ko chod rahi thi. Main unki gand mein poori zor se lund chodta hua bola: Ah, bolo mom!

Maa: Shayad mein jhadne wali hun, shayad, nahi ho raha mujhse aur, ahhh!

Unki baat sunn mein poori takat ke sath apne kamar hilana shuru kar diya. Unke dabaaw bhare gand mein itne zor se main lund ghusa raha tha. Har maar par meri kamar unke geele gand par thapad ki awaaz nikalte hue takra rahi thi.

Thap-thap-thap-thap-thap-thap-thap-thap-thap-thap!

Maa: Ah! Rahul, mein jhad rahi hoo!

Fir mere hawas ki pakad dheeli pad gayi, mere hath maa ke kamar par kass gayi. Aur mein lund ko poori gahraayi tak rakh apne mardana rass ka prawaah unke andar, unke dabaaw ko badane mein laga diya.

Mere rass ki kayi lambi pichkaariya mein unke andar hi andar ugalta gaya. Jab pichkariyo ki kataar khatm hui to ek alag sa dabaaw mere lund ko unki gand se dhakel bahar nikali.

Mere lund ke bahar nikalte hi pani ki tez-taraar dhaar mere naavi par aur mere thake lund par maarti hui dhone lagi. Pani ki 5 se 6 moti pichkariya woh apni gand se ugalti gayi. Main dekhta hua apne kamzor hote ghutno par khada raha.

Waha aunty bhi bass ye sab dekhti rahi ki kya aisa bhi hota hai. Main thakta hua maa ke ubhare kamar par ja tika aur maa bhi himat kar mere bhaar ko apne peet par liye kuch der ghodi bani rahi.

In sabke baad agle 10-minute mein ham sab nahakar washroom se bahar nikle. hum teeno hi maa ke kamre mein bilkul nange apne badan see pani poch rahe the.

Aunty boli: Aaj to Rahul ne had hi paar kar di.

Maa towel se jangho ke beech apni choot poochti hui hui boli: Haan, kaafi zyada, aur iski saza bhi milegi ise ab.

Main: Saza! Woh kyu, aur kya saza?

Maa mujhse boli: Khana taiyaar hai, pahle khalo, taakat sametlo tum pahle.

Aunty baal puchti hui boli: Kya saza dene wali ho iss badmaash ko!

Maa: Bharti boli ki woh 5 se 5:30 baje tak hi laotegi.

Maa nangi chalti hui mere paas aayi aur mere murjhaye lund ko hath mein nazukta se pakad aage boli: To Rahul beta, saza ye hai ki Bharti ke aane tak, tum ham dono ko maze dete rahne wale ho.

Uske baad 2 baje ke aas-paas ham teeno khana kha kar wapas maa ke kamre mein aaye. Fir jaisa ki maa ne kaha, sham ke 5:30 baje tak ham teeno sex ka bharpoor maza liye.

To be continued.

Hi everyone, I don’t wish to reveal my real name and city. Let’s say I’m from Bangalore. I have a thick and curvy body. Because of this, I get stared at a lot. I’m 5’4″ tall, and I have large boobs and buttocks. I never measured it, but I wear a 36C size bra and 38 size panties.

I have a dusky complexion, curly hair, big eyes and thick lips. I don’t have a flat stomach. It bulges out a little. I appear to be decent on the outside, but I’m a sex-crazed bitch on the inside. I started watching porn and masturbating very early. I have emotionally unavailable parents, so I got off track early.

I usually dress modestly in kurtis and jeans or loose t-shirts with pants or crop tops with long skirts. I also usually wear a scarf around my neck to hide my big breasts because they attract much attention, even from women. Sometimes it makes me uncomfortable.

But mostly, I enjoy the attention people give my boobs and buttocks. Men usually look at me with a lust-filled gaze. I look quite modern, but I don’t like foreign porn or anything that is not Indian, including porn and sex partners. I wear a belly button ring and mostly don’t wear a panty.

It makes me feel like a slut and keeps my pussy wet. Sometimes I even walk around the house with something stuffed in my pussy. It feels too good! I have looked at myself naked in the mirror. The huge hanging boobs and the big belly with a belly button ring make me look like a dirty, cheap prostitute.

And I fucking love that!

I am an IT employee. I have had rough and dirty sex with about 10 men without my family’s knowledge. But I will narrate one incident only in this story.

A rice mill cum wholesale rice shop near my house, and a North Indian man owns it. So, all the servants and laborers working there are North Indian villagers from UP, Bihar etc.

I’m not stereotyping anyone here. But most of those laborers are lusty and horny men who openly stare and pass lewd comments. I visited that shop once a month to place orders for rice bags. It is at a walkable distance from my house.

Whenever I went to that shop, I used to see all the workers stopping their work to stare at me. They used to look at each other and smile creepily. But there was one particular guy who attracted my attention. He was of medium height and had tattooed hands.

He had an evil look on his face. He had greenish eyes. All these features made him look boorish and sexy. I liked his staring the most. One day, while I was at the shop, he walked past me while brushing his elbows against my left boob. I was taken aback but did not flinch.

My heart was racing as I walked back home. I started to want him badly. I came home that day and rubbed the fuck out of my pussy while calling myself ‘randi,’ imagining it coming from him. After that, every time I went there, he started subtly touching me, on my boobs or ass or pussy.

I loved the courage that guy had, and I used to let him touch me wherever he wanted to. Nobody noticed him touching me. I badly wanted to see his dick and stuff it in my pussy. I was hoping it was long and fat. The fatter the dick, the hornier I become.

A few weeks later, one day, I was sitting at home, feeling horny. My mom was trying to call the shop owner to place an order. He was not answering the calls, so my mom sent me to check. I was not wearing a bra. But my mom told me it was urgent. So I wore a scarf and rushed to the shop.

My heartbeat was very high. As I approached the shop, it got windy. My scarf kept flying up, exposing my boobs through my yellow t-shirt. The owner was not there that day, so the workers had a gala time staring at me. This guy did something unexpected.

He walked up to me, lifted my scarf and grabbed my left boob. I almost fainted. His lusty eyes were making my pussy leak. I wanted to grab him and suck his dick wildly, but I controlled myself. He came very close to me. I was scared and EXTREMELY horny at the same time.

I picked sex over shame and decided to get fucked by him at any cost. So, I seductively smiled at him. Then I asked all of them, “Aapke seth kahaan hai?” (Where is your owner?) One of them said, “He’ll be back in a while.” So I gave this guy another slutty look and started walking towards my home.

But I wanted him to take hints and follow me, so I took a different route. I couldn’t believe that I was taking such a huge risk and doing this daredevilry. To my surprise, just as expected, he started to follow me after looking here and there.

Now, I live in an upmarket locality, so most streets are empty all day. Nobody comes out. And it was afternoon, so there was not a soul on the roads. I found an empty plot and stopped there, hoping to get fucked behind the bushes. I pretended to adjust my sandals. He came close and said, “Ma’am.” I was like, “Yes, it’s happening!”

Me: Haan? Kya hua? (Yes? What happened?)

He: Mem, aap mujhe pasand ho. (Ma’am, I like you.)

I couldn’t control my innate slutty behavior. I could not pretend to be normal anymore. I mentally prepared myself for a really good fuck and to be used like a filthy prostitute.

Me: (smiling) Acha? Sach mein? (Yeah? Really?)

He narrowed his eyes and whispered, “Han.” He fondled my pussy with his left hand and pinched my boob with his right hand. It was driving me crazy. I wanted to take off all my clothes and get fucked like an animal. My heartbeat was so high that I could hear it.

I was horny and nervous at the same time. I said, “Ruko, yahaan chalte hai,” (Stop, let’s go there.), pointing to the empty plot with bushes.

We quietly walked in on the dry leaves and reached a spot behind the bushes and the compound wall. I was taking a huge risk – hygiene risk, pregnancy risk, risk of being caught and shamed. My desire was stronger than all my fears. So I turned into a cheap roadside prostitute.

I fondled his dick over his pants and said, “Utaaro pant.” (Take off your pant). He took off his pant, and there it was! It was just as I had expected!! About 8 inches long and thick and sloppy. I had never seen a dick like that before. It was wet with precum already!

It was gleaming in the sunlight. The dick I had craved for months! It was very smelly, and the filthy urine smell made me even hornier. Black, fat cock with the smell of urine! Fuck, perfect! In one go, I took it into my mouth. He held my head, and I started sloppily sucking it. I was fucking loving it.

The smell of his pee was driving me crazy. I wanted him to treat me like a prostitute, so I took the dick from my mouth and said, “Gandi gaali de mujhe.” (Call me dirty names). He said, “Acha? Choos randi!” (Yeah? Suck it, you slut). I put the dick back into my mouth and started sucking on it.

Then I got up and lowered my pant and kneeled again. I held his cock with one hand and rubbed my pussy with the other. He said, “Shareef dikhti hai par randi nikli.” (She looked decent but turned out to be a prostitute). When he said that, I started sucking his cock faster.

It turned into a fat and rock-hard object. I felt it growing in my mouth. Then I said, “Chal chod mujhe aur jaldi kar,” (Come on now fuck me and do it fast).
Then he grabbed me by my neck, choked me, and felt my pussy and ass well. I took off my t-shirt.

I got goosebumps because I was fully naked outside my house, in the open! I let him do whatever he wanted to. For about 10 minutes, he squeezed my boobs, sucked and bit my nipples. He spat inside my ass hole, inserted 2 fingers, and started fingering my anus.

He also sucked and ate my pussy like a hungry animal would eat food. I was lying naked on the leaves and moaning softly. I called him, “Maadarchod.” He heard that and slapped my pussy. I was in heaven! And when he was licking my boobs, I was fondling his cock.

I like the balls (testicles), especially the big hanging balls. I like to sniff and nibble on them. And he had huge dangling balls which were covered by hair. But I still smelt the balls by deeply inhaling the pee smell and body odor and sucked on his balls.

I choked him and told him to be a man and call me filthy names. He used words like ‘bhadwi,’ ‘chuttad saali,’ etc. I came hard hearing those words while his cock was in my mouth. Then he pulled me by my hair and pushed me to the ground. He entered my pussy in one go.

My pussy is neither tight nor loose. I think the wetness made it easy for him. I gasped! Fuckk! That feeling! His throbbing long, black, smelly, fat dick is inside my pussy! Damn! He was too good at it!

He kept thrusting and pumping hard in missionary. I pulled him close and kissed him. He was drunk. I smelt alcohol. That drove me even crazier. I made him bite my nipples while fucking me by pushing his head down.

I said, “Sunn bhadwe, apna ras mere badan pe chod de, chut mein kuch nahi jaana chahiye.” (Listen, you pimp, ejaculate on my body, nothing should go into my pussy). He then flipped me and entered my ass hole by spitting on his dick. It was unexpected.

I thought he would fuck my pussy in the doggy position! I was in extreme pain. I gasped and went numb. I said, “Abey madarchod bata ke toh gaand maarta.” (Motherfucker, you should have at least warned me that you would fuck my ass).

He said, “Chup,” and pinned my head down on the ground. I was fucking loving all of that! I loved the pain! I kept saying, “Ahhhh,” in a low voice. I thought I would die or something serious would happen to me. Tears trickled down my face.

After about 10 minutes, he finally pulled out of my big dirty anus and made me suck his cock. I very happily did that. Imagine a fat, sweaty prostitute with messy hair, huge hanging boobs and a big belly with a dangling belly button piercing-sucking a black, fat dick in the open!

I was on cloud nine! He showed no mercy, and I loved that! I kept sucking till he was about to cum and then made him cum on my boobs and stomach. Fuck! It makes me horny even now. He then made me lie down and buried his face inside my pussy. I was enjoying it to the hilt.

He spat on my pussy. Then I came hard again. I came 3 times during the whole thing. I made him lick my pussy after I came. Then he wore his pants, and I got up to wear my clothes. I felt like a real fallen, filthy prostitute getting laid in the bushes by a laborer!

It was amazing! I kissed him again to thank him and licked his lips and neck. Only after I stood up that I realize how fucked up I was! I fucking couldn’t walk. I said, “Dekh tune kya kiya hai, khade nahi ho paa rahi main.” (Look what you have done, I cannot stand) and laughed.

Then I wore my clothes quickly. I let the cum remain on my body. It was smelly. This took around 25 minutes, and my mom kept calling me. I picked up the call while my ass was stuffed with a monstrous cock and said, “He told me to wait. He’ll be here in a few minutes.”

I then walked home with great difficulty. The pain was unbearable. I acted normal and went inside my room, locked the door, took off all my clothes and first ate his cum from my boobs and stomach. Then I spat on myself and squeezed my boobs.

I inserted my lotion bottle inside my pussy, and rubbed myself while uttering madarchod, bhosdike, etc. I came hard for the 4th time in 40 minutes. Then I peed inside a mug, poured it on myself, and masturbated again. And then finally showered and got out. I was fucking exhausted!

The best part is, no one saw us, no one suspected anything, and everything went well. A week later, I learned that the guy was fired by his owner. I was heartbroken. I don’t know what led to him being fired. I crave from him even now, after almost 1 year.

So, that was the incident. I hope you like it. Bye, until next time!

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Vani was uncomfortable and said, “They are our parents’ age. I feel awkward exposing myself in this transparent lingerie.”

Ravi was impatient, “No, darling, I bet her dress will be even sexier.” He changed into shorts and a vest, and his cock raised a huge tent. Ravi was right. When they went into the hall, Arun and Rekha had changed dresses and waited.

Rekha wore a sleeveless nightdress so transparent that all her assets were exposed. It was much bolder than Vani’s. Ravi’s eyes popped out. He dropped all pretensions and plans of showing albums, sitting next to her.

In two strides, he reached her, hugged and kissed her, saying,” My God, you are mind-blowing, Aunty.”

And she was. No one would believe that she was the mother of Anita. She looked more like an elder sister. There was not an ounce of fat. Though broad, her flat stomach made her big, firm tits jut out provocatively. Rekha’s thunder thighs and puffed-up cunt mound drove Ravi mad.

Rekha kissed him back and said, “Thanks Ravi for the compliment. You said that you would show albums. I would love to see them.”

Ravi looked at Arun hesitatingly. Arun laughed and said, “Show her album and whatever you want to show, carry on.”

Ravi hugged her from behind, squeezing her tits, pushing his cock between her buttocks, and pushing her into the bedroom. Vani sat on the sofa, confused about what she should do.

Arun sat next to her and gently put a hand on her thigh, patted gently and said, “Vani, there is no problem if you don’t wish to do it. I can understand. I am your father’s age.”

Vani smiled and said, “Uncle, how can any woman resist you? Even your daughter could not. My only concern is what will you think of me?”

Arun laughed, pulled her up, hugged and kissed her, saying, “I will think that I have one more sexy, horny daughter.”

He gently led her to the bedroom and disrobed her, and she removed his clothes. He was an experienced and seasoned fucker. His love, care and fucking were more like her brother’s. But Arun was a master. He knew when to be rough and when to go soft.

He sensed her moods and licked, sucked and fucked. He seemed to know what she wanted. Arun changed positions and talked sweetly, forcing her to talk about her fucking with Rahul and Atul. She found getting hornier as she talked and gave upward thrusts when he was fucking hard.

He encouraged her to use Kannada foul words when fucking, and she immensely enjoyed the fucking sessions. For Ravi also, the fucking with Rekha was a unique experience. Her motherly love and uninhibited passion for fucking excited him a lot.

When she was sucking him, she told him, “Ravi, call me Amma. Atul hesitated many days. He was scared and asked Raj to help him when we were fucking.”

Ravi was surprised by her energy and enthusiasm. She rode him for a long time. Her big tits were dancing, and she made him dance to his tunes. The thought that he fucked both mom and daughter was thrilling to him.

Rahul called them ten minutes before to end their fucking sessions. Everyone could make out how much they enjoyed the fucking by the glow on their faces.

After a week, Rekha and Arun returned and sent Pratyusha and Sunil. Vani was completely bowled over by Sunil. She had never experienced such a heavy pounding. He fucked hard and could go on fucking for a long time. She thought she would faint with pleasure.

Ravi was amazed by Pratyusha’s fucking prowess. She would arouse him by dancing to sexy numbers and shed clothes one by one. She introduced him to anal fucking. Each woman took him to the heavenly pleasure of fucking in her style.

Vani was enjoying fucking by different men with different techniques. But she enjoyed the love and fucking of Atul. Somehow their bonding was unique and special.

Everyone was free and shed inhibitions. They were fucking anyone, any time, and anywhere. They were comfortable moving naked. Men would grab tits, push fingers and lick cunts. Women would suck cocks when they felt like it.

Vani was enjoying herself to the hilt since she quit the job. She loved to spend time with her daughter and fuck as and when she pleased. The only hitch was they had to behave when Divya was around, which was becoming difficult.
Then, Atul dropped Divya at his home for a few days.

She loved playing with Sachin, and one of the grandfathers would drop her at school and bring her back home. Though all were enjoying non-stop fucking and thrills, Vani felt guilt. Was her daughter suffering due to her mother’s lust? Vani was very particular about her daughter’s diet and exercise.

Then lightning struck their lives. Atul and Vani’s dad died due to a massive heart stroke. They rushed to the town. Their mom Sushma was inconsolable.
After all rites rituals were completed, Sushma refused to stay in her children’s homes. She wanted to be left alone.

Vani forced her to stay in their homes in the city. Sushma loved playing with Divya and Sachin and slowly realized her loss and reality. After a couple of weeks, she went back to the town. They had a huge estate, and it needed looking after.

It took them all a long time to resume fucking activities. There was no mood or enthusiasm. Pratyusha and Rekha slowly convinced Atul and Vani that they had to get along with their lives. Their dad would not be happy to see his children sad.

Raj pinged several times and then gave up. He thought they enjoyed themselves so much that they had no time to reply. After about six months, Vani pinged him.

Vani: Hi, Raj.

Raj: Hi, Vani darling, what happened? You vanished from the radar.

Vani: Yes. An unfortunate tragedy at home. Our dad passed away.

Raj: Oh, my God. So sorry, When? How?

Vani: Six months back. Massive heart stroke. Nothing could be done.

Raj: How is Mom? How is she coping? Is she with you?

Vani: She is ok. But I am a little worried. I think she is sliding into depression; she stares into space. Now she wants to go back to the town. She left a week back.

Raj: Why?

Vani: Estate. I think I told you we had got huge estates. Dad was managing, and now she has to look after them. I volunteered to do that for her, but she was adamant. She doesn’t want to disrupt my family life.

Raj: Oh. Then how do you make her come out of depression?

Vani: Slowly, we came back to our full blast fucking schedule.

Raj: Ok, coming back to your mom, what do you intend to do?

Vani: We thought she might come out of depression if you chatted with her.

Raj: Let me get this straight. Do all men want to fuck her, including your brother, Atul?

Vani: No, Atul is reluctant, but all others want to.

Raj: How will you introduce me to her?

Vani: As my hubby’s senior colleague, I will tell her that you are witty and pleasant and would make her laugh.

Raj: Then?

Vani: Then feel your way and befriend her. Send her your stories.

Raj: Do you think she will join your group? What are the chances?

Vani: Frankly, I don’t think it is even worth trying. She is very orthodox and traditional. But there is no harm in trying.

Raj: Ok, fine.

Sushma sighed as she went back home after estate work. Though she slowly reconciled to her husband’s absence, the boredom and loneliness that awaited her at home made her sad. Her children and grandchildren call her daily on WhatsApp and try to cheer her up.

Her mobile rang, it was Vani.

Vani said, “Mom, I want you to chat with Ravi’s senior colleague. He is witty and friendly, and you need to come out of your shell.”

Sushma said, “I don’t have the energy or interest to chat with anyone.”

Vani said, “Give it a try. No harm.”

Sushma went home and had a hot shower. She watched a boring movie on TV when she recalled what her daughter said. She opened her laptop, and one Raj sent a friend request. She accepted. She and Raj chatted for about an hour.

Initially, she was apprehensive, but she found him easy to talk to. She appreciated that he did not talk about her husband, married life or anything that would have distressed her. Vani may have told him.

He talked about his childhood, the pranks that he pulled, and his college days. Some of his anecdotes made her laugh. For the next ten days, they chatted for many hours. She realized that Vani was right, she felt her heart lighten, and her moods lift.

One day she asked him.

Sushma: Raj, what are your hobbies?

Raj: Hmm, promise me that you won’t stop being a friend if I tell you.

Sushma: You tell me, then I will decide.

Raj: No way, let us talk about something else, then.

Sushma: Hmm, ok. I will be friends. Now, tell me.

Raj: I am a sex story writer; I have a huge fan following.

Sushma: Oh, who reads such dirty things?

Raj: Many.

He told her about how he sent a story just for fun. It was a big hit, and how fans forced him to write stories and narrate their experiences.

Sushma: You have many fans, all men?

Raj: No, all women.

Sushma: You are joking. Decent women never read such stories.

Raj: I also thought like you. All my earlier stories were decently written, without foul words, as I did not want to lose female readers. My women fans forced me to use bad words, foul language and more graphic descriptions of the sex act.

Sushma: Impossible.

Raj: We are from the same age group. Until I wrote stories, I also thought decent women hated sex or sex-related topics and did not enjoy sex. They tolerate sex to have babies. They cannot say ‘No’ to their men.

Sushma: That is the truth.

Raj: No, farthest from the truth. Oh, I am sorry, I didn’t realize I was talking about a taboo subject.

Raj deftly diverted the topic to movies and books. After ten minutes, Sushma lost patience.

Sushma: I think you owe me an explanation. I refuse to believe women enjoy sex. You are trying to tell me that the earth is flat.

Raj: Haha. Mrs. Orthodox. I can convince you that the earth is round and that women are hornier and enjoy sex more than men. Your view of sex is like flat earth.

Sushma: Is it? Tell me.

Raj: Sex was an integral part of our country, religion and rituals. It was never a taboo. We had a God ‘Manmadha’ for sex, and most of our temples have sex positions and nude women and men sculptures. Hundreds of years of rule by Muslim and British rulers brainwashed us into believing sex is a sin. And that decent women should dislike sex.

Sushma: Oh, I never thought about it. Our temples have sex statues. I also have seen it.

Raj: Our previous generation women were scared of sex. They had children by the dozens, so fear of conception overruled the enjoyment. After the invention of contraceptives, they were free from the shackles and enjoyed sex like never before.

Sushma: That is all humbug. Horny women exist in horny men’s brains, not in reality.

Raj: Shall I send you a real story of my friend Ishika? You read and tell me.

Sushma: Ok, send it.

Raj sent Ishika part1 story in her mail. That was a disaster. When she gave her main ID to her mom to chat with Raj, Vani forgot to delete emails in her inbox.
So far, Sushma did not pay attention to the inbox’s contents.

When Raj sent the story, her eyes widened in shock as she saw that Raj had sent many stories to her daughter. She pinged Raj. She was furious.

Sushma: Raj, did you send stories to my daughter? How dare you? Do you think she is a slut? I don’t want to chat with you. Goodbye.

Raj immediately pinged Vani. She did not respond. He sent her an email explaining to her what had happened. After a few hours, Vani came online.

Vani: Why did you do such a stupid thing? Why did you send her a story?

Raj: I did a stupid thing? I implored you to create a new email ID for your mom. But you gave your mail-id without deleting emails in your inbox.

Vani: Yes, I am sorry I lost cool. She called me and fired me about moral values, decent behavior, and ethics.

Raj: What did you say?

Vani: I told her that I am grown up and married. Ravi and I enjoy reading Raj’s stories because they make us excited. Then she cut the phone. I think this has misfired. Anyway, thanks for your efforts. Every time we can’t win.

Raj: I won’t accept defeat easily.

Vani: Haha. What else can you do?

Raj: Wait for her to read the story. I think she will cool down and come back to chat.

Sushma was fuming and fretting. She was angry and upset that her careful upbringing of her daughter, teaching moral values regarding sex, all came to naught. One part of her mind told her that Vani is married and what is wrong if she reads sex stories?

Sushma tossed and turned and could not sleep. She got up, and out of curiosity, she opened Ishika’s story sent by Raj. She started reading reluctantly, but the first few sentences of the story jolted her.

By the time she reached the part where Ishika was getting fucked in the theatre’s restroom, her breathing became quicker. Her cunt was getting wet. Sushma got out of her nighty and started rubbing her clit and stroking her cunt as she continued reading.

She looked at her nipples, stretching as if getting up from sleep. Sushma kept reading on the laptop. She was squeezing her tits, pinching nipples with one hand, and fingering her wet cunt.

After reading the story, she lay panting on the bed and reached orgasm soon.
This was an entirely new experience for her. She dutifully participated in fucking when her husband had a mood.

For her, fucking was more like a ritual and a domestic chore. Her husband was elder to her by 12 years, which is reflected in their fucking. She had a night of disturbed sleep. In the morning, while sipping her coffee, she switched on her laptop. Sushma hesitated and then pinged Raj.

Sushma: Hi. I read the story.

Raj: Ok.

Both avoided the topic of the stories sent to Vani.

Sushma: Are you not going to ask me my comments?

Raj: No, I am scared.

Sushma: Haha. Why?

Raj: This must be your first sex story, and you may want to shoot me.

Sushma: Hmm. It is fiction, right?

Raj: No. I did not add any spice. These are real events.

Sushma: I don’t believe you.

Raj: You can check with Ishika. Her mail ID is also given in the story.

Sushma: How can a man share his wife’s love and body with another man? Men are so jealous that they will kill.

Raj: Times are changing. Both men and women are becoming liberal. Sex with the same partner for decades makes it boring, routine. So they are venturing out. Consider it an expression of love, finding joy in a spouse’s happiness.

Sushma: What utter nonsense? Marriage institutions will collapse.

Raj: No, it will thrive.

Sushma: Are you mad? How?

Raj: The root cause of all fights in marriages is related to sex. Cheating, affairs, husbands and wives fucking behind each other’s backs and getting caught, divorces, sometimes even murders. All linked to fucking. Suppose a hubby loves to see his wife getting fucked or vice versa. Where is the need to fuck secretly? If they enjoy fucking others in groups, marriages will thrive.

Sushma: Stupid theory.

Raj: Let it be. Shall I send other stories of Ishika?

Sushma: Hmm.

Raj: Sushma, drop your hypocrisy. Only you and I are here. We don’t know each other. So, feel free.

Sushma: What do you want me to do?

Raj: Talk freely, and share your thoughts and feelings. I am sending stories. I will come again after a few hours. I hope you find time to read.

Sushma: I will see.

Sushma waited with a thumping heart as she opened the stories and started reading. She was totally in a different world, like Alice in wonderland. She imagined herself in Ishika’s place and enjoyed all her fucking sessions with eight men.

Sushma sighed happily as she orgasmed along with Ishika. When Raj pinged, she was startled as she slipped into an erotic dream.

Raj: Hi. Did you find time to read any stories?

Sushma: I completed it all.

Raj: Wow. No kidding? How are the stories?

Sushma: Good.

Raj: Just good? I know you have enjoyed reading them immensely and must have fingered a lot.

Sushma blushed. This was the first time anyone talked like this to her. Her husband never talked about sex.

Sushma: What? Do you have to be so crude?

Raj: Yes, you also should come out of the shell and be frank. You missed out on fun for a lifetime.

Sushma: Hmm, I didn’t think I have sexual urges still. Ishika’s stories are so erotic. Ishika is lucky. Do you know anyone else who is like them?

Raj: Yes, in fact, you also know them.

Sushma: Impossible. All people I know are well-behaved, with high moral values and decent.

Raj: What is wrong if wife and husband mutually enjoy each other’s fucking others? Isn’t it an expression of true love?

Sushma: Chee, that very idea is revolting.

Raj: No, it is not. You will not get excited and fingered if it is repulsive.

Sushma: Why do you use that word and embarrass me? Tell me, who are the ‘Ishika’ type couples I know?

Raj: I want two promises from you before I tell.

Sushma: What are they?

Raj: You should continue the friendship after I told you. Second, you should love those people like you always did.

Sushma: Ok. I promise. Who are they?

Raj: If you are standing, sit down. The couples are Anita and Atul.

Sushma was sitting. Still, she reeled. She felt as if she had put her finger in a live electric socket. She typed after she recovered.

Sushma: What nonsense are you talking about?

Raj: Yes. Though Atul is a great licker, he fucks gently. Anita wants hard fucking. She was frustrated. She is my fan. Atul and Anita read Ishika stories.
Do you know Rahul? Anita’s cousin brother?

Sushma: Yes.

Raj: Atul loves Anita so much that he wants to make her happy. So, he asked Anita to flash her cleavage to Rahul to see if he was interested. Rahul was very excited but felt guilty also.

Sushma: I don’t believe any of it. You are cooking up stories.

Raj: Whatever you do, don’t pick up the phone to blast them. Listen completely, think it over overnight, and discuss it with me. Sushma was, in fact, on the verge of calling Atul but refrained.

Sushma: Ok, tell me.

Raj: Atul talked with Rahul and hinted to him that he should love his sister in another dimension and make her happy. Anita and Rahul were kissing, fondling but could not fuck, as Anita’s parents and Sachin were there.

Sushma was getting strangely excited and felt guilty at the same time.

Sushma: Then?

Raj: Your daughter Vani is also my fan through Anita. I told Vani that she was also upset like you initially, but she agreed to let Anita and Rahul fuck in their home.

Sushma: My god, what a foolish thing to do? If her husband knows, her marriage will be ruined.

Raj: No worries. Ravi is also my fan, and he also said ok.

Sushma: You are cooking up stories? Right?

Raj: No, you know I am telling the truth. Shall I proceed?

Sushma: Yes.

Raj: So, Anita and Rahul started fucking in Vani’s house.

Sushma: My poor son. Atul is so nice, and understanding and Anita took advantage.
Raj: Why do you think that way? Now, Anita and her hubby love each other more than ever before. Anyway, your poor son is also enjoying it.

Sushma: How?

Raj: I also felt like you. Anita gave her mother Rekha’s ID. She and her hubby also became my fans. I talked to them all, Rekha, her hubby and Anita. You thought hubbies like Ishika’s are rare. Now brace yourself for another shock.

Sushma: How many shocks will you give me?

Raj: You got into the water. You might as well swim. Anita’s dad was enthusiastic. So, he approved of his wife seducing Atul, his son-in-law.

Sushma was speechless. Raj typed after a few minutes.

Raj: Are you there?

Sushma: Yes, it is too much to digest. Is Atul fucking Rekha, his mother-in-law?

Raj: Yes. Don’t judge Rekha and dislike her. She is a very loving person. She is showing heaven to your son.

Hello all, Mathew here. I am from Kerala, Kottayam district. I am a college student now. This is my first story, so please ignore my mistakes and support me.

I am writing this from my real-life experience. I felt like I want to share my happiness with everyone that’s why I am doing this. Well, I am a 24-year-old good looking guy, with dusky skin colour and a clean shaved face with spectacles.

My height is 175 cm (5’9″) with adequate size. My weight is 73kg with less amount of hair in the body, except pubic area. My cock size is average with dark color.

I am studying at a college nearby area. My sexual drives are very high, so I posted an Ad on Locanto. I had to wait for long eight months for the first response. And that response was from my heroine!

I got a message from a fake telegram account. Her name was Meera and she was from my neighboring district, Idukki. She was 28 years old and married to a businessman. She had a typical mallu appearance with a dusky complexion, but a beautiful face and body measurements.

Her height was 5’7″ with 34B” bra size and the best part was she had so much hair on her whole body, like hands, legs, navel, thighs etc.

Girls, I know some of you don’t want hair on your body. But believe me girls, some guys will die for that! For me, it is the sexiest and most arousing thing. I will do anything for women who have lots of hair on their bodies. Now I will share how we chatted –

Meera: Hi David (nickname), I saw your ad on Locanto. I would like to know more about you.

Then I replied, after my classes to her.

Mathew: Hi Meera, it is my pleasure to deal with you. You can come straight to the point. What do you expect from my side?

Meera: First, I have to build an emotional attachment with you. Until that time, you have to support me with your words. If I feel comfortable and trust you, then we can take further steps. Till then, you should not force me to do anything. I will reveal myself step by step.

Mathew: Ok, I can understand. Let’s try. If it will work out, we can proceed. Otherwise, drop it.

After this, we started chatting often and the married mallu chechi shared everything happening in her life. She told me how her husband behaves with her how emotional ups and downs, etc. After three months and 20 days of continuous chat, she disclosed her identity to me by doing a video call.

I was fascinated by her appearance. She was not too fair, but believe me guys, she looked so beautiful. Then the mallu married chechi started to get more attracted towards me and started loving me very much.

Finally, we started sexting and were waiting for a window to meet up and fulfil our desires. And it took long two months to make it real. I felt like had waited for two hundred years!

Finally, we got a chance to meet when her husband’s parents went to their daughter’s home for one week. Then we decided to meet on one of that day at her house. Both of us were extremely excited to see each other.

Then the day came at last. I drove to her house in my car. She shared her location with me and that location led me to a beautiful two-floor house. The mallu wife opened the door for me and I was really shocked to see her in a long skirt with a floral print and a matching top.

She also liked me very much. I could understand that from her reaction. Then she invited me to her living area and handed me some watermelon flavored juice. I drank half and pointed the glass toward her.

Suddenly, she became emotional and tears started rolling from her eyes. I sat near her. She hugged me affectionately and said –

Meera: My husband never loved me like you, dear.

I kissed her forehead and said –

Me: Don’t worry, darling. I am here for you always.

Meera sat in my lap and started to kiss all over my face. Finally, she kissed my lips and it turned out to be a tongue fight. Then she undressed all my clothes except my boxers and went back to our position facing each other.

I started to kiss her neck and caressed her back with one hand, inside the top and another outside. I removed her top and hugged her tightly. Then I moved to her 34-sized mallu boobs. I sucked the married girl’s boobs over the bra she kissed my forehead and said-

Meera: Suck it hard baby.

Then I screwed her nipples over the bra again and she said-

Meera: Take off that bra, baby and do whatever you want.

Then I undid her bra and dropped it. I started licking one of her sexy Kerala nipples and squeezed the other one simultaneously. After some time, the mallu chechi guided me to another. She liked my act very much and enjoy it. That with seducing me with her erotic moans.

Then I started mauling her boobs and sucked hard as I could.

Meera: Ahhh…Do like this more, more and more.

Then I played like that for almost twenty more minutes. After that, she said –

Meera: Let’s move to the bedroom.

Her room was cold enough as she turned on the ac when I started my way to her home. Then she lay in the bed. I sucked hard her boobs once again and moved to her navel area. Her navel looked so beautiful because of the silky hair on her tummy.

I kissed her sexy mallu navel lightly. Her navel was big enough to put my two fingers in it and it was cleaned as fuck. I licked her navel hard for a few minutes. Then I poured some chocolate syrup on her tummy, navel and started licking and sucking to clean her body.

There was a small fridge the corner of her room. I opened it and found ice cubes in it. I took that ice tray to the bed and placed an ice cube on her tummy. The beautiful mallu chechi shivered from the coldness of that cube!

To be continued.

I know this part has very less amount to play. Don’t worry guys, the next parts will be filled with enough passionate sexual acts. See you soon. You can send feedback at:
@[email protected]

Hey folks! this is my first ever story here, so please show some love and support and stay tuned for more sexy stories that will make you wanna just fuck!

So, let’s begin the story of Lilly!

Lilly was the epitome of a ‘good girl’. The kind that your parents compare you with. Lilly was an only child and grew up without a nanny after 5th Grade. She was shy and just the goody two shoes. Both her parents are working in high positions in a big MNC, so they were barely home.

Lilly’s parents were very busy and she did everything she could to get their attention, whether it be getting all straight A’s or acing swimming competitions. She really craved their love, but they used to congratulate her and buy her loads of gifts and just get back to work.

Fast forward to now, Lilly is 18+ years old and finished her 12th grade. To give a description of Lilly, she has light caramel-colored skin, big brown eyes, dark mid-length hair and plump medium lips. She stands just 5’1 feet tall, with her body structure of 34DD-30-38 and thick thighs. She is absolutely a sexy goddess but she always wore baggy loose clothes so no one ever noticed the sex bomb that she is!

The summer vacation had officially begun today and the teenage girl Lilly was already dreading being home as there was no one home other than her maid Deepa and her gardener Ramesh who were both in their mid-30s. She was eagerly waiting while watching TV when she heard a car pull into the driveway. She rushed to the door knowing full well that it was her favorite cousin Daisy.

She ran toward the car and hugged Daisy with such force that Daisy stumbled back a few steps. Both the girls were giggling as they pulled away from each other.

Daisy was a 21-year-old beautiful Indian girl who was in college studying Arts. She stood 5’6 feet tall and was fair-skinned with a figure of 36-24-38 and long gorgeous legs men would kill for.

Lilly said, “Daisy, I missed you sooo much! I was waiting so eagerly for you!! What took you soo long to reach home? Was Charan (driver) late to the airport? Is that why you are 2 hours late? And you look so tired and messy.”

Daisy then said, “Oh, Lilly! My flight was 30 minutes late and then we met Charan’s brother Chandu who wanted a lift. So, we were kind enough to drop him at the railway station as he was going to visit their sick mother.

The way to the railway station always has too much traffic. So, I told Charan to take the route between the jungle and the village that not many people take to go to the railway station as it will take the same amount of time. But I thought I would rather enjoy the cool green jungle than the pollution of the traffic.”

Lilly nodded her head understanding and pulled and asked her cousin Daisy to come inside while she went to prepare snacks for the both of them which they could eat after Daisy took a shower.

Daisy turned around and saw Charan smirk while getting her luggage out of the trunk. She winked and curled a finger to follow her.

She walked into the guest bedroom on the 2nd floor and waited for Charan to enter with the luggage. She sat on the bed with legs spread so that anyone who walked into the room could see that she had no underwear on!

Daisy was wearing a black mini skirt and a white noodle strap thin crop top with no bra. Charan walked in a few seconds later and dropped the bags on the floor and walked toward where Daisy was sitting.

He immediately kissed her fiercely on her lips. His one hand was on her right boob, squeezing and pinching the nipple while the other was on her wet pussy, rubbing it hard while pressing her clit.

Daisy moaned into his mouth while he mauled her body like an animal as if he did not just fuck her ass and pussy senseless with his brother and kept groping her all the way to Lilly’s home.

They pulled away from each other and Charan said, “Daisy, it is going to be so hard to not fuck your wet cunt for two whole days until it’s time for us to leave.”

Daisy responded to him saying, “Charan, it’s just 2 days, then you can fuck me all you want on the long drive to my granny’s place. You anyways fuck me senseless every time we go to granny’s place.”

Charan laughed and let go of Daisy after spanking her pussy thrice which drew three loud, “Ah, ah, ah” from Daisy as a goodbye. He licked his palm and fingers that were coated in Daisy’s wet cunt juices and he exited her room.

Daisy was satisfied with the cunt slapping. She got fresh and went down to the living room where her cousin Lilly was waiting patiently for her. Daisy sat by Lilly and asked her about her college and life in general. They wanted to catch up as they met after a whole year.

After hours of talking and watching movies and dinner, both the girls sat on the porch swing in silence, just enjoying the occasional cool breeze that cooled their very warm bodies. That was when Daisy noticed the growth in Lilly’s body. The big boobs, thick thighs, the ample peachy ass, just her whole body.

Daisy knew her innocent little cousin sister didn’t have a boyfriend. But Daisy wanted Lilly to know the pleasures of sex and exploring bodies. So, Daisy decided to educate her innocent cousin Lilly about the deep and vast world of sex and pleasure and she had the best idea ever for that.

So Daisy told Lilly about this amazing book that she read and that immediately caught Lilly’s attention. Daisy told her that it was a romance novel and that Lilly could borrow it if she wanted to.

Lilly was of course excited and asked Daisy to give it right away. But little did she know that the book was sensual erotica that could make any girl’s pussy wet!

Daisy gave her the book and bid Lilly good night as she knew that Lilly will end up reading the book all night.

Lilly went into her room and changed into her night clothes – a loose long cotton t-shirt that reached below her peachy ass and white thin cotton underwear. She then flopped on her bed with the book and started reading it.

Through the 2nd chapter, the book got hotter and hotter as the female lead started to masturbate on her bed naked! That was when Lilly noticed how hot her body had gotten even though the AC was on. Then the innocent Indian teen girl sensed something wet between her legs! She pulled her underwear off and checked only to find her pussy soaking wet!

She felt even more turned on as she realized that her pussy was exactly like the girl in the book, WET!! So she started to do exactly what the girl did in the book.

Lilly took off all her clothes and lied down on the bed. She was rubbing her pussy with one hand and she held the novel with the other. The virgin teenage girl started to feel pleasure as she rubbed her wet cunt while reading the book where the female lead was rubbing her cunt thinking about her hot neighbour.

Lilly suddenly thought of her gardener Ramesh! She didn’t know why but all she could think about was Ramesh groping her body, sucking her big bouncy boobs with his mouth and sucking her well-trimmed pussy while she rubbed her cunt! Now, this made her rub her dripping wet pussy faster and faster. She suddenly moaned out loudly!

She herself was shocked that she could make such an embarrassing noise! But she couldn’t deny the current of pleasure that passed through her entire body. So the teenage girl rubbed again to find that spot and alas! The spot was her swollen sensitive clit!

Lilly soon started getting into the pleasure and kept moaning and forgot all about the book. It was like her body knew what it had to do as her left hand slid up her caramel-like body to rub her dark brown nipples.

Her body looked like a sweet delicacy with her caramel-like skin, chocolate nipples and a juicy wet cunt that she couldn’t stop rubbing. Lilly started to pinch her chocolate nipples and rubbed her cunt simultaneously. She moaned at this new sensation. She was feeling the build-up in her stomach was just going up.

Lilly kept going faster and faster, chasing her high while aggressively groping and pinching her hard nipples. Then she pinched her swollen clit with her index and thumb fingers which had her first orgasm crashing into her like a train wreck.

The loud moans that she made while her orgasm could make any man cum in his pants in seconds. Her whole body kept trembling as she rode her high while squeezing her big boobs. Finally, after riding her high, the teen girl calmed down and saw the mess she made on her bed.

She had such a strong first orgasm of her life that she came all over her bed. Her cum was soaking into her bedsheet and she ran her fingers through it, feeling her wet sticky cunt juice.

Lilly smiled wide thanking her cousin sister in her head for the book and thinking how she was going to do this every night from tomorrow. She slowly slid off her bed and pulled her bedsheets off and threw it in the laundry hamper and put on new sheets to sleep in.

Just when she was about to get in the bed, she noticed that her door was open almost halfway. She was scared someone saw her masturbate as she was always the good girl who could never do anything wrong.

Lilly slowly walked to her door and peeked outside to see the empty hallway. Relieved that no one was there, she moved back into the room to close the door when she saw something sticky on her hand. She thought that it was her cum that she didn’t wash properly and went to clean it and fell asleep.

Little did Lilly know that someone had heard her moans while switching off all the lights in the house and watched her have an orgasm by rubbing her cunt and came on the door handle.

She just exposed her bombshell of a body to someone unknowingly, and only a fool would not want to wreck her sexy body.. Somebody had devious plans for Lilly and she was oblivious!

I hope you guys liked my story and stay tuned for part two to know what happens to Lilly next!

Please leave comments and feedback, I would love to know what you all think about the story!!

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Thank you!

Narrated by Swati

Hello, main Swati. Episode 80 mein aap logone padha ki kaise papa aur Ashok uncle ab mere ghar pe the. Main unn dono ke sath chup-chup kar maze kar rahi thi.

Iss beech papa mujhe kitchen ke store room mein maze karne ke liye le gaye. Jaha unhone mujhe mere zindagi ka sabse bada jhatka de dala.

Main store room mein chaaw se papa ko apne uksaate shabdo ke sath unke lund ko chooskar maza de rahi thi. Jab awaaz aayi ki papa store room ke darwaze ko khol rahe the.

Aur uske khulte hi darwaze ke uss taraf uncle muskurate hue khade the. Main uncle ko dekh chaunk uthi aur fir papa bole: Agar hum use bhi shumil karle to shayad woh kisi se kuch nahi kahega!

Main neeche baithi sthumb si rah gayi ye soch ki ye kya hua. Kya ye koi bura sapna tha ya andhere mein mujhe koi wahum ho rahi hai. Ya fir ye sachme hakeekat thi?

Store room ke andhere mein samne darwaaze se aati roshni mein Ashok uncle ka saaya khada tha. Mujhe yakeen nahi hui ki ye sach hai. Mere papa aise kaise kar sakte hai.

Tabhi store room ki light on hui, dekhi to papa ne on ki aur woh neeche mujhe dekh muskura rahe the. Main fir samne dekhi to ye meri koi wahum nahi thi. Na hi koi bura sapna, samne darwaaze ke paas sachme Ashok uncle khade muskura rahe the.

Papa: Kya hua beta? Surprise pasand nahi aayi?

Main samajh nahi pa rahi thi ki main kahu to kya kahu. Papa aise kaise kar sakte the, main unki beti hun. Papa jhuke aur mujhe baah se pakad khada karte hue bole: Ghabrao mat beta, main hun na yaha.

Pata nahi kyu main thodi machalti hui apne baah unke hath se chura li. Pata nahi kyu mere andar papa se ab mujhe gussa aur darr aane lagi. Main ye baat hazam karne ki koshish mein thi ki kya papa ne ye sachme kiya.

Papa: Swati, kya hua beta, tum darr kyu rahi ho.

Main boli: Woh… uncle ko aapne kyu bataya?

Itne mein peeche khade Ashok uncle bole: Are beta…

Main unhe tokti hui boli: Main apse nahi, papa se baat kar rahi hun.

Papa samajh gaye ki mere andar iss baat ka gussa hai. Woh palat kar uncle se bole: Ashok, tum jao, main isse baat karta hun.

Ashok uncle kuch na bole aur mujhe dekhte hue papa ki baat sunn waha se chale gaye.

Papa fir mujhse bole: Swati, naraaz ho mujhse?

Main bass unke aankho mein dekhti rahi, mere paas unke liye shabd nahi thi.

Papa: Theek hai, main tumhe kuch batana chaahta hun.

Main bass khadi unki baat sunne lagi, mere badan ki garmi ab thandi pad chuki thi.

Papa: Tum mujhse daro matt, please meri poori baat sunogi.

Main kuch na boli aur apne sar ko haan mein hila di. Iske baad papa mujhe apni zindagi ke bare mein bataye ki kaise unke 40 ke umar ke baad se unke aur maa ki zindagi kafi fheeki hone lagi.

Kaise maa apne zindagi mein bhagwaan ki bhakti aur society mein unke umar ki mahilao ke sath society ke faaltu kaamo mein lagaye rakhi. Papa mujhe batane lage ki kaise unhe maa se woh kuch na milne laga jo ek pati apne patni se umeed karta hai.

Papa ne bataye ki kaise kareeb pichle 10-12 saal se woh bass kisi khet ke ek bail ki zindagi jee rahe the. Kaise woh subah kaam par jaate the aur kaise wapas shum ko akar khana khakar soya karte the.

Kyu ki main ek beti thi aur unka koi aur beta nahi tha to woh sachme akele the. Maa aur main do mahilaye shayad hi kabhi ye janne ki koshish kiye ki papa ko kya chahiye tha.

Hamesha main apne dosto aur phone mein lagi rahti thi to maa apne kaam mein. Aur papa ke liye dill khol kar baat karne ke liye bhi koi nahi hota tha. Agar main kabhi unse baat karti bhi thi to uska karan ya to kuch unse khareedwane ke liye ya fir paise ke liye.

Shayad issi liye ghar mein Amit bhaiya ke aane par unme thoda badlaaw tha. Dining table par khana khate hue woh baat karna shuru kiye. Bahana Amit bhaiya hi the par baat woh mujhse aur maa se bhi karne lage. Unki baat sunn mere gusse bhare mann mein ab unke liye tarass aane lagi.
Papa fir bole: Aur yahi haal humare umar ke sabka hai. Ashok ka bhi yahi haal hai uske ghar. Hamm dono ko hi apne apne gharo mein koi nahi poochta. Jaise ki ab humari koi umar nahi jeene ki bass kaam karo ghar mein paise lao, aur kuch bhi nahi.

Main: Papa, I am sorry, par main aise kabhi nahi sochi.

Papa: Us raat jab hum cricket dekh rahe the, uss raat tumhare sath woh beete pal mere dimaag mein utpaat macha di.

Main tab yaad ki ki kaise main unhe cricket dekhne wali raat apni harkato se tarsaa rahi thi. Woh soch halke se muskura gayi aur fir wapas gambheer ho gayi.

Papa: Tumhare liye woh mazaak thi. Par beta mere aur mere itne saal soye armano ke liye nahi. Ek mard ke soye armano ko tum pareshaan kar rahi thi jo main apne andar daba kar rakh na paaya.

Main: Aur aapne Ashok uncle ko bata di?

Papa: Haan agle din office mein maine use ye baat batayi. Kyu ki woh bhi meri hi zindagi jee raha hai aur maine socha ki ussi se baat karu.

Main gambheer hoti hui boli: Hmmm, to kya ab woh iss baat ko chupa ke rakhne ka hissa mang rahe hai?

Papa: Nahi, woh nahi, usne koi hakk nahi manga.

Main: To fir?

Woh kal raat jo humne kiya woh maine aaj subah hi use bataya. Aur fir hum dono ne uspar baat ki. Uske awaaz mein khushi thi. Khushi iss baat ki ki kamse kam meri beti mujhe wapas ek mard hone ka sukh de rahi hai.

Par sath hi mujhe uske awaaz mein uske apne dill ke dard ka bhi ehsaas hone laga. Ashok aur main pichle 22 saal se ek sath kam kar rahe hai beta. Aaj subah uski awaaz mein mere liye woh khushi thi jo ek sachche dost mein hoti hai.

Ek aise dost mein jo apne dard ko chupa kar apne dost ki khushi mein hasta hai.

Main: Aur?

Papa: Aur fir, maine usse kaha ki, kya woh bhi tum, tumhare sath.

Main: To aapne unse kaha?

Papa sar jhuka liye shayad woh mujhse nazar nahi mila paa rahe the aur aage bole: Haan, par usne pahle mana kiya, to maine aaj shum use club ke bahane aane ko kaha.

Main: Aur fir aap soche ki ohh apki beti to farkat ladki hai, unke sath bhi ho legi.

Papa turant bole: Nahi, aisa nahi hai, aisa nahi hai Swati. Main tumhare liye waisa kabhi nahi soch sakta. Kyu ki kuch bhi ho, ho to tum meri beti hi.

Main: To ye sab jo bhi hua, aap dono ki mili bhagat thi. Aap dono mujhe bewakoof banakar maze lena chahte the mere sath.

Papa: Nahi beta, aisa nahi hai, hum bas tumhare mann ki ichcha jaana chaahte the. Main ye baat tumse kaise poochu ye mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha.

Main: To aap uncle ko ye kah kar mere saath chor gaye ki agar hua to mujhe phasakar woh bhi apne hisse ka maza lele.

Papa: Beta, tum har baat ko apne nazariye se mat dekho, mere taraf se bhi dekho.

Papa ki baat sahi thi. Mere andar unke liye gussa to thi hi par ab unki baate aur unki aap beeti sunn mujhe unpar kafi tarass bhi aa rahi thi.

Main hath mod kar khadi boli: Hmmm, theek hai aap hi boliye main sunn rahi hun.

Papa mujhe dekhe aur fir gale se thook utaarkar ek pal soche. Aur fir store room ke darwaaze ko khol kar mujhe bahar jane ka raasta diye.

Woh bole: Main tumhe samjha nahi sakta. Samjhane ko mere paas shabd nahi. Mujhe sahi shabd mill nahi raha beta. Maana aur mujhe pata bhi hai ki jo maine kiye woh galat hai, bohut zyada galat. Tum ja sakti ho, aur hua to mujhe maaf kar dena. Main Ashok ko kah deta hun ki woh bhi apne ghar chala jaye.

Ye kah kar woh mujhse nazar pher liye. Shayad woh sachme pachtaawe mein the. Shayad ab unhe ehsaas hua ki unhe apni beti ke sath aise nahi karni chahiye thi. Issi liye woh mujhse nazar nahi mila pa rahe the.

Main store room se bahar nikli aur dheere dheere chalti hui kitchen se nikalne lagi. Living mein uncle baithe hue the aur mujhe kitchen se aate dekh woh bhi sar jhuka liye. Shayad woh bhi jaante the ki ye sab jo bhi hua sahi nahi hua.

Main apne kamre ko jane lagi. Main nahi chahti thi ki ab indono se nazar milaun. Par beech raaste mein na jaane mere andar kya hua, main palat gayi aur fir mere kadam mere dimaag ke vipreet chalne lagi.

Main chalti hui jakar uncle ke sath baith gayi aur unhe gusse ke sath ghoor kar dekhne lagi. Uncle mujhe dekhe aur fir nazar hatakar apne maathe par aaye paseene ko pochne lage.

Main: To aapki patni, aunti aapko kya kah rahi thi?

Papa itne mein wapas living room aaye. Main unhe dekh samne ke sofe par ishara kar boli: Aap baithiye udhar, aap dono se ab mujhe baat karni hai.

Papa kisi mujrim ke tarah ekdam shaant mere ishare par sofe par chup chap baith gaye. Main wapas uncle se poochi: Haan to ab bataiye, us waqt aapki patni ka call aaya tha?

Uncle mujhe dekhe aur fir papa ko aur fir mujhe dekh bole: Woh, woh nahi thi.

Main: To?

Ashok uncle: Woh ye tha, isne call kiya tha.

Unka ishara papa ke taraf tha. Main papa ko dekhi aur fir wapas uncle se poochi: Par aap to zyada baat nahi kiye. Kya bole ye?

Fir uncle uss call ke bare mein mujhe yaad dilate hue bole: Jab main aur tum taash khel rahe the tab tumhare papa pahle tumhe call kiye the. Uske turant baad woh mujhe call kiya. Us waqt tumse maine kaha ki.

Flashback

Ashok uncle: Are meri biwi ka phone hai, ek minute.

Ashok uncle phone mein: Haan hello!

Papa: Jaanta hun woh tumhare bagal mein hi baithi hai. Kuch mat bolo bass suno. Main hospital se nikal chukka hun. 15–20-minute mein pahunch jaunga lekin Swati ko ek ghanta bola hai. Kuch hua to main achanak se aa jaunga aur fir hume usse kuch chupani nahi padegi… ok… ab rakta hun. Bye!

Ashok uncle: Haan haan, theek hai theek hai, main kaat raha hun.

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Main unhe tokti hui boli: Lekin waisa nahi hua jaisa ki aap dono ne socha.
Papa ko dekh main aage boli: Haina? Aapne socha ki main yaha uncle se lipate rahungi aur aap akar mujhe range hath pakadoge.

Papa: Mere nazar mein aur koi…

Main: Shhh ok ok… aur aage fir?

Ashok uncle: Fir usse baat na bani to jab tumhare papa lungi pehankar aaye to main bhi woh pehanne ke bahane tumhare papa ke sath unke room gaya. Aur humne ye tay kiya ki ab tumhe saari baat bata de.

Main: Hmmm, aur ye tareeka nikala aap dono ne mujhe apni baat batane ki. Mujhe zindagi ka sabse bhayanak jhatka deke.

Papa: Beta, sorry, main tumse kaise kahu ye mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha. Aur fir jab andar store room mein…

Main papa ko tokti hui boli: Papa, ab aapko safaayi deni ki zarurat nahi. Waise aapki apni baat bhi sahi thi. Main shayad kabhi ye na samjhi ki aapko bhi khush rahne ka utna hi hak hai jitna ki mujhe ya kisi bhi aur ko hai.

Main seedhi baith apne baalo ko baandh sofe se uthne lagi to papa bole: Kha… khana main bana dunga, beta.

Main unhe ghoorte hue boli: Rahne dijiye aap, main kar dungi, jo kaam mujhe karni chahiye woh main kar dungi. Apne hi to kaha ki aapko aapke ghar mein sab khet ke bail samajhte hai.

Papa ko pata tha ki main undono ki harkato se kafi gusse mein hun. Tabhi is taraf uncle bole: Chalo to fir, main bhi nikalta hun.

Papa: Theek hai, khana banne do parcel le ke chale jana.

Uncle: Nahi yaar rahne do. Main bahar se kuch khareed kar ghar chala jaunga.

Main turat uncle se poochi: Kyu aapke ghar mein kya aapke liye khana bhi nahi banta ab?

Ashok uncle papa ko dekhe aur fir hichkichate hue bole: Woh… woh mere ghar abhi koi nahi hai.

Main: Kyu? Aunty nahi hai?

Ashok uncle: Woh, bachcho ke sath new year ki chutti manane Goa gaye hai.

Main: Aur aap? Aap kyu nahi gaye?

Ashok uncle kuch na bole to papa aage bole: Isne apne biwi bachcho se kaha ki kuch din ruk jaye to woh sab sath challenge. To iske biwi bachcho ne kaha ki ye baad mein chala jaye woh abhi ja rahe hai. Aur ise yahi chor chale bhi gaye.

Main uncle ko dekhi. Unke chehre par nirasha thi, papa sahi kah rahe the Ashok uncle ki haalat kafi kharaab hai unke ghar bhi.

Tabhi Ashok uncle samne rakhi khatm hoti daru ki bottle dekh bole: Ye thodi daru jo bachi hai iss bottle mein. Woh main le ja sakta hun na, akele hun ghar pe to, pee kar so jaunga.

Mujhe unn dono par gussa to thi aur kafi zyada. Par mere dimaag ke ek kone mein mere andar ki vaasna bhi bad chadkar bolne ki koshish mein thi. Inse gusse ke beech meri choot mein ek halki machlahat bhi thi.

Ye sochkar ki sirf papa akele hi apne itne saalo ki bhadaas mein aaj subah se mujhe itni baar chodhe. To agar in dono ko maoka diya jaaye to ye dono apni badaas mujhpar kaise nikalenge. Aur ye baat mujhe dheere dheere uttejit kar rahi thi.

Main Ashok uncle se boli: Nahi, woh bottle aap nahi lekar jayenge yaha se.

Ashok uncle tarass bhari aankho ke sath papa ko dekhe to main aage boli: Aap yahi baithke piyoge, aur khana bhi yahi se khaoge.

Woh halki muskaan ke sath mujhe dekhe ki chalo kamse kam maine unhe daaru peene to di to main aage boli: Aur aaj raat, yahi rahoge aap!

Papa: Hmmm, yaha!

Main sofe se uthti hui papa se boli: Haan… yahi rahenge aaj ye.

Aur fir palat kar uncle ko dekh boli: Aur kal maa nahi aane wali hospital se to aap kal bhi yahi rahenge, mere aur papa ke sath.

Uncle ke chehre par sone jaisi chamak aa gayi aur fir main papa ko dekhi to woh bhi kafi khush dikh rahe the.

Main kitchen ko jaane lagi to papa bole: Beta tum takleef mat karo. Main bana dunga khana.

Main palat kar boli: To aaiye, sath mein jaldi banake kaam khatm karte hai.

Fir main uncle ko dekh aankh maar kar boli: Taaki hum sab jaldi fursat mein ho jaye aur taash ke jagah kuch dusra khel khelenge!

To be continued.

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Sushma: Any more shocks in store for me?

Raj: For one day, it is enough, I think.

Sushma: It is not the end? There are more?

Raj: Yes, Rahul is also fucking Rekha.

Sushma: What? Is he fucking both mother and daughter? As a mother, Rekha is his mom’s sister, and Anita is a sister.

Raj: Yes, but not behind their husbands’ back. With their approval.

Sushma: It is too much to take.

Raj: I know, good night. Don’t get worked up. All are happy, finally, that is what matters.

Sushma: Good night. I don’t know if I will be able to sleep after what you told me.

Raj: Haha. You may not be able to sleep due to erotic dreams.

Sushma was far too excited to sleep. She masturbated, imagining Rahul fucking Anita and Rekha. She purposely diverted her mind when thoughts of her son fucking Rekha were cropping up.

The next morning, she pinged Raj.

Raj: Hi, how are you?

Sushma: Disturbed. What is happening to society? Mom, son, brother, sister.

Raj: We will talk about morals later. Answer me honestly, suppose there is a horny cock, would you get fucked?

Sushma: How dare you talk to me like that?

Raj: Hmmm, yes or no.

Sushma: Probably yes.

Raj: Then why don’t you? One phone call, and Rahul will fly like a superman to fuck you.

Sushma: Are you mad? What will they think of me? I will lose face and respect.

Raj: I might as well tell you the truth. They will all be very happy and they will celebrate. They were all worried about you. You were losing interest in everything and were staring into space.

Anita had the bright idea to re-kindle your interest in sex. Vani liked the idea and asked me to chat with you and bring you into the mood.

So, if you give me permission, I will ask them to send Rahul to stay with you for some time.

Sushma: No, what will neighbors think? Out of the question.

Raj: Then, Rekha will accompany him. That should be alright. You do have relatives visit you.

Sushma: I don’t know. What will my children think of me?

Raj: Wait. Don’t go.

Raj pinged Vani and told her. She jumped in joy.

Raj: Now is the critical part. We have to handle it carefully. Let Rekha call and talk to Sushma. Rekha should ask her if it is ok if she and Rahul visit and stay with her for some time. They were getting tired of hectic city life, etc.

Vani: Sure, dear. Again, you have pulled a miracle. We thought we blew it up. Everyone is so thrilled.

Raj pinged Sushma after 15 minutes.

Sushma: You know what? We were talking about Rahul and Rekha, and she called. She asked me if she and Rahul could visit me and stay for a few days. I told her that this is her house and that they can stay as long as they pleased.

Raj: Wow. Great. Problem solved.

Sushma: Wait a minute. You are behind this?

Raj: No. I gave them a suggestion. They followed.

Sushma: Hahaha. I should have guessed.

Raj: When are they coming?

Sushma: Tomorrow morning.

Raj: Go to a beauty parlor, facial, waxing and all works. Hair dye etc.

Sushma: I don’t need to go. No need for waxing, my skin is blemishless. Maybe a little hair dye.

Raj: You may have neglected for a long time, better shave cunt and underarms.

Sushma: Why are you so shameless? Did they not teach you manners at school and home? How to talk to a lady.

Raj: Oh, a thousand apologies, my fair lady, would you be offended if I inquired about the status of your pubic hair growth and underarms? Do you intend to remove it? I would urge you to do so.

Sushma: Hahaha.

Raj: Good to see you laughing. Give off to domestic help for 3 or 4 days. Rekha’s culinary skills are amazing. She is a very gifted homemaker.

Sushma: Why should I give off to domestic help?

Raj: Are you as innocent as a baby? Do you think Rahul is coming to stay like a dignified guest and leave? He is going to share your bed and…

Sushma: Stop it.

Raj: Ok, keep me informed. Don’t hesitate to ask for any advice.

Sushma: Good night.

Sushma was like a small girl, who was promised a trip to Disneyland. She did shave her cunt and underarms and dyed her hair. She looked at herself critically in the mirror.

She had heavy tits with big nipples, almost like milk bottle nipples. Her husband loved her boobs, he would go to sleep sucking her nipples. Her athletic body remained in good shape because of her hard work in estates and horse riding and swimming.

Sushma got up early and told the staff to enjoy leave until they are notified. Cook hesitated, she knew that Sushma would not eat properly unless supervised. Sushma assured her that Anita’s mom was staying with her for a few days and that she cooked delicious dishes and not to worry. She would be looked after well.

Sushma waited nervously for the arrival of Rekha and Rahul. She decided to wear a normal saree and blouse instead of a nighty.

They arrived at about 8 am. When Sushma looked at them, she wondered if Raj had made up all the stories. Rekha looked like any normal, middle-aged woman and Rahul was a handsome, well-behaved young man. It was impossible to imagine them fucking.

Rekha smiled, hugged Sushma and told her how much they appreciate her invitation to stay with her. After exchanging pleasantries with them, she gave them water and told them, “You must be tired after the long journey. I will bring coffee.”

Sushma made coffee and she almost dropped the tray when she saw them hugging and kissing in the hall. Rahul was squeezing Rekha’s tit with one hand and a buttock. Rekha hugged him tight and was kissing him passionately, holding his head in both hands.

The teacups and saucers rattled in Sushma’s hands. They stopped kissing and looked at her. They did not separate from the embrace.

Rekha said, “Rahul is very horny, I did not allow him to touch me during the ride.”

Sushma kept the tray on the table and asked, “Why?”

Rahul said, “Amma thinks that both my hands should be on the steering wheel.”

They sat on the sofa, quite close to each other. Rahul draped his hand over Rekha’s shoulder, gripped one tit above the saree and mauled it. Rekha also stroked Rahul’s hard-on and sipped coffee.

Sushma was embarrassed and horny also. While doing all this, Rekha asked about the estate and talked normally. Sushma felt her cunt pouring out juices. It was so horny. Rekha was behaving normally and innocently while being naughty.

Sushma thought, “Lucky I wore a panty.”

Rekha said, “We will freshen up, change and come.”

Sushma said, “Meanwhile, I will prepare breakfast.”

Rekha protested, “No. Don’t bother. I will change up and I will prepare.”

Rahul said, “Yes, aunty. Let Rekha prepare. She makes yummy dishes.”

Sushma’s jaw dropped when they came back into the hall after changing the dress. Rekha was wearing a net dress that showed everything. She didn’t wear a bra or panties.

This net dress covered her from toes to shoulders but she might as well have been naked.

Rekha looked at her stunned expression and asked, “should I change? I think it is too bold for you.”

Sushma said, hurriedly,  “No. It is ok. You look really beautiful in this.”

Rekha said, “Rahul is crazy, he keeps giving gifts like this.”

Rahul stood behind her, and said, squeezing her tits, “Aunty, this dress is user-friendly. She looks very sexy and this dress has holes also, so no need to undress her. Easy access.”

Rahul was in a banian and shorts, obviously without underwear. His huge tent was jumping in shorts. Sushma was getting hopelessly wet as she saw Rahul fingering Rekha’s cunt as she was preparing breakfast.

Rekha arranged on the dining table and as they sat to have breakfast, Rahul removed fingers from Rekha’s cunt. They were dripping with Rekha’s juices.

Sushma was shocked to see that he did not lick but pushed fingers into Rekha’s mouth. Rekha licked her own juices clean. Rahul kissed and tasted her juices.

Rekha sat on Rahul’s lap and they both lovingly fed each other and talked to Sushma normally while having breakfast and cuddling.

After breakfast, Rekha cleared the table. Sushma tried to stop her, but Rekha also said this was her house. Rekha yawned and stretched sexily showing off her smooth, clean shaved armpits and underside of her beautiful tits.

Rekha said, “Sushma, I am feeling tired and sleepy. I will take a nap,” and left.

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes. Sushma was feeling like an actor on a stage in a play who did not know his role or dialogue.

Rahul said,” I know palmistry. Can I read your hand?”

Sushma smiled. She was thankful for his initiative.

She said, “Sure, why not?”

They moved to the sofa and sat close; their thighs were touching. Sushma’s heart was hammering like a drum and she was scared that Rahul might hear it, as he grabbed her hand and placed it on his hot cock.

She gasped, he studied her palm seriously and said, “You have a very beautiful body and mind and you have locked up both, so far.”

Sushma laughed and said, “Does any woman open both and put them on display?”

Rahul said, smiling, “Yes, many. I foresee that you will open both very soon.”

Sushma said, “Hmm, I don’t think so.”

Rahul said, “I also foresee a boyfriend sharing your bed.”

Sushma smiled naughtily and said, “Can you give more details?”

Rahul said, “Sure, I can. But I have to study your feet. It will be more convenient in your bedroom.”

She led him into the bedroom and lay on her back as he instructed.

He lifted her saree up to her thighs and studied her foot as he did with her palm.

He said, ”Your feet are lovely. They indicate a very passionate nature and adventurous spirit.”

Sushma giggled like her granddaughter and said, “You are wrong on both counts. I am neither.”

He sucked her toe while stroking her thigh, he stopped just short of her cunt mound. This was a new experience to her and she gasped, squirmed and giggled as he tickled the underside of her foot.

Rahul sucked both her toes for a few minutes, got up and said,” I can read navel also. That gives a clearer picture.”

By now, she was quite horny and pushed her saree below the navel and sighed deeply as he ran his hand on her flat stomach and tickled her navel with her forefinger. He then kissed and inserted his tongue deep into her navel and licked.

She asked him, naughtily, “What does my navel tell you?”

He said, “It tells me that your boyfriend is waiting at the gate.”

Sushma was enjoying the cat and mouse game and asked him, “Can it tell you if the gate will open for him?”

Rahul smiled and said, “No. The navel is saying it cannot tell me. Only your nipples can tell me if you allow me to read your nipples.”

Sushma said, “Hmm, you will only read and do nothing else?”

Rahul said, “I cannot promise that, sometimes I may have to read the entire boobs not just nipples.”

Sushma laughed and said, ok, and sat on the bed and asked him to open her blouse and read. He was a little clumsy and she helped him to remove the hooks and remove her blouse and bra.

She felt shy and was about to cover her boobs with her hands when he gripped her hands and pushed her on the bed. When he saw her shapely boobs with long nipples, he lost control, all pretensions of tit reading were forgotten.

He got out of his shorts and banian and pulled her saree and petticoat. Sushma screamed and covered her cunt with her hands. Rahul removed her hands, and kissed her, forcing his tongue into her mouth.

Sushma slowly found herself melting and hugged him back and returned the kiss. She felt like in heaven as he showered kisses all over her body and she moaned when he licked, sucked and squeezed her nipples.

She shivered like a leaf in a storm when he kissed her cunt mound and later licked her cunt and clit. She tried to close her thighs and he gently parted her thighs, telling in a mesmerizing voice how beautiful she was and how exquisite was the aroma of her cunt juice.

When he was licking, Sushma asked him, “Do you like the taste?”

He looked at her and smiled, at that same time she orgasmed. He lapped up the juices and without warning moved north and kissed her. Sushma was shocked and tried to push him away. He kissed her and transferred her cunt juices into her mouth and moved away.

She was angry, “Chee, why did you do it? It is so dirty.”

He laughed and said, “You asked how it tastes? How can I describe it? So, I’ll let you taste it.”

Sushma admitted to herself the taste and smell of her juices were different. And exciting. While kissing her cheeks, he slowly pushed his cock in. Her wet cunt welcomed it. It slowly and smoothly went in.

Rahul said,” aunty, amazing. Your cunt is tight like a teenager’s.”

Sushma smiled,” call me sush, darling. Yes, it will be, it was not used frequently.”

While fucking with a slow rhythm, Rahul said, “Sush darling, I will fuck you more times than you have fucked so far in so many decades.”

She felt as if floating in the air, as he increased pace and force and found herself giving upward thrusts to match his force. Their crotches were making such loud sounds, she wondered if Rekha would come to see.

The thought excited her so much, that she fucked wildly. After fucking like animals, Rahul filled her cunt with warm cum, while fucking her in the doggy style.

As they lay, hugging and kissing after fucking, suddenly she remembered about lunch and tried to get up and said, “Let me go, I have to prepare lunch.”

Rahul laughed, hugged her tighter, and said, “No worries, darling. Rekha must have prepared already.”

When they entered the kitchen, Sushma found that Rekha had prepared many tasty dishes, the aroma was exotic.

Rekha and Rahul were naked. Sushma was in a sexy, short nightie that Rahul gifted her. It was transparent and just about covered her cunt. When she sat it rode high, she blushed and tried to pull it down.

Rekha laughed and said, “Sushma, why do you bother? Rahul has seen everything. I need not even see to know about your beauty.”

They sat on either side of Sushma and fed her food lovingly, each was playing with her tit and kissing on the cheeks. Sushma enjoyed everything, the food, taste, their love and kisses. She also fed them, returning kisses.

After lunch, they watched tv for some time. Sushma was intrigued by their total lack of shyness. Rahul was squeezing Rekha’s tits and fingering her cunt, while talking normally about general issues. Rekha played with his cock and balls, and in between, she would kiss and suck his cock for some time.

Finally, Rahul’s cock became so hard that Rekha pulled him by his cock and said, “Sushma, now it is time to fuck, if we delay further, he will fuck me here.”

Rahul smiled and said, “Why not? Sush darling, come with us into the bedroom and see our fucking.”

He pulled her by her hand and they went into the bedroom. Sushma’s eyes were like saucers as she watched Rahul and Rekha’s fucking, he was calling her ‘amma,’ and with a powerful stroke, he would tell her how much he loved her tits, ass and cunt.

Rekha was moaning and urging him to fuck harder, deeper. Finally, he removed cock from her cunt at the last minute and spilled cum on Rekha’s tits and stomach.

Rekha scooped cum with her finger and was about to put it in her mouth, suddenly looked at Sushma and asked, “Did you ever taste it?”

Sushma was horrified and asked, “What? Are you out of mind? Why will anyone in their right mind taste?”

Rekha licked her finger and said, “What yummy taste?”

Rekha scooped cum again and approached Sushma, “There is a first time for everything. Taste it, once you develop a liking, you can never have enough.”

Sushma hesitantly put Rekha’s finger in her mouth and licked.

It had a taste that was a little salty and tasted… Different. Both women sat beside Rahul and licked cum from his cock. Sushma was about to scoop cum from Rekha’s tit when Rahul said, “Why don’t you lick directly?”

Rekha held Sushma’s head with both hands and lowered on to her tit. Sushma closed her eyes and licked. Sushma left them and went to her room and slept like a baby. She was exhausted.

When she woke up after a few hours and suddenly wondered, was it all an erotic dream, or did Rahul fuck her? Then she looked down at her sexy, transparent nightie and it dawned on her it was not a dream.

She went into the hall and she was not surprised to see Rahul lying in Rekha’s lap and sucking her tit, and she was playing with his balls. They were talking normally.

When they saw her, they greeted her normally. They dressed up, and Sushma showed them her estates, gardens and mango groves. When they returned, it was dark.

It seemed quite natural when they disrobed her and themselves and gave her a hot shower. It was a very erotic experience, they bathed her and played with her body, joking and making her feel relaxed.

Sushma also bathed them, they made her clean Rahul’s cock and Rekha’s cunt meticulously. Now, Sushma was very relaxed, yet she was not comfortable moving naked, like them. They also didn’t force her.

After dinner, Rahul pulled Sushma by hand. Sushma felt awkward and asked Rekha, “Do you feel uncomfortable sleeping alone?”

Rekha smiled and said, “If it is ok with you, I will join after tidying up the kitchen.”

Sushma kissed Rahul passionately and moaned as he pinched her nipples. She closed her eyes as she lay on her back, she opened her eyes when she felt something cold on her nipples.

Rahul was running an ice cube on her nipples and then licking. She gasped in pleasure as he moved the ice cube on her tits, navel and cunt mound. She was moaning softly, as he pushed the ice cube lightly in her cunt and then licked.

Sushma was startled when she heard Rekha asking, “Can I join you? I am getting bored.”

Sushma died with shame. She was getting fucked. Rekha watched intently as Rahul’s cock went in and came out of her cunt.

Rahul said, “Amma, she is getting embarrassed, go and suck her tits.”

Rekha smiled and sat beside her and asked Sushma, “Do you want me to suck your tits or do you want to suck mine?”

Sushma closed her eyes tight and didn’t answer and sighed deeply as Rekha kissed her nipples and started sucking while squeezing the other.

After that, Sushma overcame shyness and enjoyed moving naked and enjoyed three sums.

Raj chatted with Vani and Anita and decided now was the time to reveal everything to Sushma. He sent her sujata, vanaja and ankita stories.

Sushma slept in the center with Rahul and Rekha on either side, sucking her tits and fingers buried in her cunt.

When she was about to fall asleep, her mobile buzzed. She checked and saw that Raj had sent a few stories. She read them and wondered if Rahul and Rekha noticed the stiffening of her nipples in their mouths and the wetness of her cunt.

She slept late and when she woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. She found Rekha busy cooking in the kitchen. Rahul was busy grabbing her tits, ass and cunt acting as if he was helping her.

He scooped her juices and dipped them into the dish she was making, saying it would taste fabulous. They looked at her, smiled, came to her, hugged and kissed her.

Sushma was embarrassed that she slept late and apologized. They laughed and said that she deserved to sleep well after the great fucking session.

She blushed and helped Rekha. Raj had already told them that he sent mom-son, bro-sis and dad-daughter stories to Sushma and when he was chatting with her, they should arouse her.

After breakfast, Rahul fucked them both alternately in the hall, and as they were cuddling and relaxing, Sushma’s mobile buzzed. It was Raj. Suddenly, Sushma had a thought.

She asked them, “Did Raj send you mom-son, bro-sis stories?”

Rekha said, “We all enjoyed them, they were erotic.”

When Sushma chatted with Raj, Rekha and Rahul lay in her lap, playing with her tits and sucking.

Sushma: Hi, Raj. I read those outrageous stories. Don’t tell me they are real stories too? There are such moms- sons and bros-sis?

Raj: Of course they are. You are fucking them.

Sushma: It is different. Rekha is not his real mother.

Raj: What do you think? So long as there is no rape, blackmail, forcing or extortion involved if a man and woman love each other isn’t it ok if they fuck?

Sushma: It is forbidden.

Raj: In the Roman era, kings and princes used to marry moms and sisters to keep royal blood flowing.

Sushma: That was madness thousands of years back.

Raj: what about in the south? In the south, men can marry their sister’s daughter and cousins (brother’s daughter and sister’s son) can marry? It is just the prevailing customs of a region or era.

Sushma: wait a minute, you are leading somewhere. Tell me what is it? Without beating the bush?

Raj: I think we should continue chatting after Rahul starts fucking you.

Sushma was very horny by their sucking and licking and led them to the bedroom. As Rahul inserted cock in her very wet cunt, she typed.

Sushma: Ok, tell me, now he is fucking me.

Raj: Ok, give mobile to Rekha, she will read what I am typing, you enjoy fucking while listening.

Raj changed names and started the story with Anita fucking her dad, her mom fucking Rahul and son-in-law, Rahul fucking his mom, Rekha fucking Pratyusha’s hubby, Anita fucking Pratyusha’s hubby Sunil. Rahul fucking son-in-law’s sister.

With each episode, Sushma was getting hornier, and Rahul had to keep up the tempo. Sushma reached an orgasm and let go a burst of juices when the story reached Atul and Vani’s fucking.

Rahul also could not control it and filled her cunt with thick wads of cum. Rekha gave her mobile back to Sushma and licked her cunt clean.

Then as they hugged each other and were kissing, Sushma asked, “Rekha, tell me honestly, do you know the characters that Raj was describing?”

Rekha kissed her and said, “You also know them.”

This story is based on an episode from Velamma comics which you can read here.

Velamma got an urgent phone call. Her sister had been in some urgent accident, and no one in the family seemed to want to support her through it. Velamma was outraged, and she knew she just had to make it out to see her.

Velamma: Ramesh, I need to get to her.

Ramesh: I have an important project, and I can’t just drop it and take you.

Velamma: Fine! Then I’ll board a flight and go by myself.

Ramesh: But…you’re afraid of flying.

Velamma: I don’t see any other way! So you have to drive me to the airport at least!

She packed in a hurry, and Ramesh drove her to the airport. She kept telling herself that her fear was irrational as she bought her ticket and prepared to board. Velamma walked up to the security station and put her luggage in it.

However, as she passed through, the alarm blared, and a female security guard walked up to her.

Guard: Ma’am, I will have to ask you to step aside with me. You set off the alarm. I have to take you to a private room and search for you.

Once they got to the room, the Guard asked Velamma to strip down to her underwear. As she stood there, exposed, the Guard walked up and undid the clasp of her bra.

She scanned Velamma and then felt up her juicy breasts. Velamma knew what was happening, but she enjoyed the Guard’s touch. She was a hot dyke, after all.

Guard: You’ve got perky boobs. I wonder what you think of mine.

Velamma watched as the woman undressed and pressed her warm, hard nipples against Velamma’s. She loved the sensation, so she pushed hers back into the Guard’s hot nipples. The Guard asked Velamma to take off her panties.

Velamma: If you insist, then I will. What do you hope to find?

Guard: I need you to spread your labia so I can check inside.

The Guard stuck her metal detector inside Velamma’s pussy. She moaned as she threw her head back. She enjoyed the feel of the cold instrument going in and out of her warm pussy.

Guard: Wow! You’re clean, but I want you to do me now. I get so horny waiting around this airport, lonely and stern.

Velamma: What about my flight?

The Guard opened her legs, and they were dripping wet as she purred with heat.

Guard (moaning): Do me now! I’m so wet just watching you, so you don’t need lubricant. If you do me…I’ll make sure you’re the first to board the flight!

Velamma jumped at hearing that and grabbed the detector. She thrust it in and out of the Guard’s wet pussy. The Guard moaned at the top of her lungs like a full-blown prostitute. She let Velamma fuck her and threw her head back.

But Velamma didn’t want this to take any longer. She bit the Guard’s thigh softly as she pulled the rod out. The Guard yelped, but Velamma put four fingers deep inside the Guard’s slimy pussy and fingered the fuck out of her.

Guard: Yea! Just like that! I’ll get you there on time! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!

Cum squirted out onto Velamma’s flushed face, and she let the Guard lick her fingers.

They both got dressed, and the Guard got Velamma onto the plane before even the first-class passengers had boarded. The air hostess guided her to her seat. Velamma decided it was probably best to put on some headphones and get some rest to avoid her fear of flight.

Velamma was fast asleep when she felt turbulence and woke up in a panic. An air hostess came over and tried to calm her down, but it was impossible. Velamma started to panic.

Air hostess: Ma’am, just come with me.

Velamma: Turn the plane around! This is too much for me! I’m losing my shit!

Air hostess: Don’t worry. I’ll introduce you to the pilots, and they’ll make you feel all better!

She guided Velamma to the cockpit and introduced her to the pilots. Velamma stood nervously as the pilots eyed her luscious body from top to bottom. They signaled the Air hostess to leave and began talking to Velamma.

Co-captain: Hello, Velamma. It’s nice to meet you. There are no chairs here, so maybe you should sit on my lap.

Velamma did as he said because she was too scared to stand inside the cockpit by herself. She could feel the Co-captain’s erection on her thigh as she sat and pretended not to notice. However, thinking about his cock was definitely distracting her from her fear of flying.

Co-captain: You know, Velamma, I used to have a fear of flying as well.

Velamma: Really? How did you overcome it?

Co-captain: What helped me get over it might work for you too.

Velamma: What was it?

Co-captain: Sex in an airplane.

He reached around and felt Velamma’s boobs, and she tried to resist him. Turbulence hit again, and Velamma screamed in fear. She pulled her top down and exposed her boobs, and the Co-captain played with them fondly.

Another wave of turbulence hit, and she jumped into his lap and kissed him. He buried his face in her juicy tits as the Captain watched from his seat.

Velamma: Don’t let me die, and I’ll do anything!

She pulled out his cock and sucked on it fondly as he pulled her clothes off. She moaned as she sucked on his musty cock fondly.

Co-captain: Don’t worry. Once you have sex on an airplane, you’ll never be afraid to fly again.

He reached around and fingered her. Velamma moaned pleasurably as she sucked on his hard cock. The Captain put the plane on autopilot and reached over to join the party. He began munching on Velamma’s juicy ass while his partner squeezed her dangling tits fondly.

Velamma: Oh no! Who’s piloting the plane?

Captain: Don’t worry, my dear, it’s on autopilot. How about we take this party to the back of the cockpit. There’s more room.

Velamma (wiping her face): I can’t believe two handsome pilots want to cure me of my fear of flight (she giggled).

They took her to the back and laid her on the ground. They took turns pounding into her while Velamma sucked down the other’s cock. She moaned as her body was pushed and prodded by their manly, throbbing cocks.

Captain: Don’t you feel safer now?

Velamma lifted her leg open wider for the Captain to fuck her as she sucked the Co-captain’s cock.

Velamma: I don’t know if I feel safer, but I definitely feel two amazing cocks inside me!

Velamma moaned as her tits rocked against the floor of the aircraft. Her legs were split open as the Co-captain ate her pussy. Her musty pussy dripped as he munched on it. Her mouth swallowed the Captain’s sweaty cock and balls as she let out one sultry moan after another.

Captain: Next time you fly, you’ll think of us. You’ll think of my salty cock in your soft, wet mouth.

Co-captain: You’ll think of my cock thrusting inside your wet slit.

Captain: Next time you step into an airport, all you’ll think about is my cock!

Velamma moaned louder as the two Captains fucked the shit out of her. She felt their cocks split her open as their sweaty bodies pushed up against hers. The air hostess walked in to check on her and gasped in surprise.

The Captain walked over to her and grabbed her tits.

Air hostess (blushing): Is there anything I can get y-

Captain (walking over to her): -You can get your sweet ass out of that uniform and help us please Velamma.

He grabbed the Air hostess’ tits, and she moaned as she pulled off her tight uniform and got on her knees. The Captain fucked her as she leaned over and sucked on Velamma’s juicy tits. The Co-captain pounded Velamma as she moaned louder while the Captain pounded hard into the sweaty air hostess.

Velamma: Fuck! This is going to make me cum if we keep going like this.

Captain: If anyone is going to make you cum today…it’s me!

He pulled his cock out of the groaning air hostess and put it inside Velamma. She gasped as she felt his throbbing cock enter inside her. He got on the ground, and Velamma sat on his thighs and rode him hard. The air hostess leaned over and kissed and twirled her tongue around Velamma’s.

The two pushed and pulled their lips passionately as they got pounded deep by the horny captains. Sweat dripped down their bodies as they caressed and kissed each other. The men slid in and out of their pussies as pre-cum oozed down their bodies onto the men’s thighs.

Captain: I know I’m pulling rank in making her cum, but I need my co-captain here as well.

Velamma felt a second cock enter pussy and gasped. Her surprise turned into lust as she opened her legs wider to accommodate the extra cock inside her. The cocks slid against one another as they pounded into her pussy together.

Two cocks in her one whole made her moan even louder.  The air hostess stood and rubbed herself as she watched them fuck her.

Air hostess: You’re such a lucky passenger, Velamma!

Velamma (moaning heavily): Oh fuck! Tell me about it! I’m cumming!

The Co-captain pulled out, groaning as his cock throbbed.

Co-captain: Fuck! That’s too much for me!

He exploded onto Velamma’s stomach as she moaned and squeezed her sweet, sweaty breasts. Velamma’s body throbbed as she felt the waves of a pleasurable orgasm wash over her body.

Velamma: Aah! I love flying!

The Captain felt her cum. It oozed down his cock, allowing him to slip and slide inside her pussy faster. He groaned as his cock exploded inside Velamma’s warm pussy. His cummed dripped out of her pussy and onto his thighs.

They all played with each other’s bodies for a few minutes enjoying the lustful aftertaste of a good, flying fuck.

The pilots went back to their stations, and the women returned to the cabin. The plane landed soon, and Velamma left the flight feeling as light as a satisfied feather.

Air hostess: Hope to see you soon!

Velamma: Well, I’ll have to fly back home soon, so yes, hopefully.

They exchanged lustful glances as they looked up and down each other’s bodies. Velamma hoped to eat her pussy on the return trip. The Air hostess winked as Velamma walked away. Velamma was no longer afraid of flight. She craved it now more than anything.

To read Velamma episode #123, ‘Fear of Flying,’ click here.